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 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.
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
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.
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.
They counted for me, it went like this:
- Nurse: 10
- Nurse: 9
- Nurse: 8
- me feeling extremely off and thinking that something is wrong
- Me: Something…
- …
- me waking up in the recovery room.
I will never sleep again!
Name checks out
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…
They use violins on that album but I don’t think pan flutes. Not on that song anyway
It’s the name of their 2nd album.
Hahaha, well played sir, well played
So glad my surgery a while ago was music free, this should be standard.
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.
Hootie, for one.
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.
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.
Sometimes, when i fall asleep while doing something, i wake up dazed, confused and without any idea of how long I’ve slept or what i was doing
I have to reconstruct a timeline of the day based off clocks and memories
Is that what anaesthesia is like
I mean, it’s not far off it. It’s like, a similar thing, but on a whole other scale.
Like when you doze off real fkin tired, you might wake up and have a bit of trouble with time. But with anaesthesia, you know you haven’t just got trouble with remembering where you were or when, but someone’s just gone in and taken a huge chunk out.
When you’re dozed off and confused, it’s closer to being black-out drunk. You sort of may have memories about the time, just needs the right trigger. Like someone saying a fun thing that happen ed which you recall, or when dozing off, you remember having heard the credits of a show you know that airs at a certain time.
Like as in, you’re just really uncertain. With anaesthesia, you’re certain you don’t know what the fuck happened.
It’s like the difference between being an agnostic and an atheist. One is really sure and one’s very much on the edge.
But it definitely depends on what kind of anaesthesia. There’s light, heavier and full-on. I’m sure an anaesthetist could classify them better, but basically one is slight sedation, then heavy sedation/light anaesthesia and then “proper” anaesthesia. The first would be something like perhaps a benzo (valium, diapam etc) or some laughing gas through your nose. Second is like ketamine/fentanyl or other somewhat fast acting substances. And third is just proper knockout byebye and that’s propofol. That’s what Michael Jackson died of. And if he had to take that to sleep…? I mean I can see the appeal, it’s like an off-button for the brain, but I don’t believe you really get rest while in a state like that, not the way we need.
“In cryo, you don’t dream at all. Feels more like a fifth of tequila and an ass-kicking.”
That’s a bit dramatic but I just rewatched the Avatars and popped into my head
Propofol is the one which knocks your light right out, the medium tier with ketamine/opiates is the one which makes people all weird and giddy. (Which is sort of weird to see from Europe that Americans use for dentistry. I mean I would take it, Finnish docs would just never do that, because anaesthesia has risks and pain and trauma apparently doesn’t.)
So to answer your question… sort of? Like in the way that a tsunami is sort of like the wave you make in a puddle. But you know, different scales…
Propofol felt like the best nap ever for me, never woken up more refreshed in my life. I 200% understand why Jackson did it.
Yeah it can be relaxing, especially if you’ve slept really poorly, but on a long term basis any drug that strong will have side effects of one sort of another.
Death being one of the rarer ones. Bad luck, Jacko.
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?
Speaking of clones there’s a super-good clone movie everyone needs to check out called Moon. A miner arrives for his 3 year contract to work alone on a moon base, waking up from cryosleep upon arrival. He goes out and while mining finds a crashed mining machine just like the one he’s driving, and searching the wreckage finds an exact clone of him just barely alive. He brings the clone back to base, just for the clone to reveal he’s been there for almost three years already so the other must be the clone! Anyways highly recommend, and your comment made it pop into my head
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!
That was my experience too for my few previous surgeries, but the one last year, I dreamed while I was “out”, really unexpected.
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.
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 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 expressget 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.
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.
anesthetically pleasing, no?
They asked me “how are you feeling? Sleepy?”
“Yeah, I’m ok but … Whoops there I go”
And I was out.
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.
The grindy things are like white noise but more tinittus-y 😜
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.
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.
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.
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