I Don’t Remember

My medical procedure caused me to be sedated, which was a new experience for me. It was fast acting and complete, so once I rolled over and they began administering the anesthesia, I was out. I was warned that there might be some amnesia after I woke up, but I didn’t expect it to be so long. After rolling over, the next thing I knew, I was home on the couch and my girlfriend was giving me a peanut and jelly sandwich. This elides 30 minutes of recovery time, leaving the facility and a 20 minute drive home. Good thing I had her to take care of me, or there’s no telling where I would have ended up.

I am told I was very funny during my recovery time. When offered a soda – apparently both the bubbles and sugar are required for recovery – I joyfully choose Dr. Pepper from a list of choices. And when I was warned that the monitor pads would hurt when removed from my chest, I exclaimed louder than expected that it did indeed hurt.

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