I was about to be put under. They injected me with a milky looking substance. I said: " it looks like milk. Actually do you know what it looks like?" I let out a gasp and loudly exclaimed: " I swear if I wake up pregnant..." I was 63 and am a man. I passed out as the entire ER erupted in laughter. I woke up embarrassed.
Who else loves it when the narrator just randomly adds their comments like, HAHAHAHAHA HE'S RANTING ABOUT PROPER USE OF ETC. XD He has transformed from storyteller to full-on ENGLISH TEACHER AND HE SAID "REDDITORS, LEARN HOW TO ENGLISH" LOL XD
When I was an intern, I was assisting on a surgery. It was a sweet older couple married 60+ years. Married at ages 16 & 17. We will say their names are Gretchen and Samuel. When Gretchen was waking up the straps to help protect her from falling off the table were still on her. She started saying “Alfred the straps are too tight this time.” We decided to let her wake up a bit more before going to post op while she became a little more oriented. In post op when we visited her, Samuel was proud to introduce his twin brother Alfred. No further comments.
🤢🤢🤢 I had back surgery in 2005 to remove a herniated disc. I woke up in the middle of surgery, face down, on the operating table. I remember saying, "where am I? I can't get up." And I heard someone say "OH SHIT." The next thing I remember is waking up 7 hours AFTER the surgery was done, and being told by a nurse, "hey, you scared us. We were starting to wonder if you would come back." At first they didn't anesthetize me enough. Then they gave me too much.
That’s brutal 😣 I’m resistant to anesthesia so I’ve suffered that horrifying consciousness twice. I’m sorry you experienced it! I’m assuming you were under full anesthesia since your disc was removed (discectomy with fusion)?
@@casualm0th there is no set amount because the amount needed varies by weight, by the person’s mood, how fast the body metabolizes the drug, whether the person has natural immunity to the drug, and finally how much the patient has been using. Personally, I have had too much experience, 9 major surgeries, a couple minor surgeries and knocked out so my heart could be defibrillated.
@@casualm0th when I was put under for acl surgery they had to use triple the regular dose for adult men to knock me out, I guess it's not an exact science, more like taking a well educated guess
@@casualm0th It's a very tricky thing to get right. Depends on body weight, the person's drug tolerances, as well as a number of other factors... and there are any number of things that could throw the calculations way off. Reportedly Ozzy Osbourne, among other people, has a genetic quirk that causes him to metabolize certain drugs differently from most people. This resulted in him reportedly needing quadruple the expected dose of anaesthetic to go under for a medical procedure.
This happened to my grandpa when I was a kid, told by older siblings. He was in the hospital and whatever meds he was on had him messed up. He and the old man in the room with him talked like they had known each other for years. He also kept wiping imaginary bugs off the wall. When they realized it was the meds and took him off them he became lucid again. Turned out he'd never seen that other man in his life.
I liked the story of the grandfather who was a marine in Vietnam, was captured, and escaped, when he was restrained in the hospital in less than an hour he managed to destroy a new restraint system worth tens of thousands of dollars
When i was coming back to consciousness from having my wisdom teeth removed, my family said i was very quiet at first, until suddenly i became restless and wanted to talk nonstop. This is when i first remember waking up. I was talking alot of shit to my dad, told my mom precisely what i planned to do with my gf when i next saw her, and had a long debate about whether bad words truly exist, or if they were just a tool of oppression. I remember actively deciding to make these decisions and choose to say all of what i said, but i don’t know why i did any of it. Drugs are a hell of a drug
It's the lowering of inhibitions and releasing of internal monologue. I say very wacky things coming out of sedation (and I've been under like 5 times), and all the stories I've heard are "yeah that tracks with my internal monologue and what I have to suppress from saying on a daily basis."
I was 16 and a few weeks after a car accident where I broke a front tooth I was at the dentist’s office being prepped for a root canal. They put that laughing gas on me, apparently to take the edge off, and left the room. She must have had it turned up too high because before long it felt like the dental chair I was sitting in was spinning. I remember the dental assistant coming back to check on me and when she asked how I was doing I heard my voice in my head saying “don’t answer, don’t answer”. After calling my name several times she freaked out and ripped the gas off my face. It didn’t take long for me to come out of it. She told me I gave her a scare, then asked if I wanted the gas back on. Of course I said “YES!”
