Eh, more of a typo than anything.

That said, I had an Indian anesthesiologist ask “what do you think the last thing you remember will be before I knock you out?” “Probably you asking that quest-”

I got down to 3, then woke up in the recovery room. I was quite belligerent to the nurse because why did they not do the operation? They got me in here, naked in a gown, got everyone together, gave me some anaesthetic then just moved me to another room? What was the fucking point? Would I have to come back again to get it done because I dont have any holiday days from work. Fucks sake fucking pointless man.

Then I looked down and saw all the blood and bandages and “oh right yeah. Sorry. Thanks.”

I remember being put under for dental surgery and the doc says, as he slips the headphones on my ears, “we like to play music for our patients as the anesthesia kicks in, what do you think of the Dave Matthew’s Band?”. I had just enough time to say “Ah I don’t really care for the Da-” before I was out like a light and woke up in a recovery room to that damn pan flute CD from the 90’s.

I got in a motorcycle accident in another country and had to use translate as no one spoke English to get surgery and as they put me under i just hear ‘bye bye’