You don’t really know who you are until those last five seconds before the anesthesia takes you down.
Or while waking up
I know someone who has had quite a few general anesthetics. They’ve taken to warning the nurses involved that they are a puncher. Several have not taken it seriously and ended up with some impressive bruises (including black eyes).
I thought that was always some combination of croaking out a desperate plea for water or bemoaning a splitting headache.
For me it’s usually insulting the hearing or aggressively vomiting depending on the anesthetic
The last time I went under, I was talking to the nurses about the equipment in the room and stuff and the last thing I really remember is asking what drug they gave me, and when I learned it was fentanyl I was like “oh, this is fentanyl? It’s pretty nice. I can see why it’s a controlled substance, yeah.”
I’m entirely sure I continued to be annoying though, even if I don’t remember it. Mostly because they don’t tend to bother trying to get me to count, they just kept me chattering. Same thing when they wake me up. I tend to be… “helpful”… removing monitor pads and such and slurring my way through asking how it went, if I gave them any trouble, and when I come around a bit more, asking if they amputated the wrong limb (I’ve never had a limb removed).
Every time Ive been under it’s been like a nap for me. Like for my wisdom teeth it was like “oh yeah gotta take my earrings out” then when I woke up it was “oh gotta put my earrings in, why’s it so dark, oh open my eyes, right. How’d it go?”
I assured everyone that I’m OK and that they don’t need to worry about me.
Ok that’s actually funny as shit, but I think anesthesia is the only excuse for talking like that irl
