10:25 and I'm on the trolley. The anaethetist puts a canula (hey - I've watched Holby City, and I know the jargon) in the back of my left hand whilst the nurse attaches pads and wires to my chest. She takes my glasses off my face and the world disolves into a blur. A mask goes over my face and I feel a brief moment of claustrophobia before the anaesthetic kicks in.
Oblivion.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
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