The last time I was under anaesthesia was in 2004, so my memories are definitely hazy here, but from what I remember, they started wheeling me into the OR while

The last time I was under anaesthesia was in 2004, so my memories are definitely hazy here, but from what I remember, they started wheeling me into the OR while giving me something potent. It felt good, like in the morning when your alarm goes off but sleep feels so wonderful and pleasant that you just want to shut your alarm off and go back to sleep. Years later, I heard an addiction to whatever drug they used here was what killed Michael Jackson, and I don't blame him one iota for being addicted to that stuff. And as I was being given that stuff, the doctor was saying some things to me about... something (I remembered what he was saying back in 2004, but it's been almost two decades since so that memory is gone), maybe it was the "count backwards from 100" thing I heard about in fiction. And the next thing I knew, I was waking up in the recovery room, my mouth was super dry, and I was out of it and loopy for an hour or two. It was like my brain just... turned off for the entire surgery. This was before the first time I ever got really drunk (I wasn't old enough to drink at the time), but in hindsight the "loopy" feeling for the first hour or two after waking up felt no different from all the times I've been drunk off my ass since.