Everything wakes me up unless they knock me down to the point that I need a anesthesiologist to breath. I was having a Groshong IV put into a big artery to my heart way back when,...outpatient stuff.
When they hit me with the scapel I started hollering like hell,..."DAMN THAT HURTS!"
They hit me with another shot of the knock out juice and I drifted back off. But I woke up early.
They had put a blanket over my face and it was kind of stuffy under there. I was completely awake so I started pushing the blanket off of my face. The surgeon shouted:
"PUT-YOUR-ARM-DOWN!"
I calmly replied, "It's a bit claustrophobic under here".
So one of his assistants took the coverings off of my face.
