Eh, more of a typo than anything.
That said, I had an Indian anesthesiologist ask "what do you think the last thing you remember will be before I knock you out?" "Probably you asking that quest-"
Nailed it.
I remember being put under for dental surgery and the doc says, as he slips the headphones on my ears, "we like to play music for our patients as the anesthesia kicks in, what do you think of the Dave Matthew's Band?". I had just enough time to say "Ah I don't really care for the Da-" before I was out like a light and woke up in a recovery room to that damn pan flute CD from the 90's.
Crash?
I don't understand why you replied with the word crash. Is that a reference to something? A movie or one of their songs?
is the album, but tbh I was thinking of the song from the album, "Crash Into Me"...
That's all I'm really familiar with, not my cuppa....
It’s the name of their 2nd album.
dmb caused Chicago's 9/11 by dumping a busload of shit and piss onto a tour boat full of people
I'm not a huge fan of them either, but there are far more terrible things to wake up to.
So glad my surgery a while ago was music free, this should be standard.
I got in a motorcycle accident in another country and had to use translate as no one spoke English to get surgery and as they put me under i just hear ‘bye bye’
If I heard that I would be terrified if I wasn't , you know, immediately asleep.
I got down to 3, then woke up in the recovery room. I was quite belligerent to the nurse because why did they not do the operation? They got me in here, naked in a gown, got everyone together, gave me some anaesthetic then just moved me to another room? What was the fucking point? Would I have to come back again to get it done because I dont have any holiday days from work. Fucks sake fucking pointless man.
Then I looked down and saw all the blood and bandages and "oh right yeah. Sorry. Thanks."
If that were me, I would take comfort in the fact that they probably laughed at me for it.
I've been knocked out twice and dislike how the time is just gone. Not like sleep where when I wake up I know time went somewhere, the time just. Didn't exist.
First time memory was funny at least, second time was pretty normal. "It'll hurt because the needle had to be in your hand."
"Ow fuck that hurt"
Then I'm talking about Animal Crossing to a nurse that understood nothing.
Well the time did go somewhere, it went into the surgeons doing whatever they were doing. Maybe it could count as sleep too, not sure
Doesn't feel like sleep at all though! Feels like. Not sleep.
Yeah you have no idea of time passing when put under. No matter how groggy you are when you normally wake up, you have like an intuitive feel about how much you've slept. Sometimes its wrong several hours and that feels weird.
But when put under the intuitive feel is just like as if had been minutes. Or two days. Your brain has no idea. It's a weird feeling, yeah.
I don't even know how many times I've been under. Many.
Yeah, this has been my experience too. It's like teleportation.
What if you are the clone, and being put under destroys the original consciousness?
I am a clone though, so that's not a worry. I'm already an identical twin.
Twins have always weirded me out. Like how do you guys know which one is the real one?
We don't! You get use to the constant existential crisis!
They counted for me, it went like this:
I will never sleep again!
When I got surgery, they had me count backwards from ten, and I counted down ten, nine, eight, seven, six, and somewhere in the time between seven and six, they did the surgery, and the room changed.
That shit is wild.
When I was preparing for surgery for the first time, my mom told me "they'll tell you to count down from ten and usually, by the time you get to nine, you'll be asleep."
Once I had a surgery in the genital area. I guess they didn't put me fully out; I don't remember whether that was by design, but I remember that my penis was very definitely exposed and I had the thought "I should definitely be embarrassed about this."
I did eventually fall asleep. When I woke up, I recognized the nurse attending me. I said something like "I remember you! When I first saw you, I thought 'what a pretty nurse.'"
I was young at the time, somewhere in my teenage years, and it certainly wouldn't have been appropriate for her to respond or for me to say in any other situation ... but I hope I made her feel good about herself.
The doctors lied to me.
In the "holding area" they said they were going to prep me for going to sleep with some other drug, then put me to sleep in the operating room. I was excited to see an operating room for the first time in real life but as they rolled my bed down the hallway I saw a bubble in my IV tube and I wanted to ask if that was normal. I struggled to speak but found it impossible, got worried I wouldn't be able to point out the bubble, and then woke up in the waiting area... Mad I never got to see the operating room and glad the bubble didn't kill me.
Edit: then again with the way the US is going, I could be dead and in hell
I will tell you, I don't have any comforting words about your edit statement.
If we aren't in Hell, Hell doesn't exist.
I had a bubble in an IV tube once, and asked about it (I wasn't being put to sleep)!
Apparently it happens all the time. The thing at the end, just before the needle (sorry, I have no idea what it's called) filters them out.
I think for a regular IV it actually takes a lot of air in the line, but with a central line it's a lot more dangerous.
I'm not an expert and I didn't check my info but I did ~~stay at a hoiday inn express~~ get an IV every month for the past decade, and in years past have discussed these things with seasoned nurses as I watched air bubbles of various sizes enter my vein.
That's some genuine folk wisdom for ya, lol.
anesthetically pleasing, no?
Mine said "Are you feeling anything yet?"
I said "I don't think so... The lights are a bit fuzzy bu-........." and I was suddenly waking up in the recovery room.
Super quick.
I was kinda disappointed that I apparently wasn't weird coming out of anesthesia when i got my wisdom teeth out. I just went under, they did their work, they finished up, they let me wake up, they sent me on my way.
Oh you're lucky. My first surgery was wisdom teeth and I learned that I start throwing punches going under and coming back. I fully warn everyone now and try to fall asleep before they put me under if I can.
I am unnervingly compliant as a patient. It freaks out dentists a bit lol
I used to have a cat who would roll over on his back and purr while vets he’d never met stuck thermometers up his ass.
I think you two would’ve gotten along.
I could genuinely take a nap during a dental cleaning if i tried.
I'm jealous. I said "you people always mumble" and my wife had to apologetically explain to the black nurse that I meant hearing people. I couldn't focus my eyes enough to see the skin color of the nurse. And that's the better of my two stories. When I got my wisdom teeth out it was supposed to be outpatient, but I woke up mid procedure, and after being put back down I came to and spent the next few hours emptying my stomach every time it managed to get some acid back into it.
I’m also boring. I’ve been put under 5 times now, and nothing fun happened with any of them. I fought off the grogginess and “helped” remove the sensor pads and stuff.. that’s about it. I always wake up too aware of my discomfort.
Going under is enjoyable though. Having that cocktail kick in and fighting it off as long as possible to enjoy the free drugs. The staff prepping me has always found amusement that I ask tons of groggy questions about the machinery in the room.
Same lol. I don't remember being knocked out. Afterwards they were like "don't drink through a straw" and my dumbass went to McDonald's and downed a whole coke through a straw.
They asked me what my favourite cocktails were. I was midway talking about gin and tonic varietals (shiraz gin is sublime) and blacked out. I have no idea what I revealed afterwards and it still haunts me to this day
Before my appendix surgery, I remember pointing at one of the monitors and asking "Have you got Eurosport on one of those?". I don't remember getting any answer.
They asked me "how are you feeling? Sleepy?"
"Yeah, I'm ok but ... Whoops there I go"
And I was out.
they asked me a few times what my weight was, i guess they were surprised i was still babbling.
#gingerthings
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I don't remember much from last time, except taking benzo before falling asleep in my hospital room. They woke me up before surgery asking some shit, and I was just watching them put the needle on my arm and didn't really care, despite being terrified by needles usually lol
They had me count down when I had my plate put in. I forget how far I got, but only because that was in the '90s.
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