a bit of an interesting story i have mentioned before elsewhere on the forum.
a cardiac surgery i underwent some time back - i had a request - ipod and music in my ears while undergoing the procedure.
anaesthetist gave it approval, but ipod and earphones would have to be disinfected prior to entering the theatre complex.
i loaded a 6hr playlist.
next day i'm in the induction room ready to be taken into theatre, anaesthetist points to ipod " we are ready for take-off", and i'm wheeled in and put on the table. a short conversation takes place - anaesthetist: "ready when you are".
i pop the earphones in, hit play, adjust volume (pretty high) and press the "lock" button on the ipod.
i lay back and watch the ceiling and everything around it rapidly vanish as the drugs kick in (very very quickly).
hours later i wake up, still heavily drugged - dazed and confused.
after a while i notice the nurses are having a good laugh, surgeon and anaesthetist grinning - but it's me that is the source of entertainment and amusement for all.
i pass out again.
i'm in the recovery room.
transpires i was not coming out of anaesthetic as expected, so im kept in the recovery room next to theatre until they are happy to move me to icu.
nurses were watching me, waiting and expecting signs of me recovering from aneasthesia.
one sharp cookie eventually noticed my toes were moving, but otherwise largely unresponsive.
she points this out to the others - who apparently watched on curiously.
anaesthetist was in and out also keeping watch.
same nurse then realises she can very faintly hear music coming from the earphones.
she removes them, but then another notices my toes stop moving.
earphones are put back in, toes start up - earphones get removed and toes stop again.
she rushes off to find the aneathatist " come quickly, come look".
anaesthetist is panicked, calls the surgeon (both thinking something has gone wrong) - go rushing in to the recovery room.
nurse explains what she had been doing, and repeats her "experiment" for the doctors.
anaesthetist and surgeon repeat the experiment - same result.
at that point the ipod is turned off.
about 15 minutes later i am showing signs of coming out of anaesthetic - i'm moved to icu.
i eventually start waking up.
aneathatist to me: "love is all you need"
my head is still spinning - the man makes no sense.
"love is all you need at the butterfly ball" he says to me with a grin on her face.
icu nurse starts laughing.
"does that not sound at all familiar" he asks me.
my eyeball are rolling all over the place, head is spinning
"its a song", i answer.
pass out again.
some time later i'm awake - surgeon, anaesthetist and nurses watching on in curious anticipation.
everyone is entertained by something.
and then the big reveal - "love is all" was playing at the time in the recovery room, with my toes moving to the music - my toes alone - nothing else.
the great experiment in the recovery room was regaled to all, and met with a great amount of amusement.
so here we go - the source of entertainment: