Anaesthesia and an Anaesthetic. Lethal Combination!
Such awe-inspiring creatures are these anaethetics. They've got this amazing power in their hands! A little more and you'd be fucked. A little less, then too you'd be fucked, with PAIN. Such is the power that lies in that oh-so-huge syringe that sucks your pain and infiltrates you with a feeling of Numbness. 'Feeling of Numbness'-Ah! quite paradoxical. You can't really FEEL Numb! =)Well yeah.., writing this piece after recovering from my semi-altered state of consciousness and still under the influence of this amazing drug called anaesthesia, i wish to recount my experience. Strange are these anaesthetics, coz they tell you (atleast mine did) NOT to close your eyes while they poke you inside your mouth(for me) to give you a dose. So, there you are, sitting helpless on that seat SEEING yourself being given that magical potent. I got 5 (mind you, whereas technically i should have got 4. Stubbornness, i guess, it runs in my blood! =/ )
And while the treatment goes on, i shoot to the moon. Dizzy. Thinking random things and moments of revelation which i had never dreamt would occur to me in that state. You think, but you can't feel. (atleast not in that area that is numb).
(with occasional sights of blood laden cotton emerging from my mouth :S ) One such thought that occurs to me in that state is the everlasting conflict since the origination of psychology, between Mind and the Body. My face below the eyes was numb for atleast 4 hours. In that span of time, even if someone held my face or kissed me as a gesture of love and care, it didn't matter. And it wouldn't have mattered, not even if it would have been someone i love. Simply because i couldn't feel that sensation of touch. My neural pathways would not transfer that information to my higher centres of processing inorder to make me experience that threshold of sensation.
And this dear reader, was Numbness.
Mind and body are like two parallel lanes of a railway track which together support the train running over it. No one wins. They're incomplete and lifeless without each other, capable of causing a 'derailment' even if either of them is disfunctional. They're like two contradictions and quoting my demigod here
"You have to systematically create confusion, it sets creativity free. Everything that is contradictory creates life". - Dali
Don't know why, but i really had an awesome experience. (and the reader must be thinking that the writer is crazy, but who cares! ) i REALLY did! Honest! Considering the fact that I have never fainted in my life (not that i remember), never got a fracture (i mean, c'mon, Everyone does!) or had any such medical complications (except years ago coz of asthma). I feel a little out of place. Not that i'm saying i love visiting hospitals, But... it's just WEIRD! Also, expressing my feelings here as a younger sister, i always find it very strange and (most of the time) frustrating as to how it has always been my sister who has had medical complications. WHY?! why why why? Even though, i'm the one who is a caesarean child! If there should have been any complications, it should've been with Me, not her!
But today, i feel different and i know that as a matter of fact, so will she! Because it's me who wins this time. Here i'd like to mention that tomorrow, my sister will be undergoing the similar treatment, I did today. The only difference is that mine was intentional and her's is a necessity, a 'medical emergency'. But i promise her, that it'll be different for her THIS time. Not because she would not have any of the family member beside her tomorrow, but because i shall suck away all her pain. Not a minuscule of what she has experienced over the years... but just a pin prick. A pin prick of anaesthesia, I shall be... =)
*adds a line* oh, and what is best is that the after-effects of this lethal combo puts you to a peaceful and tranquil sleep. You'd realize its value if you're an insomniac.
I feel levitated. My work is done. =)
PS: I love you J, and i'm gonna marry an anaesthetic! ;)
