My niece had surgery on her spine a few years back. She was so hilarious when doped up after the surgery that the lady in the next section poked her head in and said she couldnt pay money at a comedy club to laugh as much. Niece was 12 or 13. Highlights include singing twinkle twinkle little star - VERY badly at the top of her lungs, she normally has a lovely singing voice - cried tears of joy over the popsicle that was now her best friend, cried tears of sadness once she realized shed eaten her best friend, and was extremely concerned if the surgeon had seen her "ass." (She normally didnt swear.) I wish i could recall all of it. Somewhere theres a video i have saved for a day when i need a good laugh.
Your comment is the first one I read that made me actually laugh out loud. Specifically, going from bad singing to crying joyfully over her edible best friend to sadness over eating said friend. That was quite the emotional rollercoaster for her! Lol! 🤣😂🤣😂
As a child I made friends with a little foil wrapped molded chocolate nutcracker. It was one of those cheap seasonal chocolates typically for kids, but I got so upset thinking about eating my friend that I cried and saved him for probably a couple weeks. Same reaction to one of those large gummy rats some years later. It was so cute that I didn't want to hurt it. That was all without anesthesia though. 😅 I remember my mom being exasperated that I didn't just eat the darn things. That does sound pretty hilarious though. You know it's good when the other patients and nurses are laughing. At that age I'd probably have been concerned about the surgeon seeing my ass, too! 😂😂😂
I picked up my MIL after surgery from a hospital in Los Angeles to drive the hour or so back to her house. Shes trying to tell me how to get back to the freeway and makes a mess of it, pauses a moment and says, "Go east!" I say, yes, well, we cant go west because of the ocean, and she concludes her revelation with, "Yes, go east... to St. Louis." Im glad she wasnt allowed to drive home.
I had a tonsillectomy and woke up from the anesthesia mid panic attack trying to swing on the nurses. Once I came to my senses I apologized so much that I probably got on their nerves. Another time I had a seizure related to a poisoning (long story) and the anti seizure medication made me so loopy for 2 days. I was not fully aware of anything I was doing until two days later. My brother told me I had pointed at my “fall risk” wrist band, laughed super hard at it, and passed out.
@@gingermcgingin4106 basically I was a young dumb teenager and decided that I was going to unalive myself by using rat poison. There’s more to it but I’d rather keep that to myself 😅
with automatic responses, anesthesia doesn't knock them out. After I wake up I am constantly thanking the nurses because it seems like the nice thing to do.
I'm always extra polite to the nurses, even when I'm in a lot of pain (chronic pain makes you mindful of that), and I always try to be super nice to my nurses because they have things hard enough as is.
Not a nurse, but a story my mother told me when I got some tubes put in my ears. I was 5 years old. I remember absolutely nothing about it, but apparently, right after waking up, I jumped onto my feet on the operating table, yelled "WE'RE GOING TO MCDONALD'S!!" Jumped to the bed, overshot it, and gave everyone a heart attack. A nurse caught me, albeit just barely. It was funny all around
I actually DID get put under when I had my wisdom teeth removed at 16... My dad said on the way home, I was in the back floorboard apparently looking for my friggin teeth 😂 he told me they were left behind at the dentist office, to which I responded with an accepting groan and got back in the seat and passed out again.
@@ArcanineEspeon shit probably not! My dad's never been much concerned about safety... Just a few weeks ago, he was making fun of my mom about taking us kids to the storm shelter when there were tornado warnings issued and sirens sounding!! Meanwhile he would sit on the porch and watch "the show" Yes, he's a boomer. Yes, he's a Trumper. And no, he and my mom haven't been married since I was in highschool.
@@brandyholder3755 to be fair, I know a lot of anti-trumpers that would be stubborn or dumb enough to want to watch the tornado as well thinking it's just wind and can't hurt them
I had mine out under general at 17 and a half (I remember because I got home and was like "I'm going to watch my first r-rated show exactly six months early and I only did it because mum actively encouraged it) but I'll have to ask my mum if I said anything goofy but I do distinctly remember complaining that my speech wasn't very clear because I couldn't open my mouth properly a few days later (it was still clear enough that I could be understood with ease but some sounds were a little dodgy)
The wrong face one being followed up immediately with the cutest thing I have ever heard and then the pitiful little “can I have coffee?” is the best thing I have heard in a LONG time.
