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When I had to get surgery, they gave me opiates first, then the other stuff. I remember them giving me the opiates, everything became... soft and fuzzy. Like, not visually, just, the opposite of sharp. Actually, quite a nice feeling. And then they announced that they'd proceed with the other stuff, and I time-skipped to when it all was over.
I got half a valium when I had my last surgery. I was super jittery. I remember the nurse giving me this tiny half-pill and thinking "That ain't gonna do shit" 30 minutes later, as they're wheeling me into the theatre, I'm smiling up at everyone and thinking " Hey, you know what's great? Everything. Everything is so damn wonderful."
Then I woke up normal again and vomited on a nurse.