Not transmissible in this comic: The feeling of the anaesthetic creeping up your arm from the injection site.
Been there, done that.
And whatever they gave me wasn’t like this comic. I felt it creep up my neck towards my brain and then it was immediately lights out. Pretty sure I took the opportunity to say “goodbye” right before that. Might have been “goodnight”.
The waking up was very much a struggle though, so if there’d been a sadistic anaesthetist on the ward, that second going to sleep might have been more like panels two and four.
Uhhhhh. I do not remember that feeling at all. Are you sure that’s supposed to happen? I’ve gone under anesthesia several times and that’s never happened to me I’m pretty sure.
Doing a bit of web searching leads me to believe that they probably took it from chilled storage and didn’t warm it up as much as they could have before injecting me with it. The creeping sensation was a cold one.
Most likely your describing propofol. It’s stored at room temperature, but causes a sensation that’s comparable to Icy Hot, but how it hits an individual patient varies from person to person. In the moment it can feel scalding hot, blistering cold or anything in between, including nothing at all.
The clarity of your memory of that part tells me you might be a touch tolerant to it - I’d run that by your anesthesiologist if you ever need another surgery.
It was cold, but not ice cold like medical sprays or menthol candy. That said, I guess it’s possible that’s just how that feels on the inside of my arteries. It’s not exactly something I have (or anyone has) much experience with.
Or it could be that the intervening decades have dulled my memory of it.
Not transmissible in this comic: The feeling of the anaesthetic creeping up your arm from the injection site.
Been there, done that.
And whatever they gave me wasn’t like this comic. I felt it creep up my neck towards my brain and then it was immediately lights out. Pretty sure I took the opportunity to say “goodbye” right before that. Might have been “goodnight”.
The waking up was very much a struggle though, so if there’d been a sadistic anaesthetist on the ward, that second going to sleep might have been more like panels two and four.
Uhhhhh. I do not remember that feeling at all. Are you sure that’s supposed to happen? I’ve gone under anesthesia several times and that’s never happened to me I’m pretty sure.
Doing a bit of web searching leads me to believe that they probably took it from chilled storage and didn’t warm it up as much as they could have before injecting me with it. The creeping sensation was a cold one.
Most likely your describing propofol. It’s stored at room temperature, but causes a sensation that’s comparable to Icy Hot, but how it hits an individual patient varies from person to person. In the moment it can feel scalding hot, blistering cold or anything in between, including nothing at all.
The clarity of your memory of that part tells me you might be a touch tolerant to it - I’d run that by your anesthesiologist if you ever need another surgery.
It was cold, but not ice cold like medical sprays or menthol candy. That said, I guess it’s possible that’s just how that feels on the inside of my arteries. It’s not exactly something I have (or anyone has) much experience with.
Or it could be that the intervening decades have dulled my memory of it.
There doesn’t seem to be much consistency - even the same patient could find it really painful one operation and not at all the next.
Propofol is weird stuff.
I’ve also had the cold creep up my arm a couple of times (4 surgeries in total so far)