Today i'm facing my biggest fear!

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Only had surgery once and I was the most relaxed I've ever been when I came around :D it's amazing how you feel drunk within about 3 seconds of the anaesthetic going in and before you know it, it's over and you're waking up!
 
I love General Anaesthetic, the feeling of slowly waking up, pumped full of morphine and being all warm and fuzzy is my favourite feeling ever!

Thank god i've got a smidgen of self control or i'd be an opiate addict way too easily :cry:
I can +1 this. i had a knee operation a good few years ago and was put under. The feeling when i was coming around was truly something else.

Good luck OP, am sure you will be fine but that does not stop it being v stressful.
 
I had some major surgery some years ago. It was the type that you automatically spent a week in ICU after.

I was absolutely fit as a fiddle going into the hospital the evening before. This was surgery that was required, but the reason for it was not impacting on me at the time at all. To make sure that it didn't get cancelled due to no ICU bed, my surgeon (who was pretty senior to be able to do so) arranged for me to actually spend the night before in there. I guess I was an early bed-blocker ! As they started to move me from admission to the ICU, I offered to help push the bed.

I was told I was one of the very few instances they remember where the patient wheeled their own bed into ICU.

The morning of the surgery, (as per the OP) I as bricking it a bit, as I recall the % was something like 2% of people who have the surgery never get out of hospital. Now that sounds pretty good odds, but really 1-50 aint great for a 48 year old who feels physically fine. Anyhow they sent what was genuinely the most beautiful, softly spoken, naturally smiling young nurse, to act as liason or whatever going down to theater, and to literally handhold me when the anesthetist was working behind me puttin the epidural pain killing pipe into my spine that would feed me with pain relief for the week or so after the surgery. I was enthralled by the looks of this young woman, likely something to do with the occasion etc. She took my hands and said to don't be afraid to squeeze them as the guy tried his best to get it into the required vertebrae gap. It was quite a struggle, and in the end he had to go to a different one. But this woman seemed so delicate that there was no way I was squeezing her hands. I did remark to her that she must be the one they send to distract the nervous patients for major surgery. I think the occasion required just saying things straight. My surgery was a monday morning, last thing I said to her as they were about to knock me out before moving me from the side room to the theatre, was to ensure that nobody in the operating theatre had been on the drink over the weekend !

12 years later, I'm still here. I still recall how breathtakingly beautiful she was....my partner wasn't overly impressed when I recounted the story to her, and to this day dismisses it as aftereffects of the premeds and the General Anesthetic....I assure you it wasn't.
 
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I had some major surgery some years ago. It was the type that you automatically spent a week in ICU after.

I was absolutely fit as a fiddle going into the hospital the evening before. This was surgery that was required, but the reason for it was not impacting on me at the time at all. To make sure that it didn't get cancelled due to no ICU bed, my surgeon (who was pretty senior to be able to do so) arranged for me to actually spend the night before in there. I guess I was an early bed-blocker ! As they started to move me from admission to the ICU, I offered to help push the bed.

I was told I was one of the very few instances they remember where the patient wheeled their own bed into ICU.

The morning of the surgery, (as per the OP) I as bricking it a bit, as I recall the % was something like 2% of people who have the surgery never get out of hospital. Now that sounds pretty good odds, but really 1-50 aint great for a 48 year old who feels physically fine. Anyhow they sent what was genuinely the most beautiful, softly spoken, naturally smiling young nurse, to act as liason or whatever going down to theater, and to literally handhold me when the anesthetist was working behind me puttin the epidural pain killing pipe into my spine that would feed me with pain relief for the week or so after the surgery. I was enthralled by the looks of this young woman, likely something to do with the occasion etc. She took my hands and said to don't be afraid to squeeze them as the guy tried his best to get it into the required vertebrae gap. It was quite a struggle, and in the end he had to go to a different one. But this woman seemed so delicate that there was no way I was squeezing her hands. I did remark to her that she must be the one they send to distract the nervous patients for major surgery. I think the occasion required just saying things straight. My surgery was a monday morning, last thing I said to her as they were about to knock me out before moving me from the side room to the theatre, was to ensure that nobody in the operating theatre had been on the drink over the weekend !

12 years later, I'm still here. I still recall how breathtakingly beautiful she was....my partner wasn't overly impressed when I recounted the story to her, and to this day dismisses it as aftereffects of the premeds and the General Anesthetic....I assure you it wasn't.
My experience is along the same lines as yours - had some surgery that required a night in ICU afterwards as a precaution - so I woke up in ICU.
The nurse who tended me for the next 24 hours was an absolute angel - beautiful, kind - just a knockout on all fronts.

In retrospect, there's no way I had the same nurse for 24 hours, so it must all be related to the anaesthetic after-effects :D
 
Can I have your stuff?
You snooze, you lose.

 
It's like going to sleep. But I think the feeling of not being in control is the overriding feeling.

Good luck hopefully for today.
This is exactly it, it's the thought having no control, and obviously not experiencing it before.

Well, it's a new day, was a pretty spectacular sunrise gthis morning too, i got lucky with my hospital bed right next to the window on the 9th floor overlooking Takapuna and Auckland CBD. (excuse the dirty window pic)
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I got into some pretty deep sleeps last night too, but was woken 4 times in 5 hours for meds and blood pressure etc so that was slightly annoying. I did give the first nurse a scare when she woke me up, because damn i jumped when she woke me, she gave me a scare :p
 
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