Asklemmy

I recently had that one medical procedure that no one likes to talk about. They had to put the IV in the webbing between my right ring finger and pinkie, because I was so dehydrated that they couldn't hit a vein anywhere else. That was by far the worst part.

Once they were set up, they wheeled me into the OR, I chatted with a nurse for a minute or two, thought about commenting on the music, and then I woke up in my original hospital room with my girlfriend. It only took me a couple minutes and a cup of water to feel normal again. My girlfriend was very disappointed.

Then, we just got discharged, and I walked out, no problem. I actually went to get labs done that I needed for a different doctor. About an hour after I woke up, I felt a bit shaky, but that was it. It's was the least intrusive thing ever. It felt like I just skipped part of the day and then continued as normal

It was like nothing for me. They shot the anesthetic into my IV line, took me down to the operating room, and the last thing I remember is the doctor leaning over me and asking "You doin' ok?" and then the universe stopped. I don't even remember closing my eyes. Next thought was "Why is it dark? Oh...eyes closed..." and opening my eyes on the recovery room and fumbling with the oxygen line they had me on.

I was kind of disappointed they didn't make me count backwards like you see on TV. Just one minute I was laying on a table with a squishy pad under me, the next I was groggily waking up with an oxygen canula up my nose.

My experience fainting was much more interesting. Woke up in the early morning with my leg hurting. I had a roommate who heard me moving around and said that I probably had a charly horse. Her recommendation was to stand up and slowly press down on my leg until it released. I did. Then I slowly became aware that the light in the room had changed. Then that I was very cold. And then that I was laying down. Apparently I straight up passed out for ten minutes from the pain. Fortunately I didn't hit my head on the way down but my roommate was very concerned and immediately gave me a glass of water because according to her, she'd only ever seen someone faint from heat exhaustion and they needed water.

A few times during my childhood. The thing I hated the most was the lingering smell of the gaseous anesthetic. In subsequent surgical procedures, I requested an ivy approach to the delivery of the anesthetic.

U thrown up, a lot.

i cant remember i was like 2