Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Conscious Sedation

A couple of summers ago, I overheard some kids at a pool talking about going to the dentist and a procedure called conscious sedation. The parent started explaining how that you are awake, but you don't feel anything. There's an awareness of what's going on around you, but it's dim. I've also heard this anthesia referred to as twilight, a word and a time I have always loved, the time of day when the certain things begin to wind down and others wind up (snakes and women come out at night -- ha!), and of course, everything looks beautiful and fading. As far as the horrors of dentistry go, I've always been wide awake (with the dentist sweating and cursing, trying to pull out a very impacted wisdom tooth) or completely knocked out, so much so that I didn't wake for hours and when I did, I crawled to the phone and called my mother and told her that I did not have to follow her rules anymore. I was a mere 26, and it seemed like a good time to assert my independence.

That said, I think I've lived large chunks of my life, as we all do, in that state of going through the motions until something jars us into feeling or noticing things around us. Once I stayed in a Bates-like motel where a diapered poodle shuffled around the desk and rested his tiny tired poodle head on a needlepoint pillow sampler that said, Men and Chocolate Are Both Better Rich. I felt such sadness for the diapered poodle, but a great joy that someone loved him so much that they didn't mind his incontinence in later years. Nothing worked in the hotel -- the shower only had hot water, really hot water, and the television a mere two channels, one public access and the other played a 20/20 special about parrots and how difficult they are as pets, requiring tons of care and prone to self-mutilation when they got lonely or sad. Some of the owners were expressing horror at how much they had to do for their parrots and over the fact that these pets would outlive them by many years so there would be no natural reprieve. I thought I'd go into the shower and have a good cry over the poodle and the needy parrots and all other things lost to me, but I couldn't stand the heat for long. It wasn't the kind of lulling heat one might wish for.

Michelle's Spell of the Day

"When I talk to the camera, mate, it's not like I'm talking to the camera, I'm talking to you because I want to whip you around and plunk you right there with me. " Steve Irwin

Cocktail Hour

Sedation Shot

1 shot of chambord
1 dollop of heavy cream

Float cream on top of chambord

Benedictions and Maledictions

My sweet dog friend in the picture is Greta, and I would like to send birthday wishes to Greta's mother, the beautiful Karen, today!


r's musings said...

Dental visits--what fun! Not! I can handle the dental work, but listening to the hygenist ramble on and on gets to me... I do enough listening at home. I just want some peace and quiet when I'm sitting in that chair! lol --Robin

Pumpkinhead said...

I had a septoplasty and the Dr.'s name was Van Beek. Under conscious sedation, I told him to "cut it all out." Now I look like the evil twin of Lee Marvin in "Cat Ballou."

Commander in Chief said...

Don't shake your booty in a hot tub because we've already had enough tsunamis.

Croc Dundee said...

To Steve(Ahab)Irwin: "THIS is a knife."

Sheila said...

hmmm that's kinda scary.. you're awake but you don't feel anything anyone's doing to you. Couldn't someone take advantage of that? creepy.

The Very Reverend Ace Clemmons, Jr. said...

So who takes all the pictures?

had to ask.

the very.

bonnie said...

Honey, your spell sounds delish. Aren't you adorable with Greta the dog? kiss kiss Bon

Wichita-Lineman said...

My dentist rocks!!! His no pain policy in the shiz. Sure I'm sore later in the day, but that isn't until much later.

I love the Steve Irwin quote. His death is extremely tragic. I was very sad when I heard the news. He was really one of the nicest guys on and off television. It's amazing to think how many children he's educated.

JR's Thumbprints said...

I know how much you adore animals, but the poor dog in the picture looks like he had to wait a long long time to get his cookie.

On a different note, I know someone who went to college to study dentistry. I remember him telling me how they practiced on inmates and the homeless. He said he got a kick out of those few tough guys on "conscious sedation," especially watching a slow tear rolling down the side of their face.

Michelle's Spell said...

Hey Jim,

Actually, I was considered too easy of a touch for Greta because I didn't make her do any tricks for her treats like everyone else! I just gave her a big hug for eating the treat. That seemed like enough work for one day.

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