There is no robot that can knock me out (safely so that I wake up when everything is done), snake a thing down my windpipe, poke through the exact right spot in my bronchial tube and into my mediastinum (a name for the bag that my heart), and retrieve a chunk of whatever surrounds my aorta.
But here I wait, while people capable of doing this (or at least capable of learning how to do it - and that's a lot of people) also wait. That's regulation.
But here I wait, while people capable of doing this (or at least capable of learning how to do it - and that's a lot of people) also wait. That's regulation.