Round 2 Going under

I'm feeling a bit apprehensive going into the op

Heading down to the theatre from my floor, we had to use an elevator, anyway while we were waiting for it to arrive, i was looking around nervous and bored outta my nut, when i noticed the sign on the elevator doors

NOT FOR PUB IC USE

*snort* I started to laugh, did ease my tension a bit *LOL* Someone had too much time on their hands, they'd stood there and pulled the 'L' off the doors *snort*

Still smirking to myself, in we all went. I hate elevators eh. So with tense muscles even tenser i wait out the ride.

Getting off i breathe a small sigh of relief, I'd have kissed the ground but i figured they might well wheel me to the dementure ward instead *LOL*

Wheeled into the little prep room they ask all the Q's and crap. Then the theatre doors open and in i go.

I had to get onto the theatre table myself, then they proceeded to scrurry around doing their thing.

The anaethetist picked up the drip line, and i sorta watched the BIG needle of 'jungle juice' as he called it, disappear into the line

It's the oddest feeling eh. My eyes were getting heavy and everything seemed to be floating away, then hello dream land

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