After I had my wrist surgery (shattered wrist) everytime they asked if I wanted more pain medication (Oxycodone) the answer was yes......no way was I passing up that fun time haha. Took some home with me, then got some more, all up I was on it for 2 weeks, it was so good.
I had to get a tooth pulled when I was 6, the spinning dental chair reminds me of what I remember from that. The dentist told me to look at my foot because either the gas or the novocain would "put my foot to sleep and my tooth to sleep." Right before pulling the tooth the room started spinning around the axis of my vision. According to my dad on the way home the roads were very windy, so I'm sitting in my car seat going "weeee, weee, is this like a roller coaster ride, weee!"
17 going in for surgery to remove a bone tumor. Don't remember anything. I do remember after becoming completely conscious my mom is pi**ed. Turned out I was ranting and cussing loud enough to be heard in the waiting room. Worse with my mom was a neighbor. She was a retired school teacher and went to church every Sunday and Wednesday. Anyway she takes my mom's hand, pats it gently and tells my mom not to be upset that I'm a good boy and everything thing is okay. Later my mom told me she almost said to her he's not under your roof for 17 years.🤣😂🤣😂
My Lady Wife had just a regular painkiller (Torodal) at the ER, and she got really silly. Our '93 Ford Tempo was the first vehicle we had with power locks and windows. When we got in the car, it was as if she were a three year old that discovered them for the first time. She was locking and unlocking the doors, running the windows up and down, and GIGGLING. About five minutes later she realized what she had been doing. So embarrassed, even though it was just the two of us in the car.
Were you parents yet? That would have been a golden opportunity to tease her about it. "Honey, was that your way of saying that you're ready for kids?"
Listening to the stories of a general anesthetic being used for removal of wisdom teeth reminded me of when I had mine removed. In 1970 I had 4 wisdom teeth removed in one sitting, the Navy dentists used only Novocain so I was able to drive myself home. Being in the Army at the time I reported to work the following day, as I recall the medic gave me something like APC, something with aspirin, caffeine and another additive. It was the go to pain killer the Army used at the time, I never used it as a civilian. Why Navy? I was stationed at a small missile base 20 miles from Newport Navy base, the closest Army base, Fort Devon’s, was 90 miles away.
Story 11: I had already put my cpap mask and machine on when I heard this story. I couldn't stop laughing and gasping between laughs while air leaked from the mask and the machine tried to fix my breathing. Guess I shouldn't have clicked this video as I was winding things down for bed.... "where are his legs?" lol.
I will always tell this story the moment this topic comes up: My father had to go under to remove his bladder as it had contracted cancer. During the surgery however, doctors found the cancer had spread into his prostate as well and were forced to remove it along with his bladder. He woke up in recovery to a solemn doctor with his head hung saying, "Sir, I am sorry to inform you that we needed to remove your prostate." While everyone else is contemplating the sheer discomfort and awkwardness of the situation, my father crosses his arms and responds with, "Welp... there goes my acting career." My aunt who drove him there starts laughing, the doctor is trying to contain it, and a nurse had to leave the room. I've told him this story and he no longer remembers it.
When I was 18 I had to have knee surgery for both my knees. After the first surgery, I said something along the lines of, "Oh, my head is fucking pounding...." A few months later, we go in for the second surgery. My mom, embarrassed from the first incident of me swearing, tells me before I go in for surgery to watch my mouth. Which leads me to have "swear" on my mind. When I come out of the second surgery, the words falling out of my head would make a sailor blush.
honestly, the only time i remember, i had a concussion,parents brought me to the doctor, something something, fell "asleep" in the weepwoopmobile (btw i hardly realized i wasnt still in the doctors office at that point), and waking up really weirdly, trying to pull out my ivs, wanting to get home. (maybe because i associated that "weird" place with how weird, ill, fuzzy, etc i was feeling? idk) i spent way too much time typing this and now i realise, oh, this was a more natural way of anesthesia, being knocked out.
