I feel very very bad for my medical teams if that the case cuz I resist drugs until they knock me out, to my perception, and am chatty and inquisitive up until I lose memory. I can’t imagine I’m less annoying after if I’m not just out cold already.
They don’t bother trying to lie to me about my drugs tho cuz I’m asking about them. And the equipment. What drugs are you giving me? Oh this is fentanyl? It feels nice, I get why it’s a controlled substance, yeah. What’s that for? What’s that do? Cool, yeah, tell me more about your job. Oh what kind of gas are you giving me? Sorry for being so chatty but thanks for telling me! (Same shit I do fully coherent, but with situationally acceptable drugs and a group of people invested in responding to me, excellent.)
I feel very very bad for my medical teams if that the case cuz I resist drugs until they knock me out, to my perception, and am chatty and inquisitive up until I lose memory. I can’t imagine I’m less annoying after if I’m not just out cold already.
They don’t bother trying to lie to me about my drugs tho cuz I’m asking about them. And the equipment. What drugs are you giving me? Oh this is fentanyl? It feels nice, I get why it’s a controlled substance, yeah. What’s that for? What’s that do? Cool, yeah, tell me more about your job. Oh what kind of gas are you giving me? Sorry for being so chatty but thanks for telling me! (Same shit I do fully coherent, but with situationally acceptable drugs and a group of people invested in responding to me, excellent.)
I had the same experience recently … The doctor was clearly annoyed.
And I understand why. It was a dental surgery. Probably performing one of those is challenging while your patient is nervously blabbing.
The last thing I remember before waking up is the doctor saying “okay, you get one more question” and me saying something irrelevant.