Yeah. I’m due for my second. Last one was five or six years ago. Funny story. When they are prepping me for the procedure, a fine young nurse, pretty as hell, is taking my info when I am on the cart under the blanket before going in. She asks me my pedigree, and gets to my weight. I’m self conscious about my fat lard-ass fuckin weight, so I tell her I’m 195 instead of 220. I don’t want to seem like a fat pig. She can’t see under the blanket.
They wheel me in, and put me out. At one point I woke up on my side on the table with the scope still up my ass. I didn’t feel it but I was definitely conscious. I said “shit, we’re not done yet?” Somebody said “he’s awake”. They did whatever and knocked me out again and finished up.
In the recovery room I told an old battle ax nurse that I woke up during the procedure. She said “you must have underestimated your weight”. I thought “Oh shit, that fine young nurse. I’m a dick”
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