The first time I ever came out from anesthesia, I still remember being super cuddly. I kept asking the nurse for hugs while they led me to a room to lie down and rest 😅
When I had my wisdom teeth removed I predicted the future 😂. I told my mom that she needed to pick up the phone because Michaela was calling. Her phone rang a few seconds later and it was Michaela. Then the same day, my cousin Caitlyn was watching me. I told her I had to use the restroom. She came with me because I could still barely stand, when I got in the bathroom I yelled to her: “take your pants off! I can’t use the bathroom if your pants are still on!” 😂 Most recently, about a year ago, I had a hysterectomy. When I was coming out I apparently was, quite loudly, saying how they had taken my babies. My mom kept having to tell me to shut up. I also remember quite well singing to my mom how beautiful she was. 😂
Last year I was in for surgery. When I was waking up my brain went "Hey, you're due at the hospital today." I tried to sit up to get dressed, having forgotten everything that had happened that morning until the nurse told me I was okay.
Patient here! I had a hysterectomy in November of 2020. I remember thinking the drugs weren’t gonna work cuz when I had a mole removed in the 90s, I felt everything and it was very painful. As I was coming down from anesthesia, my twin told me I started meowing Christmas carols and telling the guy next to me to “shut the fuck up” cuz he was groaning and screaming. I told a few jokes too apparently.
I vaguely remember telling my OB/GYN while I was in labor to give me something for the pain so I could go home and sleep and I would be back in the morning to have the baby. He laughed and said, "Too late for that, you need to push!" Baby was born 10 minutes later.
I got my wisdom teeth taken out several years ago. They put me under with anesthesia, and somehow when I woke up, I felt perfectly fine. I tried to get up and walk, but they forced me into a wheelchair. When I got into my dad's truck, I asked him to take me to school, but he said no. I went to church later that day though and everyone looked at me like I was insane. It was only a few hours after my operation when I went. Nobody knew how I was functional afterwards.
Never did I think I would hear my own response in a RU-vid video! How exciting. My son is the 3 year old (now 16 years old) who told the other kid to “shut up”. It will forever be a favorite memory
i had my wisdom teeth removed last week. i was so nervous i was gonna say something stupid. all i remember is waking up (i must have slept after surgery was done because i was in fetal position when i regained consciousness?) and saying “i miss my kitty” then i giggled for a couple minutes. my mom thought it was really funny and i was just relieved i talked about my cat instead of saying anything weird or stupid 😭 the nurses ended up sending me home with a hand written "get well soon" card with little doodles which i thought was really sweet ❤
Patient here. I had brain surgery... after waking up, I washallucinating pretty hard. I kept telling the nurses that the extradimensional beings are peaceful, and they only ended up in my brain by accident, and that I need to talk to "the general" to clear it up. I also promised them I'm not going to try to escape. Also made some kiiinda inappropriate jokes... In the coming days I kept having various hallucinations and delusions. I kept getting caught going to the bathroom alone when I was supposed to only get out of bed if a nurse is escorting me (balance problems), and on one occasion I a hallucination basically convinced me that it's OK to try and remove my urinary catheter myself (hint: that was a very bad idea.) Took me a whole week for the hallucinations to go away, and thinking back there are still several events I remember where I'm unable to tell if it was real or not. Scary.
I have two prosthetic eyes. I think when I was little, it was one of many surgeries that I’ve had, this one being an operation to take some skin from the inside of my mouth to help re-create part of my lower, right eyelid, which would collapse and/or fuse because of extra radiation treatment left parent cancer in both my retinas when I was a kid right parent. I think I was around seven or eight at the time, I kind of remember this, I’m not sure I remember the more extreme parts of it. Apparently, when I woke up, I kept asking my mom for a salmon sandwich, and apparently I got really worked up about it. Either that night or not too long after that day, my mom Gave me not a smoked salmon sandwich, but cold, smoked salmon on cream cheese on crackers. It used to be a treat in our family, and we will occasionally make it whenever we have the supplies together. I would recommend it if anyone would want to try it.
Hey @Undersparked - The medicine you're talking about at 5:23 - isn't "versed" rhyming with "cursed" it is said "Ver- SAID" (ver rhymes w fur here). Just in case you ever have to talk to a doc or a nurse. :) IT does make us laugh when patients do that though. :)
The one my pharmacists and medical team seem to always get wrong is propranolol. Seems easy to me, but they always seem to say "po-pan-ah-nol". Close, but wrong. To me it's like people saying expresso. No, the coffee isn't in a rush, even if you are. 🤭 Also, dilauded is usually pronounced die-LAH-did.
@@GhostBear3067 my favorite are the PPIs for acid reflux. I intentionally mispronounce them and they sound like types of tacos. "Oh may prah zoh leh" for omperazole, etc. :)
When I got my wisdom teeth out I had a nightmare under the sedation, once I came to enough I jumped out of the chair and attempted to run away and the nurse and Dr had.to hold me down while someone went to get my parents. Another time the Dr. gave me meds before they did a nerve block and I kept telling my dad how awesome his purple eyes are. Most recently, I woke up not knowing where I was and couldn't see (because they didn't give me my glasses yet but they gave them to me right away and my vision was still blurry ) they wheeled me back to my husband and another nurse came in and asked me if I was ready for my surgery. She came to the wrong room, I was so confused and started freaking out. And was grumping that I still couldn't see and I needed my glasses. My husband told me I was wearing them and I thought for sure they changed my glasses prescription.
