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It would be good to hear if anyone else has had this operation done or had general anesthesia, and what there experiences of it were?
I've had general anaesthesia and my experience of it the anaesthetic itself was that there was no experience. One instant I was on a bed in a room with some doors that I presume led to the operating room, the next instant I was in a different bed in a different place at a different time. No experience at all. No sensation of time passing. Nothing. In terms of experience, it was as though I'd been instantly teleported through space and time.
Beforehand, I'd done some reading on anaesthesia because I like to understand things. I had no idea before then how advanced a speciality it is. About 15 years studying and training required. That was reassuring.
Checking in was as you'd expect - charming hospital wear (that lovely open gown thing), lots of checking medical notes and cross-checking with you (I was asked by 4 people about possible allergies) and waiting.
Being wheeled to the operating room was like TV programs - down corridors on your back with the lights on the ceiling going past. For some reason, I wasn't expecting it to actually be like that.
The anaesthesia was extremely efficient. Comfortably reassuring anaesthetist. I genuinely didn't even feel them inserting the needle into the back of my hand (I was looking away because seeing needles going into me makes me want to run away). They told me that when they injected the anaesthetic I might or might not feel a sensation of cold in my arm and either way was fine, then they asked if it was OK to put the anaesthetic in now...and then I woke up somewhere and somewhen else. Forget the counting backwards from 10 thing. I wouldn't have made it to 8. A couple of seconds at most.
Coming out of the anaesthetic, I was well off my head. Absolutely super fabulousness in abundance. Someone, presumably a nurse, came over as soon as I was conscious to ask me if I was all right. I grinned and giggled. I might have drooled. Her question was the funniest and most wonderful thing that had ever happened in the history of the universe and so was everything else. I found out later that they'd given me morphine because the operation was one that would result in significant post-operative pain. I react very well indeed to opiates.
Some time later, when I was more together, I had the best food I've ever tasted. I'm sure that was due to not haven eaten for too long. Objectively, the food was probably as good as can be expected from large scale cooking to a budget.
Then I checked myself out rather than staying overnight. I was in a fair bit of pain later, when the drugs wore off. I probably should have stayed in overnight, as I was advised to do.
But all in all, it was a pretty good experience other than the period of not eating or drinking beforehand.