I’d never discourage anyone from getting this procedure. We all have our reasons …but mine was a nightmare.
So there I was, laying there, waiting for the freezing to take effect before a small 1 inch incision, I passed out. When I came to the Doctor was pulling a small cord with surgical tweezers. I passed out again. When I woke up again there were more people in the room …they cut the cord and began to cotterise the cord with a large pencil-like lazer. That one didn’t work. It was dead. A nurse rushed out of the room and returned with another lazer-pencil. That one didn’t work either.
By now I could sense that the doctor was fuming. More nurses came and left the room. In a stern voice the doctor said; “ Go to 7-11 (corner store) and buy new batteries …NOW! I assume the pencil-lazer was repaired when I saw a small puff of smoke rising from between my legs. I passed out again.
Passing out started to feel like part of the procedure. Kinda like an escape. My vision would blur, things got quiet, ceiling and lights would rush by, and finally nothing.
When I woke again it looked like everything(the procedure) was done. A nurse asked if I was okay. “Sure” I said, “but I’ll just lay here for awhile”. My next move was to the chair next to the bed. On my way there, with some help, I passed out again. 30-40 minutes passed before I was allowed and able to leave. My truck(new 3/4 ton Dodge Cummins diesel) was parked just outside.
Once I entered and started my truck I began to leave the parking lot …but I rolled over a speed bump. I passed out again because I found myself slumped in my seat and the truck had rolled to the far end of the parking lot while still in gear . I rested for awhile.
The freezing was starting to wear off by now (3 hours) and I was becoming very very hungry. I decided to drive to the local McDonalds for some “food” that might lessen the hypoglycaemia. In the drive-thru lane my truck went over another speed-bump. This was like getting kicked by a donkey. I passed out for a while. I was able to place my order and headed home.
When I arrived home, bag of food in hand, I started up the stairs …and passed out. After I woke again I ate my food were I layed. I eventually made it to my couch, took some pain meds, and slept.
It’s all good now though

. Thank gawd. Good times!