I came round from sedation while getting my wisdom teeth out. I distinctly remember pushing the doctor's fingers out of my mouth and saying "I just want to make sure you're taking the right teeth out. It's that one right at the very back, the weird looking one - NOT the one in front of it, I like that one. Just the back one." It went a little fuzzy after that 😅
I don't know if this counts since the patient wasn't human, but was rather my dog, but I do have one. So my dog, about to be 4, is a very anxious baby, who is also convinced she is a lapdog (she's a standard golden doodle and about 55 lbs). When we got her spayed, we stuck her in a Pride shirt that was a little too small for me (it had the word Human written in various LGBTQA+ flags) and gave her an inflatable collar to stop her from licking the stitches, so no cone of shame. For most of her first night, she spent curled up in her crate (we call it her room, and it's her safe space because no one can get to her in there and it has blankets all over the floor of it). However, while stoned out of her mind, something spooked her (can't remember if it were internal or external stimuli) and she bolted out of her crate, out of my room, and over to this big red chair my mom was in. My dog proceeds to climb into my mother's lap and loses complete control of her bowels. She is normally very good about potty training, getting it before she was 6 months, with only a couple bladder accidents when super excited, so this was not anything we expected at all. My mother had poop on her, down her shirt, even between the seat back and her back, it was every where. I actually still have a picture of my poor baby staring wide eyed at the camera while my mom is being squished under her teddy bear of a fur baby. Even funnier is that, our other dog at the time never learned potty training so regularly went inside, and Mom's partner stepped in some of the poop. He tried to complain to Mom about it (since that dog was definitely *her* dog), only to be met with a deadpan death glare before Mom stripped off her clothes to go take a shower. This is why we caution our vet on any meds that will make our poor girl loopy. She loves her monthly flea meds and daily allergy meds though. Acts like they're treats.
I'm a total movie geek, and I had a bad fall and broke my ankle and fibula. When I got done with my 1st surgery and was in recovery, I told my fiancee, "They can rebuild me. They have the technology." Apparently the nurses couldn't take it when they heard this. When I got my walking cast and stood on my foot for the first time in months, I stood up and said, "Mein Fuhrer, I can walk!" Thumbs up if you know what both these quotes are from!
I pretty much just said “I want my teeth back” because I forgot to tell them before I went under for wisdom teeth surgery. Didn’t get any loopyness other than feeling like someone just disturbed my sleep. Going under, I didn’t say anything as I was taking mental notes about the experience. They put me on laughing gas beforehand cause I was panicked about the needle.
So, after my C-section, I didn't wake up for 9 hours. As I was waking up, the nurse was laughing hysterically. I asked her what I said, but she just shook her head, wiping tears. A couple months later I had to have my gall bladder removed. The day before surgery my mom had made breakfast and asked me what I wanted. I said, 'pancakes'. So, cut to the next day when I'm walking up in my room. As I'm walking up I yelled 'Pancakes!' My mom was cracking up.
After brain surgery I couldn't open my eyes for a while, but right after I woke up and before anyone realised I couldn't move my eyelids I started stating random crimes various people committed during both world wars.
When I got my wisdom teeth removed, I went full under. One moment I was on the table, next moment I was in the wheelchair being brought to my mom's car. Before the surgery I turned off my phone. Of course, being a gen z, I pulled my phone out and turned it on first thing after getting buckled in. My first notification? An offer for a job position I had interviewed for the previous week, my first ever full time job. I was so excited I forgot to reply to it using my professional email, so the HR manager now knows what a stupid email address I use. Still there two years later, even with the company being bought out.
The sign language one reminded me of the time I got my wisdom teeth out. I tried to speak to the nurse/my mom and couldn't, so I tried to use finger spelling sign language but couldn't remember a single letter, and then tried to write, and my handwriting was completely illegible. I have no idea what I was trying to say, but perhaps it was for the best I couldn't communicate.
Two stories from me, the patient. 1) 3 Impacted Wisdom teeth removal. Took something to take the edge off an hour before the procedure and got very loopy while in line at Best Buy with my mom. Then I'm there for the surgery, the doctor administers the anesthesia and asks how my day was going. I say "Well, Bush..." Next thing I know, I'm waking up on the couch in my living room, alone, crying and asking for mom. My brother comes in from school and calls mom, who's in line at the Pharmacy for my meds (she was literally gone for 10 minutes xD) and I just kept crying "You left me you left me" over and over again. (According to her, I was able to walk from the car to the living room, and spoke to her that I was going to be okay while she went to grab my meds. I remember NONE of this...) 2) Rotator cuff repair. I'm in recovery and the nurse asks me how I'm doing. "Poop." I say. "Poop? Do you need to poo?" "Poop." "Hang on, let me get a pan-" "POOP." We got it situated just in time... but yeah, to anyone else in the recovery area... my bad.
