Broke my arm snowboarding. It was totally crooked, they had to put me under to set it. I fell asleep couldn't move, but was awake the whole time. I just laid there and listened to the doctor and nurses conversations. The second time I had to get all 4 wisdom teeth pulled but they had to do a biopsy on a growth in my jaw. That one was just a count down then I woke up shivering in a medical bed next to other people that got put under. No dreams, just woke up and asked for a blanket.
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The first time, was for removing my wisdom teeth. Apparently I just sobbed when they woke me up. Then, when it was time to leave, I was feeling great and jumped right up. Turns out, I was not great and my legs absolutely collapsed under me.
Last time I went under, I was chatting to the doctor in the exam room. Next thing, I'm in the recovery room. There were people speaking Spanish in another part of the room, and for a moment I feared they had somehow taken me to Mexico. As my head cleared I realized how silly that was to think.
Both cases, I just vegged out on the couch for the rest of the day, recovering.
Yes and no nothing happened. I always opt for general anesthesia. I'd hate to be awake for any surgery. It's great. Had 3 surgeries and they all were a breeze because of it.
One moment you're on the OR table, you blink your eyes and you are in the recovery room asking yourself "has it started yet?" Then you're very confused when they tell you "all done".
So what is it like? It is like nothingness.
Roll me into operating room. Think it was an IV drip, I was pretty scared. They are nice and talking to me about random stuff. They let me.knownthey are going to give me something to put me out. I feel a nice little high for a second. They ask me one more question and..... Boom I'm in recovery talking gibberish to a nice lady telling her I miss my wife. No pain yet, but I felt physically uncomfortable. I could tell someone had been digging around in my guts. Was so happy to see my wife when she came in. They said I took a while to regain consciousness. I guess they wanted me fully coherent before letting her see me. Anyway, the whole going under was easy. Felt like... Nothing.
The pain meds, that sucked. I thought I could just stop talking them once I felt like the pain was gone. Whoa, it felt scary. Like a hallucination without seeing anything. I cut them in half and slowly backed off.
A couple of times. This last time, I swore that I was conscious during the procedure and tried explaining it to the doctor when I woke up. I told him that I was sort of dreaming, and my brain was converting pain/pressure into stuff happening in the dream.
They didn't seem to believe me, and honestly I don't think I do either. I was really out of it when I woke up.
There are forms of anesthesia which give you a sense of passing time and allow for dreaming. It is given for small operations or when you were nauseous from the other missing-time one.
I had the light one when I had a teeth operation. I dreamt about nokia phones, how strong they are and that you can feel its toughness in your jaw when putting it towards your ears. Your theory is correct. How did the dream end? I ended up selling the nokia because it was too strong for me :D
Mine was also dental, so that checks out. My dream ended with a volcano for some reason.
It's pretty uneventful. I had surgery earlier this year and was put under. I recall them hooking up the IV, waiting 5-10 minutes, then coming back to wheel me into the OR. They had me transfer into the operating table, and I remember looking up at the bright lights and the surprising amount of people in the room for my basic surgery, and then the next thing I know, I'm waking up in my bed a couple hours later. I didn't feel groggy, it just felt like waking up from a deep sleep where you don't dream at all. Time passes in an instant.
You count down in the OR with someone pushing the meds through your IV and then you wake up. Some comments here say that they didn’t dream, but I did. I hardly remember but over a 5-6 hour surgery I remember having a dream that felt like months. The time under anesthesia felt much longer than the actual time that passed for everyone else. I’ve had it happen twice with more coming up and it’s always been the same.
I remember laying down in a very cold operating room where I had very thin clothing. I asked one of the doctors that I don’t feel anything, she said “we haven’t put you under anesthesia yet” next thing I remember is waking up after the surgery.
I think anesthesia also messes with your memory, because I’m pretty sure that I was still awake after asking the doctor but have no recollection of what happened.
The surgery was for a ruptured ACL in my knee.
The first time, I was barely sedated and had traumatizing hallucinations for what felt like ten minutes but what was probably less than a minute.
The second time, I was heavily sedated to the point of double vision and cannot remember anything after I put the mask on.
I found waking up unpleasant in both cases because of the paralytic agent.
When I was little I had to get stitches in my ear so they had to put me under while they stitched the top of my ear back in place, all I remember is sitting down on the medical bed then all of a sudden it was done and we were leaving.
U thrown up, a lot.
I recently had that one medical procedure that no one likes to talk about. They had to put the IV in the webbing between my right ring finger and pinkie, because I was so dehydrated that they couldn't hit a vein anywhere else. That was by far the worst part.
Once they were set up, they wheeled me into the OR, I chatted with a nurse for a minute or two, thought about commenting on the music, and then I woke up in my original hospital room with my girlfriend. It only took me a couple minutes and a cup of water to feel normal again. My girlfriend was very disappointed.
Then, we just got discharged, and I walked out, no problem. I actually went to get labs done that I needed for a different doctor. About an hour after I woke up, I felt a bit shaky, but that was it. It's was the least intrusive thing ever. It felt like I just skipped part of the day and then continued as normal
It was like nothing for me. They shot the anesthetic into my IV line, took me down to the operating room, and the last thing I remember is the doctor leaning over me and asking "You doin' ok?" and then the universe stopped. I don't even remember closing my eyes. Next thought was "Why is it dark? Oh...eyes closed..." and opening my eyes on the recovery room and fumbling with the oxygen line they had me on.
I was kind of disappointed they didn't make me count backwards like you see on TV. Just one minute I was laying on a table with a squishy pad under me, the next I was groggily waking up with an oxygen canula up my nose.
My experience fainting was much more interesting. Woke up in the early morning with my leg hurting. I had a roommate who heard me moving around and said that I probably had a charly horse. Her recommendation was to stand up and slowly press down on my leg until it released. I did. Then I slowly became aware that the light in the room had changed. Then that I was very cold. And then that I was laying down. Apparently I straight up passed out for ten minutes from the pain. Fortunately I didn't hit my head on the way down but my roommate was very concerned and immediately gave me a glass of water because according to her, she'd only ever seen someone faint from heat exhaustion and they needed water.