Edna3362 wrote:
I would've been an ideal patient; not afraid of needles or pain that came with it, no issues taking meds, never feared any doctors visit or a trip to the dentists...
Only that I can't seem to verbalize questions that young. I'm not even good with that yet at this age.
I'm the opposite: I pestered every medical worker treating me with science/technical questions about what they were doing, which they were very good sports about answering. While when I asked my pediatricians similar questions as a child, they all laughed in my face and never bothered to give me answers. To add insult to the injury, my parents scolded me afterwards for "being a blabbermouth". (The pediatric dentist I saw was good, though; he and his assistant did give me answers.)
I have only a slight fear of needles today, and it's mostly unnoticeable as long as I don't look. Which wasn't true when I was a kid; I was terrified of needles, which the pediatricians seemed to sadistically enjoy. Maybe "seemed to", but still.
My only
real fear recently was surgery awareness, when I had my surgery under general anesthesia. (That means waking up during surgery, and feeling all the pain but being unable to move or talk.) But the anesthesiologist pumped me so full of propofol and fentanyl, that the odds of it were extremely low. He also put a brainwave electrode on my forehead, to monitor my state, so he could pump more anesthesia into me in case my brainwaves got too active while under. The nurses caring for me after I woke up were very kind and helpful, and the congratulatory pat on the shoulder my primary doctor gave me was nice. Plus, I felt euphoria for days after the surgery, due to the chemicals the doctor gave me and the care the nurses showed.
I'm truly FLOORED by how well doctors and other hospital workers are trained at giving respectful care to patients these days in nonmedical ways, from warm communication style to dignified touch. Sadly, it's just to
adult patients. While I'm sure if I had the same surgery as a child, I'd get the same level of kindness as a pig in a butcher shop. Well, the nurses might have been OK, but that's about it. Not to mention, I wouldn't get propofol or fentanyl, just glorified aspirin.
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