I had an appendectomy yesterday and when coming off of my anesthesia I couldn't seem to use the right words for things and kept pronouncing things wrong. The nurse kept laughing at my attempts to talk. In a less funny way a lot of what I was saying was how much my stomach hurts and begging for painkillers. That was the first thing I noticed waking up, the hurt.
I had my first surgery last year (appendix removal after a stomach bug) I remember waking up and getting the attention of a nurse. She kept asking me how I was feeling but I'd just answer with wanting my mum and nothing else. (I'm Autistic and was anxious waking up in a different room with my mum not in it.) Don't know if I said it out loud but as I was being wheeled out I may have kept saying "wheeeeeeeee!" Real quiet. I don't remember what I had been saying on the car ride home I just remember my mum laughing. I was happy yet also extremely tired as I ate kfc mash potatoes and Mac n cheese. I belive I was also one of the first patients to have the surgery done by a special robot controlled by a doctor in that hospital. Tho now I'm a bit self conscious about my surgery scars.
Now, I’ve had anesthesia for minor surgery and several routine procedures so my medical staff knows I don’t have the best track record with anesthesia, as I either can’t go deep enough under or go under fine but take forever to wake up again. Just had my first major surgery in January. Was supposed to be under for about 2 hrs. I went under easy and quicker than they anticipated. But it took me double the time to wake up. And apparently I woke up crying, thrashing around, and screaming “I can’t handle this! It hurts so much! I normally have a really high pain tolerance but I can’t handle this! It’s too much! Please, it’s too much!” Apparently I was alert enough to remember this and the fact that my recovery nurses were arguing with each other about my screaming. Between saying my name and trying to get me to open my eyes, they had the following exchange with each other: N1- She’s been screaming this for over an hr. I don’t know what to do. N2- give her (drug name) N1- I’ve given her everything they told me too and nothing is phasing her. We can’t let her leave recovery like this. N2- high drug tolerance as well as a high pain tolerance apparently.. N1- actually no. She’s never had pain killers in her life. Liver. I have no idea why they aren’t working. N2- We have to call (my surgeon). N1- (assuming she’s on the phone to my surgeon) Yes, I’ve given her that. And that. Yep that too. Over an hour. Not alert enough to engage with us. Still closed. You’ll have to sign off on that. Okay. I guess the pain was too much at that point because I don’t remember the rest of the exchange. Don’t remember getting more drugs. I do remember waking up as I was being wheeled out of recovery and down the hospital hallway. I was fully awake and alert. I sat up and asked the nurses if I could use the restroom and they wheeled the bed to the bathroom. A male nurse helped me out of the bed and into the bathroom and asked if I needed assistance. I said no so he walked outside while I emptied my bladder. Once I was back in the hallway, he helped me back into the bed and said he was shocked how steady I was on my feet. Apparently I should have been very off-balance. As they wheeled me into my hospital room, he told me that I was the most coherent heavily drugged patient he’d ever seen. Apparently I acted like I didn’t have any drugs in my system at all. So how long was I unconscious/screaming? My surgery started shortly after 8am and I was in recovery by 10am. I was finally brought into my hospital room fully alert about 3pm. It took them 5hrs to get my pain under control and for me to wake up. Despite being heavily drugged out of my mind, I was completely my normal self the rest of the day. I even made rapid progress, ticking off all the after-surgery recovery goals like I’d never even had surgery.
I had my tubes removed a couple years ago. I kept slipping in and out of consiousness, but when i was awake, it was really difficult to gather the energy to talk, so I mostly stayed quiet. That is until one nurse mentioned a nail polish company that was a known multi-level marketing scheme. I felt it was extremely important to warn her about that company, so i mustered up the energy to slowly say "That company...is...an mlm." "Oh, like a pyramid scheme?" "Yeah." "Ah, yeah, those suck." The nurse probably didn't think much of that conversation, but i still find it funny.
“A collapsed lung isn’t as bad as it sounds” excuse me having an internal organ collapse is just about as painful as it sounds. Also to now found out I wasn’t fully sedated 😮
I forgot how to breathe. like I couldn't feel my diaphragm, couldn't feel the air going in and out, so I panicked and thought I was in space or something. I actually remember parts of the surgery (emergency appendectomy). no pain, just remember feeling like there was a bunch of people around me, and everything was cold, then someone pulled on my stomach from different angles, leaving it stretched, a tugging sensation. also said to my mom after surgery that I became a balloon and laughed a lot, followed immediately by hyperventilating and whispering that I couldn't breathe. then going right back to trying to move my toes and laughing at how they felt like huge balloons instead of fingers.
