When I had my surgery to fix my broken ankle I had a dream. I didn't really know that you could dream while under anesthesia, but I guess you can. :0) During the surgery I dreamed I was at a lovely garden party. There was nice slow jazzy music playing and we were in a beautiful garden with lots of tables where people could sit and chat. The weather was cool and I was having a lovely time sitting at my table watching and listening to people enjoy themselves at this garden party. When I was moved to recovery and the nurses were trying to wake me up, I opened my eyes a bit and saw the nurses and the hospital and the thought came into my head, "Which world do I belong in?" Having opened my eyes and seeing the hospital and nurses I thought, "I don't want to belong to that world, I want to belong to the world with the lovely garden party." I closed my eyes to go back to the party and just as I was starting to hear the music again, I heard the nurse say, "I guess she's sleepy today, let her sleep."I thought, "Wait a minute! This world is not the real world! I need to go back to the other world even thought it won't be fun." I tried harder to open my eyes all the way and then I woke up all the way.
As I contemplated this experience, I realized that my lovely garden party was really just the operating room. I remembered that as they had wheeled me in there some really nice slow, jazzy music was playing. I remember the nurse saying that the anesthesiologist had brought his own cds to put on. I guess the people chatting were the doctors and nurses, and operating rooms really are quite cool in temperature. I think maybe the beautiful part of the "garden" was the fact that I was in a brand, spanking new hospital and my husband and I had both commented as we came in what a beautiful facility they had. I did have to laugh to myself to think that I had preferred the garden party to what was coming after the surgery however..