re: Anybody have memories of the recovery room after surgery?

I asked the doctor when we were going to start the surgery, and we were already done.

Absolutely. I was having a hernia repair done and I have no idea what drugs were involved. Before the surgery, the gave me an injection through my IV to "help me relax". I was already relaxed and wasn't anxious at all, even though it was my first surgery. I had gotten sunburned 4 or 5 days before the surgery at JazzFest. The nurses asked how I got burned and then made small talk about JazzFest. They asked if I was feeling relaxed yet. I told them I was already relaxed when they gave me the injection, wasn't really feeling anything from the drug and that the only thing I was feeling was hungry because I hadn't had any breakfast and it was approaching lunchtime.

They eventually roll me into the OR. I transferred myself from gurney to table. I'm a big guy and it was easier. The anesthesiologist put a mask on my face and said to count backward from 100. I got to about 98 and it was lights out.

The next thing I know, my shoulder (which I had separated in college) is hurting and I'm being dragged. I'm pretty out of it and say, "I can't believe this happenedd ..." a voice asks, "What happened?" I answer "I can't believe I passed out at JazzFest." Laugher breaks out and I'm beginning to realize that I'm in the OR and they're trying to get my big arse into the gurney. Now they're asking me how many beers I had and stuff like that. I'm a little embarrassed, but it was funny. I was wide awake in the recovery room. Someone was eating what smelled like a hamburger to me. I asked "What's for lunch?" because I couldn't see them from where I was at. A nurse cones over and starts telling me about apple juice and ice chips. It's early afternoon by now and I'm hungry. I told her, "I don't want ice chips, I smell Wendy's."

Obviously, I didn't get anthing from Wendy's. I ate my ice chips, drank my cup of apple juice and summoned every bit of internal power I had to dribble out a little urine so they would let me go homee (where I took my pain pills and went to bed without eating anything).

The 90 minutes or so of surgery passed me by in an instant. When I woke up, I was right where we had left off before they put me under. It was an odd sensation.

I was called into the recovery room because my daughter was coming out of anesthesia from surgery badly (fighting the nurses, yelling, etc). I helped them calm her down and then looked around the room. Flashbacks hit me from years earlier- I had a 3 hour appendectomy (ruptured), and I did not remember the recovery room at all. Suddenly, all this deja vu hit me. I felt like Jason Bourne, sans all the violence.

I only remember waking up and being cold, nurse brought me a heated blanket, felt wonderful. Surgery is a strange experience.

I woke up and my mom told me that the nurse had taken off my shorts because i pissed myself and I looked my mom dead in the eyes and sai "well, was she at least hot?"

I woke up during a surgical procedure once. Does that count?

I just woke up in recovery yesterday. Don't have much memory of what went on. I remember them about to put my head up in something before I went to sleep yesterday morning. I'm asking them if they thought they were actually put my head in that and they said no they weren't but I knew that they were lying but I went to sleep before I could argue with them. Bastards.

Yes, the doc lost a polyp during my colonoscopy and the nurses in the Recovery Room made me get up and shite through a strainer trying to find the damn thing. They never found it.

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Not really of the recovery room. But, when i had surgery to repair a broken nose, i actually woke up during the surgery.

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This happened to me when I was having some pins put in one of my fingers. I just remember massive pain and the people in the room having a mundane work conversation. One of them finally noticed my eyes were open and said something and I went out again. Probably only lasted like 30 secs but seemed like much longer.

The anesthesiologist or the RNA who put me out didn't ask me to count but he told me he was giving me some medicine that would make me feel like Superman, or maybe Super Duper Man. I remember thinking what the frick then BOOM I woke up in recovery sweating profusely. Took me a bit longer to wake up and they were wiping my face and changing my soaked gown. I could feel the sweat running everywhere. OR nurses and surgeon said they'd never seen anyone sweat like that post op. General anesthesia is some crazy shite.