Here's how everything went down:
I tend to burn through meds. and anesthetic at a much higher rate than most, so after being practically slammed under I woke up to this.
No joke, here I am sitting in the recovery room in a daze (I apparently asked if they could bring me the Gamecube kiosk with Smash Bros. to the recovery room
. (The other GS across town from mine donated their old Gamecube kiosk to my hospital's OR waiting room.)) and for about an hour waiting for the anesthetic to wear off (Apparently this usually takes 20 mins. tops for most patients) I pined for it like a kid at X-Mas.It was hilarious to also finally find out why I had a can of Pepsi in my hand when I fully regained my coherence; apparently I ranted on about how awesome the Gamecube in the waiting room was, that I sold one of the nurses on one for her son after which she asked me if I wanted a Pepsi, to which I responded in what was apparently a loud yell "I only drink Pepsi Free like, Marty Mc. Fly!".
I'm not kidding you, I literally ranted on about this stuff and the GC's greatness for like 45mins. as the anesthetic steadily wore off; I have some sort of a penchant to always demand the GC kiosk and whatever game is in it whenever I get out of surgery or procedures and can't think straight given the fact that I usually play in the waiting room for an hour or so while waiting for the procedures to start. It's made me somewhat of a celebrity with the hospital staff though, plus it's some of the best and most effective impromptu salesmanship I've ever performed and I don't even remember half of it!
DEAD SERIOUS, no jokes, only drug induced craziness of the highest order.
Now if only I can remember what else happened in the half hour or so I completely lost that my mother and the nurse recounted the events which had transpired.
