...when it comes to a colonoscopy. The procedure itself, the 30 hours or so of a liquid diet or the forced cleansing of the Miralax Split which I'm about to embark on. Then I get a text from my son...
Fucker, his time is coming...
A good friend will bail you out of jail, but your best friend will be sitting next to you in the cell saying "that was f***ing awesome"
I had one a few years ago and for the most part it wasn't as bad as it I thought it'd be. Clearing yourself out isn't great, but it's not horrible either.
I was pretty nervous going in. I was in one room where I changed into a hospital gown and they inserted the IV into the top of my left hand. They wheeled me to the room where the procedure took place, asked me to roll over on my side and attached the anesthesia. The last thing I remember from that room was asking "is that the anesthesia?" as they started administering it. Then I woke up in the room where I changed into the hospital gown.
Waking up like that as if no time had passed was strange. If I recall correctly, they told me I was out 3-4 hours, but it seemed like I had yet to even have the procedure.
You have to have someone there to drive you home and they ask that person to stay the whole time. Since it was in the middle of the work/school day, my dad was my ride. He told me that as soon as they took me back he went for a walk, went to church and went to Kroger. Apparently they told him it'd be at least a few hours altogether and he didn't want to just sit there. Glad there weren't any complications and they didn't actually need him there.
Week and a half out for mine @all4you - best of luck to you. Family history. Not my first either. I'm on the shorter f/u time period. Great.
@larsiu Hey, GL to you too. It's my second as well, no history just old enough that the recommended age was still 50 for my first.
A good friend will bail you out of jail, but your best friend will be sitting next to you in the cell saying "that was f***ing awesome"
I had one a few years ago and for the most part it wasn't as bad as it I thought it'd be. Clearing yourself out isn't great, but it's not horrible either.
I was pretty nervous going in. I was in one room where I changed into a hospital gown and they inserted the IV into the top of my left hand. They wheeled me to the room where the procedure took place, asked me to roll over on my side and attached the anesthesia. The last thing I remember from that room was asking "is that the anesthesia?" as they started administering it. Then I woke up in the room where I changed into the hospital gown.
Waking up like that as if no time had passed was strange. If I recall correctly, they told me I was out 3-4 hours, but it seemed like I had yet to even have the procedure.
You have to have someone there to drive you home and they ask that person to stay the whole time. Since it was in the middle of the work/school day, my dad was my ride. He told me that as soon as they took me back he went for a walk, went to church and went to Kroger. Apparently they told him it'd be at least a few hours altogether and he didn't want to just sit there. Glad there weren't any complications and they didn't actually need him there.
I had acl surgery on one of my knees, they gave me the gas and told me to count backwards. I went out but like 4 minutes later, I woke up. I was looking around the room, couldn't see anything but the ceiling (they had a curtain over mu chest). They had made the cut and were talking about a nurses car that was having issues. I spoke up and started asking what kind of car, how many miles and so on.
The gas doc popped his head from around a machine and audibly said "he's awake". I couldn't feel anything (they gave me a blocker). I said yep and kept on talking to the nurse.
What will always stick with me was they were burning something on my leg and it smelled exactly like chicken. It was actually kind of cool hearing all of that stuff going on. Don't want to do it again, but its a cool story.
The gas doc popped his head from around a machine and audibly said “he’s awake”. I couldn’t feel anything (they gave me a blocker). I said yep and kept on talking to the nurse.
What will always stick with me was they were burning something on my leg and it smelled exactly like chicken. It was actually kind of cool hearing all of that stuff going on. Don’t want to do it again, but its a cool story.
I would have requested that they put me under. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm really queezy when it comes to being operated on/cut open.
I think I've had exactly one panic attack in my life. It was when I was young - probably around 7-8 - and my grandpa told me in great detail how his open heart surgery went. He told me about how they opened up his chest, cracked open his rib cage, took a vein from his leg and attached it to his heart. All the gory details. I remember feeling My chest get tight and not really being able to breathe. Totally freaked me out.
Now anytime someone mentions surgery to me, I think of that.
Several years ago I had a heart ablation. I was on a cart with an array of 6 flat screens over me. Not a OR but looked like a computer lab. The anesthesiologist was sitting at a keyboard next to me. She asked if I was ready, said yes, she started typing, then I asked when do we start, she replied we are finished. A few hours vanished in a key board stroke.
...when it comes to a colonoscopy. The procedure itself, the 30 hours or so of a liquid diet or the forced cleansing of the Miralax Split which I'm about to embark on. Then I get a text from my son...
Fucker, his time is coming...
The best part is the post-procedure meal. Everything sounds good, even eating a shoe.
Several years ago I had a heart ablation. I was on a cart with an array of 6 flat screens over me. Not a OR but looked like a computer lab. The anesthesiologist was sitting at a keyboard next to me. She asked if I was ready, said yes, she started typing, then I asked when do we start, she replied we are finished. A few hours vanished in a key board stroke.
It's both a blessing and kind of scary that that powerful of an anesthesia exists. That said, I'd gladly go under like that for any type of procedure where they're cutting me open.
The gas doc popped his head from around a machine and audibly said “he’s awake”. I couldn’t feel anything (they gave me a blocker). I said yep and kept on talking to the nurse.
What will always stick with me was they were burning something on my leg and it smelled exactly like chicken. It was actually kind of cool hearing all of that stuff going on. Don’t want to do it again, but its a cool story.
I would have requested that they put me under. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm really queezy when it comes to being operated on/cut open.
I think I've had exactly one panic attack in my life. It was when I was young - probably around 7-8 - and my grandpa told me in great detail how his open heart surgery went. He told me about how they opened up his chest, cracked open his rib cage, took a vein from his leg and attached it to his heart. All the gory details. I remember feeling My chest get tight and not really being able to breathe. Totally freaked me out.
Now anytime someone mentions surgery to me, I think of that.
I totally wanted to be under as well, but when I woke up and couldn't feel anything from my waist down, I really didn't care at that point.
So with your ACL story, the truth is that you can't stop talking about shit that you have not felt, but you think it's important, so you wont shut up about it, no matter what. This checks out.
That's fuxked upThe gas doc popped his head from around a machine and audibly said “he’s awake”. I couldn’t feel anything (they gave me a blocker). I said yep and kept on talking to the nurse.
What will always stick with me was they were burning something on my leg and it smelled exactly like chicken. It was actually kind of cool hearing all of that stuff going on. Don’t want to do it again, but its a cool story.
I would have requested that they put me under. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm really queezy when it comes to being operated on/cut open.
I think I've had exactly one panic attack in my life. It was when I was young - probably around 7-8 - and my grandpa told me in great detail how his open heart surgery went. He told me about how they opened up his chest, cracked open his rib cage, took a vein from his leg and attached it to his heart. All the gory details. I remember feeling My chest get tight and not really being able to breathe. Totally freaked me out.
Now anytime someone mentions surgery to me, I think of that.
I totally wanted to be under as well, but when I woke up and couldn't feel anything from my waist down, I really didn't care at that point.
@ohio-guy That would be really surprising if you were out that long. You usually wake up like 15 minutes or so after procedure. I’ve had a bunch as my mom passed from colon cancer. But I kinda love the anesthesia. I always feel like I’ve had a great nap but it’s only been a few minutes.