Chatty while under anesthesia

I had a colonoscopy when I turned 50. I had to drink all that horrible stuff and was a little concerned that I might actually need to use my diaper before or after the medical event. Nothing like that happened, but something was a little unusual as I came to (they put me completely out - or so I thought). I did not know that they gave me some knockout drug that lets the recipient talk and respond normally and yet remember NOTHING.

The reason I noticed anything at all was that one of the nurses involved was standing around when I came back to what I thought was conciousness. She directed me to go get my clothes where I had put them and get dressed. Only thing was, she came along and "helped" get my clothes out of the bad I had put them in. I'm a guy and normally wouldn't mind this. However, one of my items was an Abena diaper. She acted nonchalant about it but there was a little ironic smirk on her face. I couldn't quite make sense of it. I later found out that the doc gives something like sodium pentothal(?). Regardless what it was, it usually makes the patient pretty chatty but the patient never remembers talking or even being concious. So now I'm pretty sure I must have talked about how much I love wearing diapers! Sooooo embarassing, after the fact. I wonder what I said.

I know how you feel. I'm pretty sure that when I went under surgery, I talked about my love of enemas and maybe even asked if they'd give me one. I remember my last thoughts before the drugs took over were of enemas. God only knows what I said. I don't know about you, but I feel violated when doctors and nurses have access to my body and mind while I'm either asleep or under conscious sedation. It's just so wrong.

It's not wrong, you're just embarrassed because you're a pervert (like the rest of us), have something to hide and you don't know if you spilled the beans. 😁 😁 😁 😁

I spoke under, or half under sedation once that I know of for sure. I don't remember it, but there were two doctors in the room doing the surgery and the same two when I woke up, both confirmed what I had said. 3 things. Apparently I looked the one doctor in the face and said.....

1)I want to have sex with you. But apparently I didn't exactly word it that way, or as ladylike....grrrrr

2) He had a little paunch belly so I apparently lectured him about men who carry their weight around the middle have a higher rate of stroke. Yeah, me a nurse telling a doctor that, lol. The nerve of myself, lol.

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3) He told me he was going to put me on an antibiotic to which I promptly told him I didn't want pills because I can't ever remember to take them so just give me a shot.

So he did, hehehe. I guess even under or half under sedation once a perve, always a perve. lol.

You are so right, Susie. LOL Guilty conscious, I guess. Too many naughty things in my head to have others discover.

You know, my mom had a procedure done, which required conscious sedation and she was stoned out of her gourd. When they asked who my father was, she joked that it was her boyfriend and hoped her husband wouldn't find out. When dad nagged her about something, she stuck her tongue out at him. She was so cute. She really should take Valium more often.

I saw her tipsy only once in my life. It was on New Year's Eve in the 1980s or 90s. She and my dad went to an Eddie Miles Elvis tribute concert at a local hotel and danced the night away. I was living with them at the time (might have still been in high school) so when they arrived in the early a.m., she was quite giggly and dad had to help her walk to their bedroom. God knows what kind of fun they had that night. My parents still rock. He takes Cialis and she goes through a vat of K-Y Warming Gel every month. I walked in on them once a couple years ago. It's just as traumatic at forty years old as it is when you're four. But more power to them. I hope they go out that way together.

My mom had to have her head operated on after she accidentally stabbed herself with an old boning knife she'd been using to cut chicken. They must have given her some good stuff because after it was over and she was banaged and ready to go, she asked when the doctor was going to do the surgery. She didn't remember having it. Sedation can be bliss.

When my boyfriend was receiving Gamma Knife Radiosurgery for his brain tumor, he was given liquid Valium and maybe other drugs which made him tired but at times, entertaining. He had to have a titanium face mask bolted to his head so they needed him out enough to do that and kept him sedated most of the day. After it was over, they gave him a Polaroid photo of him with the face plate on - I don't know why, and a graphic t-shirt saying something like "I survived a brain tumor with Gamma Knife Radiosurgery.at Markay Center at the University of Kentucky. When they showed it to Jim, he said, "Do you mean to tell me I drove 2 hours to get here so you could screw bolts in my head and all I get is this lousy t-shirt?"

They had given him a Percocet after the procedure and he was shaky and weak so I helped him to the bathroom to dress. He said, "Here." and handed me the pill. He said he held it in his cheek so he could take it later after the other meds left his system and he was in real pain. I was shocked because I didn't know he would try "prison tricks" like that. Since I wasn't familiar with driving around Lexington, while he was still completely stoned on Valium, he tried to direct me which way to turn. He was so out of it and I ended up in some kind of parade at the University. I fed him cheese and crackers to shut him up so I could drive and find my own way around.

I have no idea the kind of stuff I've said while goofy on pain meds. I get real chatty when I take them so it can get real interesting for my friends.

With all the releases and paperwork they make patients sign in the hospital, patients should have their doctors, nurses and anesthetists sign forms stating that anything said under sedation stays between them and is never told to another living soul. It's only fair.

~ Dianne

Mashie, I thinks that's a great story!

I can't say I've had a similar experience because I have never been under except when I was in college and had my wisdom teeth out. I hate the feeling of the anesthesia and its after effects. Even when I was giving birth, they promised me an epidural, but they always say you need to be dilated more before the epidural, then they wait and wait while we writhe in pain and then they check you again and tell you it's too late to give the epidural. The lying bastards! That happened to everyone I know. They do that on purpose.