Just after I turned 19 I had shoulder surgery (I am a Vietnam veteran). The day I checked out of the hospital a nurse asked me what the song I was singing was because one line she understood was “Making chili in a bathtub …”. “Molly Dee” by the Kingston Trio. We were told I sat up during the surgery and gave my girlfriend’s name, rm #, dormitory name and phone number, as I had told her I would call her as soon as I could after the surgery.
When I was waking up from having my wisdom teeth taken out, apparently I held out my hands and asked my dad to carry me. I was 19. To his credit, my mom says he did pick me up and carry me five feet to the wheelchair. Good thing I'm a small person, I guess. Either that or my dad really was Superman.
They had to increase the anesthesia dose during my cataract surgery when I went into active combat against attacking space aliens. Then another time I awoke from a colonoscopy singing Home On The Range.
My mum was completely out of it talking to people not there, complaining there were baked beans all over the floor and asking for a non-existent radio to be turned off My family being slightly nuts roasted her mercilessly 😂
Got one for you guys, around 2017 I had my left eye removed & replaced. First surgery went well the gas made me sick & a few days later my marble (replacement) fell out. Month later new surgery but after was gold! I write left handed, while the nurse was talking to my mom telling her “whatever you do don’t let him sign anything here.” I was out saying I’ll sign whatever you need with my right hand in the air & also I don’t even remember dressing myself but mom told that I did. Lastly I was out for a few days due to the gas!
Nothing fun from me. I told a nurse that I was usually told that I wake up really fast when they pull me out of anesthesia. First thing I hear when I come out is her saying: "You're right. You do wake up fast." My response was to ask what time it was. Apparently that was the most important thing for me to know right in that moment.
I remember laughing uncontrollably when I got my wisdom teeth done, right when they started anesthesia. Oddly, when I woke up, I felt completely normal and aware.
12 years of age. Back in my hospital room after having my appendix removed (emergency sort of thing). At some point in the night - didn't check the clock - I woke up and barfed, seemingly nothing but stomach acid. But, I did grab the bed pan and got it all in the pan. Then I sat the pan back on the roll-away table and promptly zoned out again. In the morning, when I woke up, the nurse - with a puzzled look on her face - asked me how 'that' got 'there' and mentioned the bed pan. I remembered and told her. Then she looked a bit more surprised and said, "Not a speck on your blanket." Boy have I slipped since then.
I was sedated for a procedure as a kid (7-8 ish). Apprently I woke up and bit the doctor.. this doctor was one I hated the whole time I was there (5 weeks at least). And had given me the medication to knock me out through a iv (cannula), but for some reason she used a unneeded needle on the syringe while giving the drug which really flipping hurt ALOT. I didn't wake up properly until 4am next day.... and promptly asked for the mcdonalds my dad promised me (this was a long time before they were 24 hours) and I told me to just ring my dad as he will bring me one!
I was in couple of surgeries fairly recently. The anesthesiologists were amazing, had very mild side effects on both occasions like feeling cold and having trouble walking. Also the nurses were amazing, I begged them for coffee as soon as I woke up to avoid withdrawal. They bought me some from their own break room.
My parents told me about how when I woke up from my wisdom teeth removal, I was concerned about if the nurses felt valid. When we got into the car, I was talking about how I wanted hot dogs. They said “no honey, you can’t, you can’t have ketchup, you’ll be bleeding” (not the only reason, obvs, but that was one they went with). Then, as raw and angry as I could be, I said “I’ll eat mustard. I’m a fucking adult”. Another time I was in the hospital, and I was left alone to go to the bathroom. As I was passing by, unmedicated and spacey as hell (I have ADHD), I passed by an older lady’s room. This 60 year old black lady beckoned for me to come in, and me, being a dumbass 16 year old, walked in. She had no flowers, no nothing, and she was just like “I haven’t seen someone as young as you in the hospital. You visiting your momma?” She was loopy, but really sad since her kids hadn’t visited her. Me, being the respectful little bean, grabbed a piece of paper from a notebook, and made an origami bunny. It was then a nurse came in and led me out, but the lady was protesting. “This nice boy’s visiting me! No one else has!” The nurse led me out, but the nurse said it was sweet that I made her a cute origami bunny. Turns out she hadn’t been visited, despite having a big family. Still hits me sometimes, cause a random stranger visited her before any family did.
