Being Under Anesthesia

My mom scheduled for it to be in 2 weeks. the day comes and i am nervous, i don't know why because i know what they do, i just was. They put my IV in and put medicine in my system to make me loopy. They wheel me back to the operating room, lay me on a table and put a mask on me. the anaistgyolygest say “ count down from 10 buddy” i say “10, 9, 8-” i am out cold. about 13 hours past, its 8 o'clock, the thing i remember most is how my throat was drier than the dessert. my nurse asks “how you feel buddy?” i reply “it hurts” she told me she would take care of that, i'm not being facetious when i say this, but she turns me on my side and puts a shot in my butt. i rest for another hour then they wheel me out to the car and take me home. getting upstairs was the hardest part,

Surgery can be scary to many people, especially when they don’t know the outcome of the experience. Millions of people undertake surgery every year and the fear is always there. Many people have personal and scary experiences with surgery, and I am one of those people. My experience starts on a Tuesday, after a long day of pain at school. I informed my parents of my pain and it went from there.

They had to run so much tests and questions before surgery it was so annoying. Later I find myself laying in bed getting everything connected on me so I could go to the surgery room. They said it would take about thirty minutes to finish the process of the surgery. When they came to get me I literally started to scream “wheeeeee” in the hallway while they pulled me away from my room. As I entered the surgery room it became so cold that my breath could be visible. Later a guy started to explain to me on what their going to do and how they're going to put me on the

The assigned nurse explained to the patient about pain management/ pain scale after surgery and how he will be waking up in the Intensive Care Unit where he was going to have chest tubes to remove the extra fluid from the chest cavity; he confirmed understanding and was ready to move on with the procedure.

Next, the nurses came to put water into my IV to hydrate me. They did this since I also could not drink the day of the procedure. Afterwards, they put some type of medication into my IV, I could tell as soon as they did. Immediately I felt tired and almost in a daze. However, I was still aware of everything that was going on around me. During all of this, I had received a blanket to use that had a hose connected to it blowing hot air into the blanket that made me very warm. This blanket was my favorite part of the day of the surgery. After this, someone else came in to do a nerve block in my knee. A nerve block is what they did to numb my right leg from my knee down so that I would not have as much pain after the surgery. While they did this, I could feel the four inch needles slowly sliding into my knee. This was not painful as you might think, it was almost like a pinching sensation. While doing the nerve block they had to do a ultrasound on my knee so they would not hit any nerves they did not want to. The last thing that I remember before the surgery was the anesthesiologist coming into my pre-op room to give me anesthesia. Then I went under.

I had no idea how I got to the operation room from the pre-op room or from the operation room to the post-op room. All I knew was that when I woke up I was in the post-op room. It took me awhile to fully wake up, as I was in and out of a haze for a few minutes. Once I was truly awake, I realized that my right foot was now in a boot and that it was also elevated. The nurse asked me if I was in any pain and if I needed anymore medication. After I said that I was fine, she took me to a separate room where my mother was waiting. While in this room, another nurse came in to ask me if I would like anything to drink or eat. Once I answered, she left and came back with apple juice and animal crackers. It was now around five o’clock and everything was coming to an end; we were almost ready to go home. To get me from the room down to the ground level and to the car I had to ride in wheelchair. This was my first time being in one myself. My mom and I had prepared for me possibly feeling out of sorts and not wanting to sit upright in the car on the way home. So, we packed blankets and pillows. After the whole backseat was ready and I was situated, we started home. On our way, we stopped once to get a sandwich for me because I was still hungry from not eating much that day.

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I was rolled into the operation room. The acidic taste in my mouth still lingered from the regional anesthesia medication. Surgeons, nurses, anesthesiologists, and doctors stood there near the entrance, waiting for my arrival. Yet, their faces were unrecognizable due to the surgical masks that concealed their identity. I transferred onto the operation bed with a bright light shining directly on my face. My vision began to blur and I could feel my every heartbeat. Fear engulfed my mind knowing that this would be my first surgical operation. I was uncertain. Could this truly treat my physical disability? General anesthesia was injected into the veins of my arm, and before I knew it, I was unconscious.

