Jan 28, 2009
Before my surgery, the thing I was most afraid of was not waking up from the anesthesia. I was afraid of this to the point where I started crying right before the surgery about it. A nurse in the same-day surgery area tried to reassure me and I collected myself because my logical brain knew that people go under anesthesia every day and most of them wake up. The nurse promised she'd come see me after I woke up.
After my surgery, I had an arterial bleed and they only knew because when they tried to bring me around from the anesthesia, I DIDN'T WAKE UP.
The doctors quickly did another surgery, doubled my recovery time, and left me with a boob-to-pube incision. But I'm alive.
I never did see that nurse again. But... I thought my fear of not waking up was an irrational phobia. Maybe my sixth sense was trying to tell me something.