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Mar. 25th, 2004 03:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm starting to get nervous about J.'s surgery. I don't want him to get a general anesthetic, but he's adamant about not being awake for the procedure. Then he waffles and says he doesn't want to be intubated. I told him to just get the local and a sedative ("Hey! They'll give you the Magical Purple Rainbow Valium!") but he's skittish.
They'll never get ME under a general again. That was nightmarish. I can still feel it burning through my arm and reaching up my neck and over my skull like a sickly red-brown claw as I was trying to protest that it fucking HURT and everything went this grainy color of loose turds and *wuh*. That was 13 years ago. Ecch.
They'll never get ME under a general again. That was nightmarish. I can still feel it burning through my arm and reaching up my neck and over my skull like a sickly red-brown claw as I was trying to protest that it fucking HURT and everything went this grainy color of loose turds and *wuh*. That was 13 years ago. Ecch.
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Date: 2004-03-25 01:09 am (UTC)Good luck to him with his surgery. Make sure he gets the happy-making Demerol afterward. Or Vicodin.
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Date: 2004-03-25 04:36 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-03-25 06:53 am (UTC)Now all you gotta do is take care of them boobies!
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Date: 2004-03-25 02:49 pm (UTC)I prefer local simply because I don't like missing out on the exciting parts.