After I woke up from a surgery to remove a plate and screw set from my ankle since the wound refused to close. So I wake up with the nurses reassuring me didn’t have a seizure. So I’m guess I was freak out thinking I’d had one: I have epilepsy. I hope I didn’t try to fight anyone or something.
I had surgery on both of my big toes one separate occasions, I can't tell apart which was which, but I was knocked out completely both times. That was because I was used to still feel stuff when only local anesthesia was used. After I woke up I vaguely remember just staring at the ceiling waiting for a nurse in sight, i then told her i was thirsty and hungry. She then told me my mother had brought me stuff while I was under. It was just a 0.5l bottle of carbonated apple juice(?) and an already cold grilled pork-cheese-bread thing, but I am telling you that was the best food I have ever eaten. I demolished both of those things in only a few minutes. I also needed help finding my glasses. Later when my mom came she told me, when I had been given the anesthesia I had been continually asking the doctor what they were doing until I passed out. lmao
I had some baby teeth removed because they didn't come out on their own and the adult teeth grew in right behind them. I was on laughing gas and at some point, I just yelled, "I'm flying!". My body was going sort of numb, so I felt like I was floating, and I said it so loudly because I couldn't hear myself very well.
For the longest time I thought I've never been asleep by anesthesia, but apparently I kind of was during my birth. My mom wanted to follow her pregnancy with me with a private institution, and she told me that, because the doctor wanted to go on a vacation, they forced my birth a week earlier (it was the late 80's). So they did a caesarean section on her, and for that they gave her anesthesia. The thing is, the operation had some complications, and according to my father, one of the doctors started screaming "hurry up!! The anesthesia is reaching the baby!!" (me). It seems I was half asleep when they took me out of the womb, and lucky for me I quickly gasped for air instead of completely falling asleep. My mom had a difficult time waking up, because as she was falling asleep, one of the nurses put a cloth over her face, and when she was waking up she thought she was suffocating and had a panic attack. All in all, I hope that doctor had a good vacation, because I've been cursing his ass for almost 37 years.
The first time I had general anasthisa to get some impacted teeth when I was 15 years old I woke up screaming for cornflakes even though I had a suction in my mouth to get the blood out! And another time when I was coming round I thought the doctor was my cousin and pulled at his jacket asking him when did he start practicing medicine, his reply was 25 years ago! Px
One of my college housemates had her wisdom teeth extracted. Coming out of the anesthetic, she was still half under. She’d had a dream that Jesus had returned. Looking at the oral surgeon, she mumbled, “He didn’t take you, either!”
I have one I was getting a procedure done in which I would have to giving powerful meds to keep me calm and sleepy and they said that the medication could give me weird dreams so I told them that a few days before I had a dream where I was in the Planet of the Apes telling them as they give me said medication I don't need these meds to have weird dreams as I started to feel drowsy one of the doctors said "I now want to wake her up with a monkey mask." with me still being awake enough to hear that I reply "If you do that I'll sue for emotional damage.". I'm glad that doctor had a sense of twisted humor.
I imagine asking for food is fairly common, especially since before surgery you often have to abstain from eating. I know when I first woke up after my gallbladder removed, when asked how I was feeling my reply was "Hungry"
I had my final gallbladder attack that started on Feb. 13th around 8pm and continued through Feb 14. The pain was relentless, and my husband took me to the hospital when he saw how bloated my stomach was. They did an ultrasound that showed up gallstones. After more testing I was admitted. They operated on me the next night. They said that when they told me I had had the surgery I told them,"Yeah, yeah. Enough already."
I’ve always been told that coming out of oral surgery, you may cry as an effect of the anaesthesia. But when I got my wisdom tooth out (only ever had one to remove, but that was partly due to my other three oral surgeries for cysts) I couldn’t stop giggling. The staff all looked so pleased about it and I was weirdly proud. Kinda funny too because I’ve always been something of a contrarian and too much of a pessimist. When my son got his out, he had too much gauze in his mouth to say anything, but he did use his phone to text, “Where are my glasses?” He was wearing them.
Everytime i come out of anesthesia, i revert to a child mindset and cry for my dad. My youngest brother was with me at one of them, and he was laughing his butt off and talking to dad over the phone. I kept calling my dad "daddy." I hate that word so much and i cringed. Like i didnt use it sexualy cause i was reffering to my actual dad, but ugh.