When we finally got there the mom that drove us there dropped us off at the emergency center and left because she had to go to work. While we were in the waiting room I was trying to convince my mother to get us a taxi and leave because I didn’t want to have stitches. She wasn’t going to let me go home though. After about five minutes go by and a doctor came out and called us into a room that she made sure I had to get stitches. It was a short girl that couldn’t speak greek very well with black hair and dark skin. She said I would have to have three to four stitches. After she left to get the doctor who was actually going to give me the stitches I got scared and I had goosebumps all over my arms. The doctor came in five to ten minutes later and he asked me and my mother a bunch of questions before he started the surgery. After that he warned my mom that she might get dizzy watching the surgery. When he started the surgery he put a blue plastic on top of me, gave me an anesthetic pill, and gave me the

Once he makes his way over to where I am sitting he says "Good Morning", and then the surgery process begins. One of my biggest fears going into the surgery is getting the IV, but I can now sense at any moment they will be putting in the IV and I do not feel nervous. This makes no sense to me. I think to myself “how is the kid who always feared getting a flu shot is now not even breaking a sweat when he is about to get a colossal IV needle impaled through his vein”. Have I really changed into a audacious adult one

The reason for the high mortality in the pre anaesthetic era was that caesarean sections were usually performed after prolonged labour in women who were dehydrated and infected , in addition , after removal of the foetus the uterus was not sutured , adding haemorrhage to the morbidity equation. By controlling the haemorrhage and sepsis Porro dramatically reduced the maternal mortality by half from its usual rate of 80-90%(Baskett and Calder

The anesthetist must serve as the patient’s advocate from the time of induction until it is fully recovered. To serve in this role, it is vital that the anesthetist is constantly aware of the patient’s physiological status. There have been many advances in monitoring technology over the past 20 years, and portable, sturdy monitors are available for use in the field and remote situations. Zoo and wild animals can be particularly challenging to monitor as their diversity in physiology may result in a lack of normal values for commonly monitored parameters.

Spoiler alert, the surgery went great (and I survived). I honestly want to worried because Dr. Weinstein reassured me that the success rate when he does this surgery is a 99%. He also told me that he would be doing the surgery so he would take good care of me and everything would be ok. It didn’t really hit me that I was going in for surgery until I was being rolled in the hospital bed back into the operation room. When I got into the surgery room the surgeon made me recite my full name and birthdate. Then the last thing I remember from before the surgery was the anesthesiologist putting the mask on me and telling me to breath in

My decision to pursue a residency in anesthesiology deliberately developed over the course of personal and clinical experience. A few months before medical school, my eldest child, Ben, had to undergo a scheduled operation. Because of his autism, my son becomes quickly agitated in an unfamiliar environment. Therefore, while waiting in the surgical family area, I worried more about the adequacy of his pre-operative anesthesia and less about the operation itself. The fears came true when the staff called me urgently into the operating room. Ben had pulled his IV line and refused to settle on the operating table or accept a new IV line. The anesthesiologist asked for permission to proceed with a mask inhalation induction to my child. The quick

while at the Operating room I saw a few surgeries, one of then was Tonsillectomy and Adenoidectomy done on a 4 years old boy, this surgical was done to remove the small glands on both side of the throat (tonsils) and at the top of the throat behind the nose (adenoids). Another was the Carpal tunnel surgery; this surgery was done to relieve pressure on the median nerve in the wrist. I also was a Cataract removal. The cloudy lens was remove and it was replaced with a synthetic new one. That is also called the Cataract Extraction and intraocular lenses. All the surgeries went well, each and every patient vitals were obtained after each surgery, patients were all stable, patients were taken to the postop unit for 30-45 minutes for teaching and observation