Subject: That was nice.
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Posted on: 2016-02-11 22:23:00 UTC
But... well... it's gender-confusing. So... Aviator's male in this interlude, but Elanor still calls... him? her? mum and vice-versa about Librarian. Right?
Good luck with the surgery!
They wheeled me into the operating room, put me to sleep, and then I woke up screaming about sleeping through my alarm. All in a day's work. :)
And I'm under strict orders to not drive for the weekend, so bonus!
I hope that you had a smooth recovery! How are things going for you now?
(And if you don't mind me asking: what did you have surgery for?)
Though the bandages are starting to itch like crazy, ha ha...
(possible squick ahead?)
I had to get some tumors removed from my breasts. One was the size of a golf ball, the other a ping-pong ball. We're still waiting on the biopsy results but the doctors think they're benign.
And... While I didn't wake up screaming the only time I was under general one (though it wasn't an actual operation, they "just" had to use shock pads to stop a tachicardy attack. Yes, my heart somehow thought that 200 bpm were good), I kept speaking in English when I woke up.
The catch? I'm Italian. Living in Italy. The doctors were rather puzzled.
Especially since it took a while before I actually managed to finish a phrase in Italian without subconsciously switching to English halfway through.
As well as woken up before they were quite ready for me. Thankfully, they were done with the surgery proper, but it... surprised them. The screaming is because... well, I forget who told me that you can't feel the IV once it's in, but they lied. Waking up, feeling the painful squick = screaming "GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT!"
Yes, these were the same surgery, and they managed to re-under me before I could actually get my voice working the first time. I guess I made up for it the second time. ><
It is good that your surger-ing went well! And... cheers or condolences about the cars, depending on whether that was sarcastic or not. ^^
As well as woken up before they were quite ready for me. Thankfully, they were done with the surgery proper, but it... surprised them. The screaming is because... well, I forget who told me that you can't feel the IV once it's in, but they lied. Waking up, feeling the painful squick = screaming "GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT!"
Yes, these were the same surgery, and they managed to re-under me before I could actually get my voice working the first time. I guess I made up for it the second time. >
It is good that your surger-ing went well! And... cheers or condolences about the cars, depending on whether that was sarcastic or not. ^^
At least when I woke up, it was in the recovery room. Scared the jeebus out of the nurse checking on me, though!
And huh, I've never felt the IV while it was in. Maybe yours wasn't in properly? *shrug* The car thing was genuine; I hate driving with a passion, so it was nice to have a reason to get out of doing it. :P
Why do you hate driving?
I've got ADHD and the fact that you have to focus on driving and only driving while you're doing it drives me absolutely nuts.
Do you literally have ADHD, or do you just not like having to focus on only one thing at a time?
Got tested and everything. Fun times. /s
Used to be on medications, but the doctors weren't able to find one that didn't kill my appetite so they kinda gave up. At least college is interesting, so I haven't needed the meds very much anyway.
Another question, then: If you literally have ADHD, does that make it difficult for you to write missions? Or does ADHD not affect, e.g., one's ability to pay attention to detail?
There's a thing some people with ADHD have called hyperfocus. So yeah, while I'm pretty easily distracted in class—I'm that jack*** who keeps rapidly clicking pens and endlessly bouncing my knee up and down or jittering my foot or tapping my fingers (or all of the above at once)—if you sit me down in front of something I love, I'll become so engrossed in doing it that I completely lose track of time.
That's actually why I've been able to write so many missions in two years; I just sit down and write and write and write until my parents remind me I'm supposed to eat.
One of the benefits of being in the PPC: you learn quite a bit about the world around you.
It's been nice because the PPC's actually helped me learn the time zones of different countries and cities, so it makes figuring out when to call dad while he's on a trip easier. No more Googling what time it is in Anchorage!
but how has the PPC been helpful in that regard? Does it have something to do with the cowrite that you did with World-Jumper?
I remember pulling out my wisdom teeth with local anesthesia. All I heard was the sound of the tooth getting ripped straight outta my gum... weird noise, but I felt nothing.
It was a toss up between being afraid from the anesthesy or the operation. I chose the former eventually. Being conscious during the operation felt really scary.
Once when I was 13 and had a liver biopsy done. It was kinda weird, I remember being there, on the table, and I had to be conscious because during the procedure I was instructed to hold my breath... but I don't remember it. At the very beginning, I was given this drug that caused a retrograde amnesia -- I was conscious during the biopsy, but if you ask me to recall what I was doing at that time, I got nothing; I don't remember anything.
And my second general was quite recently, when my heart started to panic. This one was a proper anesthesia, so I was sleeping the whole time.
Though I got the local for my wisdom teeth too and I still have nightmares about the giant needles they shoved into the roof of my mouth.
Anyway, I'm actually feeling pretty great and recovery's expected to take 2-3 days. Yay modern medicine. :D
But... well... it's gender-confusing. So... Aviator's male in this interlude, but Elanor still calls... him? her? mum and vice-versa about Librarian. Right?
Good luck with the surgery!
The confusion was deliberate. :P But yeah, you had it right.
And thank you!
But, the bad thing is, you're making me write about my Agents' offspring too...
... why my computer ate part of my post?
Don't really have much to comment on about the setting since this was a character piece. ^^; Glad to hear you enjoyed it, though.
Toes? Bah. I'm totes getting plastic surgery to taper my ears so I look like a hawt elf. :P
I like the stories set in the future for this reason. It lets you hope for something better than madness for the agents they feature. And now Elanor is really a teenager. You're not really one until you pulled a stunt like this.
Good luck with the surgery. Only time I was in a hospital for an operation was for removing my wisdom teeth, and even that scared me a little. Really hope you won't have any problem.
I stayed awake for getting my wisdom teeth pulled because I've got a bit of a fear of general anesthesia, so this'll be my first time. ^^;
And heh, teenage!Elanor was fun to write for. no I didn't pull similar stunts when I was younger what are you saying I might just have to do another story featuring her again next year.