I have a couple personal stories, but they're quite tame. After my colonoscopy/endoscopy procedure I remember getting really excited about getting graham crackers and apple juice. I hadn't had either in years and they were super appealing at the time. I was very thankful for cranberry juice and excited upon peeing after a minor surgery a few yrs ago as I couldn't leave until I did, lol. 😅 The nurse had to hunt for a cranberry juice as it's not a popular flavor, and they didn't typically stock it. She found one and I remember thanking her a bunch. Doesn't take much to make me happy, I guess. 😂 After a different surgery I asked for a backscratch as the meds made me itchy af and neither of my arms were free. The nurse recognized my name as we had been neighbors when I was a kid. She laughed at the question but obliged as a "favor for a former neighbor." She also kindly turned the lights out as my head hurt, it was just us there, and she could see the monitors fine by the safety lights. I didn't ask her to do that, but it was nice. I don't think I ever said or did anything particularly funny beyond that unfortunately, lol. My family members all seem to handle anesthesia pretty well. 🤷🏼♀️
Not a nurse but a patient: Last year, I had surgery to remove a growth (squamous cell carcinoma, yay) from the top of my head. I remember the anesthesiologist saying they were going to take care of me real good. And the next thing I remember is being held down by several nurses while being rolled down the hallway. I was trying to fight them off. In my mind, they kept knocking all the ducks I had created in my Excel spreadsheet, and the poor duckies just couldn't get a break. In reality, I was suffocating. I guess however they had placed me on the gurney post-op (trying to keep my head vertical to keep pressure off the 4" graft on top of my head) cut off my airway. When I came too enough, I stopped struggling enough they relaxed their grip. I moved just enough to be able to get a little breathing going. I told the post-op nurse monitoring me what happened so they would at least know. She said not to worry about it (the violent response, no comment on the not being able to breathe bit), that it happened every day.
I had skin cancer removed from my face, and whatever they gave me was the best stuff ever! As the doctor described it, it doesn't make you sleep, it just makes you not care about anything. So, during the procedure, while they were waiting for lab results to come back, Ithe surgeon is talking about where he's going for lunch, and the directions he had to get there. I realized his directions were wrong, so, lying there with part of my upper cheek gaping wide open, I corrected him and gave him the right directions. And I wasn't even unconscious - i remember the whole thing - just in a beautifully not caring state.
generally after i wake up from amnesia i start flirting with the nurses calling them pretty and how much i like them 😭😭 but after my wisdom teeth i cried to my mom how much i love this k-pop idol exy and how much i love her 😅😅
If that’s the extent of your celebrity crushes it could’ve been worse. I’m just thankful to not have crushed on the likes of Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera or any turn of the century celebs when I was younger.
i’ve had to go under for three different procedures and the first two times i came out relatively okay (wisdom teeth - i started asking if i could have the extracted teeth and i got really sad when they told me they tossed them already) but the third time,,, dear lord that third time. i have no idea what they put me on that was different but i felt like i had absolutely no anxiety and when the nurse wrapped me up in a blanket i just yelled “i’m the phantom of the opera!” and started humming music of the night while rocking back and forth by a window 😂😭
When I was 17, I had 3 brain surgeries over the course of a few months to remove a very involved and serious brain tumor. Well, after my first and rather unsuccessful brain surgery, I was in the ICU with my grandmother by my side and meeting this doctor. He, very seriously, was discussing the possibility of my tumor being malignant meaning cancer and that we need to wait for pathology. I spoke, still coming out of it and on pain meds, said 🥴 “I understand you’re a doctor but I disagree with you. I do not think my body would do this to me and give me cancer, it’s just not something I could do to myself. I respect your opinion but I don’t agree.” He was fighting so hard to hold back his laughter while my grandmother was laughing to herself. I turned to her and said, “excuse me, this is a very serious moment. I don’t understand what you find so funny stop laughing!!” Which made them laugh even more before I turned back to my to be oncologist, reiterating why I didn’t feel I had cancer. Almost 10 years later and cancer free and it still cracks us up 😂
I had three kidney stone surgeries last year. Stent and two lithotripsies. I found out when fully awake that I had attacked the surgery nurse. The next two surgeries they gave me some “calming medication” before going into the operating room.
When I got my wisdom teeth yanked, I apparently was VERY grateful to the dental nurses and kept saying, “Thank you, THANK you,” all while almost completely bowing to them. My mom, who was driving me home, said they were very amused
The throat problem that story 22 is referring to is likely Eosinophilic esophagitis, and is generally considered an immune disease rather then a simple allergy.