Had my wisdom teeth out a couple years ago. As my sister and nurse were taking me out to my sister's car in a wheelchair, I told the nurse we were going to Six Flags Magic Mountain next. (It's a four hour drive, so not likely lol) Then on the way home I told my sister that my lips were really dry, so she gave me some chap stick. She watched me sneak it into my purse, trying to be all slick with the thievery but also super obvious. She let it go and asked for it back once I was back in my right mind. Weirdest thing was after the fact, being told I did these things. I was talking and stuff, but having absolutely no memory of it. Kind of like my brain was just on autopilot but I was unconscious.
Ive never had a surgery that required anesthesia, (im too young to get my wisdom teeth removed) but when i do im gonna make sure right before they put me under, (or put the mask on me, to be safe) ill say "wanna know how to keep a surgeon in suspense?" And then immediately pass out
I woke up in the hospital after 3 grand maul seizures in one day. The last thing I remember was getting into the shower, then waking up 3 days later. Apparently, I had said something while I was not with it. The problem is that no one from the doctor, to the nurse, to my parents or friends will tell me what I said. Kinda sucks makes me thing I said something truly awful
During my brain tumor surgery my surgeon stopped using the image guided machine and picked up what he thought was part of the tumor cut it and instantly I started covalsing hard I had to strapped down because I convalsed so hard I woke up I couldn't speak because there was a tube in my throat so I lifted the hand that didn't get paralyzed and signed I am awake in plain finger spelling sign language
I don't know why they try to give post op instructions when you are still out of it. I once had a surgery and I was in the process of being placed in my bed in my room. I had just woken up and was super groggy. The surgeon said to me, "you're probably not going to remember this, so I'll probably have to tell you again later" then proceeded to give me the post op instructions. She was right. To this day I remember her giving me the instructions, but I don't remember a word of what she said.
I just got home from having surgery to repair a broken collar bone. I was to scared to ask the nurses if i said anything weird as i was in and out of sleep after the surgery.
I was under major anesthesia during major oral surgery. Already had my wisdom teeth removed and had no issues after previous anesthesias. This time, I could barely walk. I also had a strange craving for red meat. Turns out I’d lost enough blood to be anemic.
When I had to have surgery on my toe, I was put under (obviously). My parents had been told that I would most likely be groggy waking up from surgery, so they expected me to be confused, tired, still a little out of it, etc. Well, apparently, when I woke up I was about the opposite of out of it and started full-on chatting with my dad about how cool the operating room was. Then, about thirty minutes later, I fell back asleep.
Iirc anaesthesia awareness is extremely rare and almost always misidentified. These are ALL recovery or post-operative anaesthesia (which is not deep sedation/GA)
Well- in germany we normally don't get fully sedated to get wisdom teeth pulled- just a local anesthetic 😨 and I really have a low pain tolerance and routinely have panic attacks. .. But my new dentist and his assistants are SO great. But long story short: they couldn't remove the last tooth for quite a while. He was turning the tooth several times fully. He made a break to check the x-ray when I said "You don't need to check, I know whats wrong: You did turn it clockwise the whole time." Took him a second. The real problem was the root of the tooth: It was practically a ball-and-socket joint...
I'm a chronic insomniac of over 40 years and have gotten the habit of (as a joke) asking nurses if I can have a nice cold glass of propofol and fentanyl to take home, so I can get a good sleep. Nurses have rarely shown any sense of humour, any time, even when said with an obvious smile. Propofol is what killed Michael Jackson.
