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@GillyJ and @Hi_iaka
I love it too, both receiving and watching.
I've had 26 surgeries and dozens of procedures requiring significant sedation or being put completely under with general sedation.
I love the process of being put under. I love trying to resist the pull of unconsciousness as I try to stay awake as long as possible. I love seeing videos or movies when people's eyes start glazing over and finally closing as they succumb to the anesthesia.
And @GillyJ, I know you enjoy stories of this nature so here goes . . .
One time, when I was going to have a tooth extracted, the endodontist planned to use IV sedation with fentanyl and versed to put me out. I asked the assistant to use my phone to videotape me going under just so I could see it later—yeah, I like seeing that kinda stuff.
In the movies, they used to say, “Count backwards from 100.” By the number 98, the patient was slurring, and by 95 they were out. So I started counting backwards as the dentist pressed the plunger and pretty much followed the movie script and was out by the count of 95.
I had a new idea two years later, when I needed another tooth extracted (yes, another tooth—everyone in my family was cursed with bad genes for teeth).
Rather than count backwards from 100, I wanted to talk until the medicine pulled me under. The doc said okay, so the assistant started filming as the dentist injected the loopy-inducing cocktail into my IV line, and I started talking and did not stop. I concentrated so I could keep talking and I did keep talking, so much so and for so long (over a full minute) that the dentist finally said, “Okay, okay, we need to get this surgery going. Why don’t you just relax and let the medicine do its job.”
And I felt like saying, “Hey, doc, I’m paying you $789 for this IV sedation and it probably costs you less than $50 for the fentanyl, the versed, and the IV, and so, give me a couple of minutes to enjoy it before it takes over my brain and body. You can afford to give me 90 seconds to do my little experiment about concentrating and talking overcoming the effects of fentanyl and the versed.”
But by the time I paused to listen to his two sentences, the IV started to do its job, and I was so easy going by then that I didn’t feel like arguing so I stopped talking and relaxed and was out pretty quick. The assistant stopped her job as a filmmaker once I was completely out and I can only assume she started her other job assisting the dentist.
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