Hi all...been a day. Went to a 'mac 'n cheese' competition in the afternoon, local restaurants for a music school. A fun interlude that gave me a tad of heartburn for a good cause. *G* I think the local lobster house tipped the scales by loading up the judge's plates. *L*
But anyway...anesthesia revisit....the only times I didn't 'go under' for a procedure was:
-Getting 'fixed', so I'd 'shoot blanks'. Worth having done, but with a 'local' it felt very weird having the surgeon pull the plumbing about. Not painful, just....Very difficult to describe a discomfort of that nature...
-My 1st colonoscopy. Done with a cocaine variant, wide awake but more buzzed than anything done on a 'recreational' occasion.
You could have driven a bus up my backside and I would have been amused, watching the whole event on the screen nearby.
Seeing one's innards, this journey up this vaguely pink rippled tunnel later helped understand how the gerbil must have felt. :)
At the 'end' of the 'trip', we encountered the Lone Polyp.
"We'll take care of that", followed by the flash of the laser.
Then the whole journey in fast reverse....
I thanked them for the 'buzz', laughing.
"I can't remember when I've been that wasted, thanks! See you this weekend! ;)" I think they were somewhat amused that I enjoyed myself.
It's good I had a ride home...spouse noted that I was likely one of the few that would go back just for the high despite having a tube stuck in me 'sdrawkcab'.... Not so cheap thrills...
I've been disappointed by any of them since....*damn*L*