I freaked out the nurses after my colonoscopies. As soon as I was wheeled out of the room and into the recovery area, and they'd drawn the curtains to let me sleep the rest of it off, I'd get up, and start getting dressed. They'd see feet on the floor and come check on me as I was pulling clothes on, yelling I had to be in bed. Always told them the same thing. I'm fine. don't worry, I want to fall over even less than they want me to, so I'm sure of my balance. Same clinic for 90% of my colonoscopies, and the same freakout each time, usually, except one nurse who tended to always be on when I was there. 2 minutes after wheeled into recovery, and I'm pulling the curtains back so I can leave my place and wander to the men's room, and two nurses are about to flip out, when the one I know calls from the desk "You good on your feet, Joe?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "OK, don't fall!" I get back and hear quiet bickering from the two who wanted to wig out, complaining that you can't enable patients who misbehave like that, and the lead nurse just saying "that's his 15th colonoscopy in the last two years, and he does this every time. Never seen him fall." Similarly, after I got my wisdom teeth out, once my mouth was packed, I insisted on walking to the car my driver was taking me home in. We stopped at my pharmacy on the way home to grab the pain med script, and I walked the 200 or so yards from the parking space, to and through the store, to the pharmacy at the back. When I got there, I handed the pharmacist a note. "Tof out med pls." Next time I went there to pick up regular scripts, they gave me the note back, saying they saved it to show to me. They thought it was hysterical. But yeah, sadly (or fortunately?) I've never experienced the more wacked out results of anesthesia. Once awake, I recover from it fast, and the weirdest thing I ever did that I still can't wrap my head around is spelling tooth "tof" on the note.
I was the patient. I was having bone spur surgery on both heels. To save time, my doctor enlisted another podiatrist to do one foot, while he did the other. My doctor was Dr. Dudzinski and his buddy was Dr. Kochinski. I wasn't completely out of it, so I pretty mush made a fool of myself through the entire surgery. I asked Dr. D how tall he was. He answered that he was about 6'. I asked Dr. K, and he replied the same. Dr. D knew about my strange sense of humor, so he was prepared. Hey asked why. I sid, "If you stood on each other's shoulders, you would be 12 foot Pole." Dr. D nearly dropped his instruments, the nurses doubled over, and Dr. K wasn't too amused. "Do you have something against Polish people?" (I didn't, honestly) he asked. "Hell, no," I replied. "If it weren't for the Poles and Jews, there wouldn't be any foot doctors in Houston!" At that, the rest of the team was laughing uncontrollably. I wasn't trying to be mean, I just was saying what the phone books confirmed. Strange, tho, my right heel, that Dr. K operated on, got infected.
ive never had to go to the ER or had anesthesia but if im ever about to get knocked tf out im just gonna say something like "OH YEAH AMERICA LAND OF THE FREE? WHY DO YOU GET PISSED WHEN I TRY TO RINSE MY BALLS IN THE BURGER KING SODA DISPENSER"
I'm probably never gonna have a story like this because, when I got my wisdom teeth out, the anesthesia completely wore off by the the I got to the car.
My brother abandoned me after a colonoscopy. I was supposed to be driven home , but he dropped me off at my car. I do not remember anything after that except that I was back home and I don’t remember driving there ?
I have awoken midsurgery when i should be under higher doses of anesthesia multiple times and it definitely hurts. Needless to say, I have had significant ptsd over these events.
I woke up from wisdom tooth removal talking about the pink hippos in tutus dancing on the wall. A less funny surgical story was when I woke, catatonic and tearing at the nurse's hair and tubes in my arms.
I remember waking up after having my tonsils removed at age 10 and just shouting at my poor mom "you stole my fudge. go fudge yourself" and proceeded to pass out. I later woke up only for my mom to tell me that I pissed myself after passing out. she still brings it up till this day almost 24 yrs later
Something was up when I got all four wisdom teeth out, because they had already given me laughing gas but then needed to put in a line for general anesthesia. The doctor said he was trying to make sure I was okay with him him sticking me with a needle, but that I was convinced the line was already in. I vaguely remember him saying that apparently the laughing gas had kicked in.