Not nurse and not anesthesia but during my service as EMT my fire brigade has an ambulance station further up in the mountains, so we basically have one "base" station and an "extra station", and have to take rotation on manning the ambulance station. I encountered a car-scooter accident during one such rotation trip to relieve the guys up there who has been there for days, and the scooter guy was... worse than these "coming out of anesthesia" people. He was obviously hit in the head and keep asking the following three questions for like 40 full rotations during our trip to hospital: 1. where were I going before the accident? 2. what day is today? 3. where (what hospital) are we going to now? Strangely this guy had perfect memory about the fact that he had an accident and perfect memory about anything long-term such as who he wa, where he worked and his friend's telephone number. I guess his problem was at least completely limited to short-term memory (but obviously not short enough to the point of forgetting the accident itself). My driver (the "actual" firefighter) and I didn't talk a thing about him, we knew shit were real for him. And 10 years on I can only wish he eventually recovered.
when i was waking from wisdom teeth surgery (i was fully put under) i thought i had sheep in my mouth and was very worried about it. i had gauze in my mouth.
I had a colonoscopy a couple years ago. I felt so refreshed when I woke up. I said, "Could y'all come to my house and do that every night?" I meant the putting me to sleep part. Everyone busted out laughing. Then I realized what that sounded like and laughed, too.
I don't think I said anything silly coming out of anesthesia myself. Except when I had my wisdom teeth removed and instead of answering questions I drooled blood all over myself. I did have a really funny reaction to the pain meds when I had my first kidney stone. I wasn't moving from the ball I had curled myself into for an MRI so my nurse mom made them give me something for pain and it was wonderful. My face turned bright red and the ceiling started to melt. I then exclaimed to the nurses that I clearly didn't do drugs because I felt great. I also had a fun wheelchair ride to the MRI room.
I was disappointed how i woke up from wisdom teeth removal...i was hoping my mom could film some hilarious footage like the video David after the Dentist. Turns out i woke up just weeping and balling my eyes out. A sweet nurse lady was stroking my head to comfort me. I couldn't talk yet but in my head i was completely unemotional and wondering why this lady was stroking my head and wiping stuff off of my face (turns out they were my tears). Surreal experience but even though i was weirded out by the nurse's affection I didn't want to be rude and just let her lol😅
the day I got my wisdom teeth removed when I woke up I wanted to just leave so I got up and then realized that my legs felt funny and I couldn't walk well so I sat on the floor and refused to move till my mom helped me up and brought me to the car. That was also the day I found out that I love citrons.
Patiently waiting for my own anaesthesia story as with my luck, I'm bound to get one someday. For now though, all I've got is just reacting interestingly to what I think was supposed to be local anaesthetic because I was six and had a head wound that needed stitching (fell off a ladder onto another--not a long story, but a wild one to ponder!), and it was just supposed to numb things and chill me out whilst they closed my head up. I went right fully under and didn't wake up for an hour (by Mum's recalling, in any case) and I couldn't walk straight for the rest of the day. You know, thinking on it, I probably had a concussion. If the remaining dent in my head fourteen odd years later suggests anything, in any case. But according to Mum it wasn't mentioned, so I guess we'll find out when the day finally comes that I have to go in for surgery :P
I still remember the look on the doctor's face halfway through when I opened my eyes. His were the widest I've ever seen, heard "They're waking up AGAIN, we're going with double" and then my brain came back the second time walking to the car. Was told I was super quiet though and everyone was a bit worried
i never say anything weird or overly revealing (Thank god), when I was 16 i had to get emergency surgery and apparently the first thing i said to my nurse was “Please tell the surgeon thank you”, then i fell asleep before i was fully wheeled into my hospital room.
My middle brother (I’m the oldest of 3 boys) had surgery at age 8 cause he had a hernia. Initially coming out of the surgery, they let him play the Duck 🦆 Hunter on the original Nintendo gaming system. After then getting the okay to take him home, my parents heard him say “Ginger better not be laughing at me like that Dog on Duck Hunter. It was my first time playing the game” (Ginger was our dog {a full sized Chow}). When he got inside the house, he had no memory of having said then and snuggled up with her until he went back to sleep.
Not sure it counts but when my fiancé (then bf) had to be drugged to relocate his shoulder they made me leave the room. they warned me he wouldn’t make sense when he came to, and I could tell they were concerned he would say things that were bad or not true. When it was done and I came back in the room, his eyes lit up and he excitedly exclaimed “hi! I love you” with the biggest smile on his face. The doctors and nurse were all like “awww”. I have the most earnest partner and I love him.
