My mrs used to work in Recovery at chalybeate. When Claus got his cheekbone smashed, the surgery was done there, the poor sod came round from the anaesthetic to find a queue of staff waiting for his autograph. The memsahib said he couldn't have been nicer, and cheerfully signed them all. (though knowing nurses, I suspect they threatened to withhold the painkillers...) I still have his scribble on a bit of hospital notepaper somewhere.