I apparently woke up after my wisdom teeth removal and wanted to get rid of the blanket. I was fully clothed as it was done in the dentists office with a anaesthesiologist to allow full anesthesia. My mom told me this, as I can't remember for the live of me that I wanted to free myself from the blanket saying it was waaaay to warm. Looking back this made sense for me. According to my parents I started at a very early age to willge free of blankets and would stick out a leg or both from under it. Whenever my parents checking on me before going to bed themselves tucked me back in and tried to cover me again I often protested by grumbling and squirming in my sleep. I still like to stick out my legs and can't stand to warm beds. I actually flip my pillow to the cold underside if it gets to warm. So yea... No wonder drugged out me also wanted to sleep less warm and bundled up...
I have learned I am weird. After wisdom teeth removal I felt fine, I could walk fine after a moment, and didn’t say anything blackmail worthy. And I was in the state of mind to steal my drive’s phone and deleting the video they took
Recently had surgery and instead of giving me propofol they gave me ketamine. In the recovery room the nurses had no eyes they were just gray spaces. I also was asking if we were in the matrix or if I am dead several times. It was actually a scary feeling/trip. The reason they used ketamine is according to the surgeon I scared the anesthesiologist because I told him prior to surgery I once during back surgery with Propofol is I woke up screaming in pain and he did not want that to happen again.
Ohh boy. I've been under anesthesia 4 times now, and I haven't woken up normally. The first one was to remove a sinus abscess when I was 7. They drilled through my gums and sucked the strep and everything out, and put a drain in my mouth. The first thing I did when I had just begun to wake up was reach into my mouth, slur "what's this?" and yank out the drain. I fully woke up to my mom panicking and calling for the nurse. It was fine in the end, they just monitored me closely for the remainder of my stay. This was also the same visit where I kicked a nurse as hard as I could because I didn't want my meds, and proceeded to pick out ALL of their little rainbow heart barrettes from each dose of meds I got during my stay. The second one was when I was 15, getting all 4 of my wisdom teeth out.. or attempting to take them out, anyways. I did it outpatient (mistake). Dentist didn't realize I was on meds that made me eat through anesthesia rapidly, and I woke up screaming and fighting midway through surgery. They got one tooth out and had made an incision for another tooth. I didn't wake up for another several minutes. They had to restrain me as I fully woke up. It was really bad. My heart rate hit 210 bpm. My throat was completely raw and I was in a lot of pain. I woke up to my mom and several people standing over me, trying to get me to calm down. I'd tangled my hair so badly that my mom had to sit down and comb it out over a few hours (my hair was shoulder length) later that day. But yeah, I tried to take out that poor dentist. I feel bad because I really scared him. Next was a few months later, with a different surgeon, inpatient, taking out my remaining 3 wisdom teeth. Surgery went great! Despite getting 3 more teeth out than the first time, the pain and recovery time were both drastically lessened. I did still wake up screaming, and remember someone saying "shh! You're scaring the other patients!" but I wasn't conscious enough to realize what was happening. This time I managed to give myself a nosebleed, and they were unhappy it kept me in the recovery room longer and kept trying to force me out when I'm super dizzy and my nose is gushing. This was in the heat of the pandemic, after all, and they needed the hospital space. My mom held my ground and we got it to stop as I fully woke up and felt stable enough to go home. Sure enough, the anesthesiologist monitoring me told me I needed 4x as much anesthesia as normal to keep me knocked out through the entire operation. Most recently, (age 18) I got a ganglion cyst removed from my left hand. Going under was scary. They were asking me about my writing and I remember thinking about how I was trying NOT to tell them about the explicit content or the real reason I write, carefully selecting my words, and that's the last thing I remember. I was too scared to ask about what I actually said after the surgery. This time I did not wake up violent, but I did keep jolting. I mean violently twitching, every few seconds, just a full-body spasm. I do this a lot at home too, and don't know what it is, but haven't bothered to mention it because I'm buried in other health and life issues. I'm pretty sure that twitch fit re-aggravated an old concussion injury that I can't seem to get help for. Meanwhile my entire family wakes up normally, my dad wakes up cheering for a sports game, my mom and sis do nothing, and my friend wakes up singing. I don't know why I had to be the weird one haha
I needed to have a root canal and needed propofol as the root was so swollen that even the slightest touch caused a violent reaction from pain, apparently when I was under I stopped the dentist specifically to tell him what meal i was going to have after the root canal. Apparently I wanted either McDonald’s (don’t frequently have fast food) or a big piece of meat. I must have wanted protein.
