(continuing my occasional series of weird and wonderful things that never, seriously, never, happen to me)
Background: On Friday I had a Day Surgery visit to our local hospital for some surgery – gynecologically speaking – to have some non-cancerous polyps, who’d ignored my post-menopausal cease-and-desist order, removed … I’m fine now, except that I think I may have offended the Goddess of Post-Surgical Bowel movements, (Poopsalotia) by celebrating my lack of extreme evacuations just a tad too early. C’est la vie – good times’ll get you in the end!
Anyway, on with the show …
Have you ever … undergone general anesthetic, and then woken up from a dream where you had a pack of Viking warriors kneeling around you, on some long-forgotten battlefield, holding you down while they pulled a very large spear out of your throat …
… and then you realise that in all the times you’ve experienced general anesthetic (14 times to date – mostly knee surgeries) you have never dreamed at all or hallucinated, or whatever it was, and had only gone from, nowhere, to hearing the post-op nurses asking you your name …
… and then you realise that your throat feels like it’s been turned inside out …
… and then you figure that you woke, or were woken, just a little bit too soon and the surgical team were still taking our that tube they stick down your throat, and your Vikings were the team holding you still while the process was completed?
Nah .. me neither!
Sailing away
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Now, this is my kinda Viking music …
Widdershins Worlds 
I wonder if it would be a better experience than hearing the doctor/s talking about what they’re planning for the weekend and cracking jokes at the sound skin makes as it separates under a sharp blade? Not that I’d ever say that actually happened, either, but
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Emegherd! So much better than hearing what’s actually going on!
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OH MY GOD! I am so glad I did not read this just before I went in for surgery! By the way in case you missed it here’s my review of your book…The Last Dragon in London
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I loved this tale! From my first introduction to Mildy, as Mildred is known, I joined a wonderful adventure. I could feel the concern, the fear and the exhilaration as events unfolded. I didn’t want to put the book down. And indeed, I did not. If you want to escape to another world, just pick up The Last Dragon in London and learn their truth . . .
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I’m glad you didn’t either. 🙂 … in all the times I’ve been ‘under’ I’ve never had an experience like it.
What a wonderful review! I’m so glad you ‘saw’ what I was trying top show. 😀
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That’s a lot of general anaesthetic. And a lot of surgeries. I’m assuming you played a lot of sports to burn out your knees?
That visual of the tube … too much darhling, too much 😂 Not fun, but you managed to make it funny.
I’ve been hospitalized four times, but only been put under twice. Such a weird experience to be counting down one second, and then waking up somewhere else feeling like I’ve been trampled by a horse.
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Most of the surgeries have been to put my right knee back together after a motorcycle accident waaaaay back in 1983.
It was that my un/subconscious translated the experience into a Viking one that tickled my fancy. I come from solid Irish/English peasant stock, so I suppose there’s some ancestor memory still embedded in there somewhere. 😀
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Ick, that sounds terribly unpleasant, even with the Vikings.
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Heh, ‘terribly unpleasant’ describes it exactly.
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Bloody vikings. What did they ever do for us?
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Exactly! 😀 … I mean, they stuck the bloody spear in there in the first place!
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Quite.
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Does being able to pee for hours while your bladder was filling up after a hip replacement count? Nah. Thought not
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Nah, not at all! 😀
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I meant unable – obviously wishful thinking
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Heh 😀 … what is it with the medical establishment being so focused on us keeping our bladders full?
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Glad to ‘meet’ you, Widdershins – it seems we are geographically at odds, what with me here on one coast and you on another. I’ve visited your part of the country and it’s beautiful! (We’ve a niece on Salt Spring Island — the barber). Just giving a wave. Do hope you are feeling fine. 🙂
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Hey there, Carmen. 😀 … I haven’t got to Salt Spring yet. It’s one of the things we’d like to do before we leave the coast next year … all digits crossed. 🙂
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According to our niece, the place has been crawling with tourists this past summer – I suppose once lockdown was over, everyone who had ever wanted to go there, went. Ferries very busy and an appointment off-island took 12 hours round trip. 😦
It’s an interesting spot!
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What a thought! I’ve awaken on two occasions during surgery.
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That’s scary. I hope never to repeat even this mildest of ‘pre-awakenings’ ever again
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Ugh. I’ve never had that happen, and I pray I never will! Are you okay???
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It wasn’t fun, but yeah, I’m just fine. 🙂 … every time someone aske me how I was feeling, I’d croak, “My throat hurts.” I think they got the message fairly quickly and probably pumped me full of painkillers through the IV line.
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Have you spoken to the anaesthetist about it? Perhaps the mix wasn’t strong enough or whatever. Would be good to have an answer in case you have to have another general.
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For some strange reason my reply to this comment ended up as though I’d posted a new comment to the overall thread. Going to blame WP! 😀
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Of course it’s WP. 😀 😀
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Heh, heh, heh 😀
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Unfortunately that boat has sailed, but I’m certainly going to mention it next time, if there is a next time 😀 … which given my track-record there probably will be. 😀
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