There was a screen on my chest to cut off my view. At the end I asked for a piece of the bone. Doc says; “We can’t let you leave the hospital with living tissue.” I said:
“The bone is over there on a table and I’m over here. It’s not alive anymore.” He showed me the dish full of bone etc,
about the size of a one pound butter container.
Carried infections are probably the actual worry. Dentists are the same way about pulled teeth now. Somebody might get an infection off of the tooth, I suppose, and might sue the dentist. Such is life in this wonderful America.