Woke up after wisdom teeth removal and fought the dentists over leaving in the wheelchair. Wanted to walk out on my own and thought it would look stupid. Returned the next day to give everyone tickets to one of the games of the local hometown baseball team I am cameraman for.
I had to have all 4 wisdom teeth removed in my early 20's. 1 pulled the rest surgically, but all at the same time. I was so out of it trying to wake up I just kept crying. My husband's aunt took me to pick up my meds at the pharmacy. I have no idea what she told them but they kept saying they couldn't find me on the insurance. Somehow they thought I was HER KID! I kept trying to explain but I was high and had a mouth full of cotton. I had to pay FULL PRICE for them. We made her pay us back LOL.
My little sister had to have an MRI or something of the sort once, according to my mom she woke up from anesthesia and just went on and ON about olive garden lols
Had eye surgery and after they were done I remember slowly waking up so that I was aware of where I was and what had happened but I was still too drugged up to speak or move at all. All I could think of was "damn, I need to pee". It took me at least another hour til I could articulate that and let's just say that hour was... stressful.
I had to get some cysts on my lower back removed as a teenager, and because I had to be face down I was just heavily sedated and not fully anesthetize, so I had some moments of lucidity. Before going out I said "this room smells like lilacs," at one point my arm without the IV started flailing around and they had to restrain it and I said "what are you doing to my arm," we need to tie it down "ok that makes sense." Then when they're bandaging me up I ask "are you waxing my butt" (I'm a very hairy individual btw). I'm 15 so I'm in pediatric recovery with parents and their little kids, and I keep telling everyone over and over again (in a very loud voice kind-of man voice) "i asked them if they were waxing my butt." My mom was quite embarrassed as these moms with their little babies are laughing at my nonsense.
Lol, the rant for etc. I think what the person meant that he wasn't waiting in the booking room, pre-op room, and then the anesthesia room. (well that's the list before going to surgery here) So the 'etc' seems to make sense to me, buuuut I see what you mean as well when they didn't write that out and just ended up saying 'etc' instead.
Whoa, I thought it was a different kind of "wakes up" like during the surgery. That's what happened to me and I could see and feel my eye being worked on. I was supposed to have a nerve blocker, because during my first surgery, I couldn't hold my eye still. I was moaning and groaning, saying "ow, it hurts. The doctor just told me to keep my head still. Then my leg started having sciatica spasms. I explained just that when asked if I had restless leg syndrome. When I saw the dr. for my follow-up, I said how painful the surgery was and asked why no nerve blocker? I was told I held my eye still just fine. Of course I did, I was Scared Shitless!!! The doctor proceeded to tell me about the risk with this long needle injected behind the eye and the wrong nerves it could hit. I will be investigating this more, but if I had known what I was going to suffer during the surgery, I would've chosen to just go blind instead.
I totally get you. For my 1st colonoscopy the nurse put one small vial of Fentanyl into my IV. Nothing. She put in a 2nd vial, again nothing. Wide awake they did the colo anyway with 8 biopsies. I've never been in so much pain. Someone replaced the Fentanyl with saline. I've given birth to two without any meds. I'll NEVER do another colonoscopy! There's been not even one case of cancer in my extended family.
Sounds like you had cataract surgery with what’s called a retrobulbar block. They put you to sleep for a minute to give you the injection. It’s similar to Novocain in that it blocks signals from the brain to the optic nerve, so you can’t see or feel anything with that eye. Once the medication wears off, you can see with that eye again, and the feeling returns as well.
I had my first colonoscopy in my teens (back in the 70's before they put you under). They had to stop twice because I started passing out. Believe me I put off a second one for 4+ decades. Still, that was a piece of cake compared to the eye surgery.