I understand your question from a sensory standpoint, to me it was the removal of my wisdom teeth. The anesthesia. Gradually losing agency over my mind and body, and an inescapable physical force pressing down on my forehead. It felt like dying, for a few seconds. I knew the context, yet my instincts kicked in and told me, “you’re dying”. I remember fighting,… trying to get up straight but being held down by this merciless force. I’ve never felt this vulnerable. Mortal.
I recently had my wisdom teeth removed, not with anesthesia, but the laughing gas. I would have let that lady pull every tooth out of my mouth while on the gas, that shit was so good.
Ive never had anesthesia, but my son did when he was 5 amd had his adnoids and tonsiles removed, poor kid woke up and just couldnt stop crying for a few hours, it was fear I saw in him for sure. poor thing. being held against your will is terrifying
I understand your question from a sensory standpoint, to me it was the removal of my wisdom teeth. The anesthesia. Gradually losing agency over my mind and body, and an inescapable physical force pressing down on my forehead. It felt like dying, for a few seconds. I knew the context, yet my instincts kicked in and told me, “you’re dying”. I remember fighting,… trying to get up straight but being held down by this merciless force. I’ve never felt this vulnerable. Mortal.
I recently had my wisdom teeth removed, not with anesthesia, but the laughing gas. I would have let that lady pull every tooth out of my mouth while on the gas, that shit was so good.
Ive never had anesthesia, but my son did when he was 5 amd had his adnoids and tonsiles removed, poor kid woke up and just couldnt stop crying for a few hours, it was fear I saw in him for sure. poor thing. being held against your will is terrifying