not me, but as the patient, the doc doing my wisdom teeth extractions. _a little backstory... two things i didn't know at the time and neither did the surgical team... i'm a natural dark ginger when out of the sun. at the time, i had my hair dyed teal. second thing is i had a health condition that apparently ate through any drugs put into my systems... something to do with either my heart and/or my having untreated diabetes._ when i was in the middle of a really nasty operation to have four impacted wisdom teeth removed, i woke up to hearing the dude working on me swearing, "oh sh*t That's not supposed to happen...!" after which i nearly aspirated on my own hurf. i had Not eaten before the operation; (as i was instructed) i was throwing up stomache acid. one of many times i nearly had my ticket punched. [shakes head] i'm doing a bit better now that i have various things nailed down and under treatment. ^^;;
Worked in a GI clinic and they put patients tonsleep for colonoscopy and endoscopy. So one patient just finished his endoscopy we trying to wake him up. Beds are pilling (small clinic) we use salts and all the tricks possible to wake tge pt up. Nothing worked until..... his phone rang and he shot up. We bursted laughing. He looked confused and we explained what happened and he too starts laughing. Not the providers though they were pissed lol
Wasn't under anesthesia, but I have great autopilot. Like i can carry on full conversations, sitting up and eyes wide open and be completely asleep and unaware of anything happening... So apparently it was on the fritz a couple xmas's ago cuz when my boss texted me meery Xmas at 8am Xmas day, my autopilot replied "happy birthday" and I didn't know about it until 4pm 😂
When my appendix was removed I was supposed to lie flat on my bed afterwards but I couldn't as I was really uncomfortable with it. While I was waking up I screamed for a pillow until they put one under my head. I was barely 6, so I don't really feel too bad for it.
I’ve had some really crappy mental health issues, and I’ve had ECT (Electroconvulsive Therapy). Well, once I asked the nurse for my phone- she gave it to me and I took a selfie and gave it back to her. Funny enough. BUT my next treatment 2 days later I DID THE EXACT SAME DAMN THING! I still have those 2 selfies! 😂 I also started to sing Spice Girls songs when I had my wisdom teeth out. I’m a nurse now and I had a kid (a two year old) come out of anaesthetic and started counting to 10 in German. The kids mum was so shocked as the kid had never spoken to someone who knew German, or had never watched any videos (they lived on a rural property on the QLD/ NSW border, and the parents didn’t let the kids have access to youtube or tv without them) so it was baffling the kid knew how to count in that language. I speak a little German, so wanted to test if the kid knew anymore German. I asked the kid really basic sentences like “Do you have a pet cat or dog”? “What is your name”? and “How are you”? The kid then said to their mum “this lady is talking like a baby”. To this day, still have no idea how that kid knew to count in German. 😂
I've had surgery (and anesthesia) a couple times. I'm boring, I make sense. On the occasion of my appendectomy (twelve years old) I came out of the effects, and realized I had to upchuck RIGHT NOW! I gabbed a bed pan off the elevated tray that could swing about and eliminated between four ounces and six gallons (I don't remember everything) and put the bed pan back on the 'table thing', Later, I woke up properly, the nurse checked on me and asked if I had thrown up. I recalled it and told her I did. She then said,, "You didn't get a drop on yourself or the bed", shock her head to herself and went out to other duties.
When I came out of anesthesia I was pretty conscious but my vision was very blurry for a bit. I remember finding it annoying because rubbing my eyes didn't help. I then had the urge to puke and said I was going to throw up and I thanked the nurse who gave me the barf bag. She found it funny I was conscious enough to thank her before vomiting.
I recently had surgery to get some endometriosis out of my body. And when I was coming out, I started crying and screaming for my mama, and started shaking, and then I got covered by warm blankets, was wheeled back to my room, after the recovery nurse fed me a blue slushy. I had the blood pressure cuff on my left arm, and I asked my mom “what is this?” She said “it’s checking your blood pressure.” I only heard pressure, and then said “This isn’t David Bowie and Queen performing under pressure!” Then I called the pressure cuff a bastard, and called my abusive ex a bitch.
i had a surgery on my stomach years ago. When i woke up afterwards still heavily under anesthesia meds the nurse handed me a button, she told me press the button if it hurts. well it hurt so i pressed the button, instant dry heaving, which made it hurt.... so i pushed the button. after 3 button hits my mom (who is also a nurse) got the button away from me and called the staff for a different pain medication. i still laugh sharing this story
When I was a little girl, I had to get some of my baby teeth pulled, and I remember lying down and the dentist showing me the laughing gas thing that goes over your nose. He was trying to make me less scared, and he said that it was a piggy nose, and he oinked at me while showing it to me. I remember lying there and thinking, _I'm not that little. I know it's laughing gas. At least he's being nice._ I at the time had all the seriousness of a noire movie detective. Yet, once I had the laughing gas, cut to me asking the dentist if I could have cake, and Thanksgiving turkey, because this took place in November not long before both my Birthday and Thanksgiving. He said yes, and that I would be better by Thanksgiving, and so I started chanting "Tuuurkey! Tuuurkey! Tuuurkey!" with the tools still in my mouth. It sounded more like "Uuurkey! Uuurkey!"
