People say that everything happens for a reason so when I almost knocked my nurse out before my knee surgery, there was a reason. It isn’t expected of me to do this but when it comes to needles and tubes going up my nose I wasn’t too thrilled. Nurse Kim escorted me to my pre op room to prepare for my knee surgery. I’m not necessarily scared of the doctors or nurses but I just watched a whole season of Grey’s Anatomy before my surgery so in my mind, the simplest surgery can end in death with one mistake. The gown was very plain and open in the back, not the cutest thing in the world but it does come with some pretty snazzy socks. Chills crept upon me when I saw my nurse brought in the equipment for an IV. The clear slushy substance hung from a
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Wolter’s said. “This is it, my death sentence is approaching. A swarm of nurses came into my room. a swarm in my world is two but they are the worst when there’s a trio of them! Two would hold you down and the third one would torture you in some way.
“Time to go dear,” Nurse Kim said. The other four nurses gathered my IV and I help my ugly gown, hugged my parents, and walked side by side with the three nurses. There was a room with cords, a rolling bed, scanner, and a monstrous shiny object off in the corner. My feet stop like a deer in the headlights. My heart stops just like it did 30 minutes ago. This is what I’ve been dreading the whole time. I lay on the bed as the nurses start to attach wires and other equipment to me. A man shoved a tube up my nose, air was going up my nose, or was it a poison?!
I try to breath with the few moments I get to be conscious, a lady grabs my hand as if it was stress ball. This is going to be the most painful thing physically and mentally. I sat up breathing heavily, I needed one moment alone. Too many people crowded me, the room started to shrink up, the needle about to be injected in me grew wider and longer than
Wolter’s said. “This is it, my death sentence is approaching. A swarm of nurses came into my room. a swarm in my world is two but they are the worst when there’s a trio of them! Two would hold you down and the third one would torture you in some way.
“Time to go dear,” Nurse Kim said. The other four nurses gathered my IV and I help my ugly gown, hugged my parents, and walked side by side with the three nurses. There was a room with cords, a rolling bed, scanner, and a monstrous shiny object off in the corner. My feet stop like a deer in the headlights. My heart stops just like it did 30 minutes ago. This is what I’ve been dreading the whole time. I lay on the bed as the nurses start to attach wires and other equipment to me. A man shoved a tube up my nose, air was going up my nose, or was it a poison?!
I try to breath with the few moments I get to be conscious, a lady grabs my hand as if it was stress ball. This is going to be the most painful thing physically and mentally. I sat up breathing heavily, I needed one moment alone. Too many people crowded me, the room started to shrink up, the needle about to be injected in me grew wider and longer than