Oh you're lucky. My first surgery was wisdom teeth and I learned that I start throwing punches going under and coming back. I fully warn everyone now and try to fall asleep before they put me under if I can.

I'm jealous. I said "you people always mumble" and my wife had to apologetically explain to the black nurse that I meant hearing people. I couldn't focus my eyes enough to see the skin color of the nurse. And that's the better of my two stories. When I got my wisdom teeth out it was supposed to be outpatient, but I woke up mid procedure, and after being put back down I came to and spent the next few hours emptying my stomach every time it managed to get some acid back into it.

I’m also boring. I’ve been put under 5 times now, and nothing fun happened with any of them. I fought off the grogginess and “helped” remove the sensor pads and stuff.. that’s about it. I always wake up too aware of my discomfort.

Going under is enjoyable though. Having that cocktail kick in and fighting it off as long as possible to enjoy the free drugs. The staff prepping me has always found amusement that I ask tons of groggy questions about the machinery in the room.

Same lol. I don't remember being knocked out. Afterwards they were like "don't drink through a straw" and my dumbass went to McDonald's and downed a whole coke through a straw.