During my dental work for removal of wisdom teeth, the anesthesiologist looked at my eyes, asked me a question and then in a very surprised voice said “He’s lucid!”
That was more or less after she’d already had me “mainline” the entire contents of the 20cc syringe of goo.
Said goo supposedly puts most people out quickly from a normal dose, which I shrugged off like it was nothing.
So there I am quite lucid, but no pain thankfully, and very interested in what the dentist is doing and the nosey anesthesiologist notices that I am paying too much attention.
*sigh*
She cranked the air nitro mix to a little less air and a little more of the nitro and that made me a little loopy.
But still darn aware of what was going on in my face.
It was a long time ago for me.
I vaguely remember remembering that I had a face. I don't remember much else until that afternoon when I was loopy from the pain meds and my dad wanted me to go out and meet with a guy I was trying to sell my motorcycle to.
I sold the bike, but I have not idea whether I lied to him or not.