You've had a bad year, since you lost your job, when you see an advert for the clinic, volunteers for medical tests. The money is good. You phone, and they ask you a jumper of questions. They say they'll get back to you.
Two days later, a message comes asking you in for 4pm, and requesting that you drink lots and have a full bladder when you arrive.
That day, you put off peeing as much as you can, and as you arrive at the clinic you are uncomfortably full.
When you arrive, you are swiftly taken to an OR prep room, and the nurse with you helps you change into a surgical gown. You mention your full bladder and the nurse says "Doctor will help"
Sat on a gurney, you wait for the doctor. When they come, they explain the tests need to be under general anaesthetic. "I don't like needles, I said that in the questions" you protest. "It'll be gas induction" they say.
You're asked to lie back, your bladder could explode but you hold it in. Wheeled into the OR, you see a big anaesthesia machine, with a black mask hanging from the tubes on it.
Swiftly but gently, the Doctor places the mask on your face. "Breathe deeply and slowly" and the mask fills with a rubbery sweet smell. You begin to relax and feel floaty. After a few breathes, the can see the Doctor pick up a rebreather bag, and begin to squeeze it as he adds the sevoflurane.
Soon you are unconscious. An injection of a hypnotic drug is made, and headphones placed on you. The nurse inserts a catheter, and drains your bladder. "That's better, only way to get relief is here" is repeated through the headphones, over and over. The nurse fills your bladder with saline through the catheter, and drains again. She does this many times.
When you come round, in recovery you're told that it went well and that you can soon leave. You can come by any time if there are issues. Later that day a good payment lands in your bank account.
The next day at home, you try for the toilet. Nothing happens, just a dribble. "I don't really need just now" you think.
Later again, when you try once more as your bladder is much fuller, again nothing happens.
"The clinic is open" you think and hurry down. You're greeted by a nurse with a knowing smile, and taken again to the OR prep. Quickly changed and into the OR. Another gas induction. Another injection of hypnotics. The headphones again, and they insert a catheter and drain you. And fill you. And drain you.
When you come round you are in a diaper, for protection you are told, and that it's important to keep it dry.
Sent home you are again unable to pee. After only a few hours you return to the clinic. Your are desperate to pee, but explain you have kept the daiper dry.
Changed again and into the OR, you are told this time you must stay a while, to be cared for and correct the bladder issue.
You submit, and allow the mask again. This time, they put a needle in your hand, and inject you with a muscle relaxant.
As it takes effect and you breathing stops, they insert and LMA and begin artificial respiration. It's so uncomfortable but you crave the unconsciousness now, so you can pee.
As you drift to sleep, you here them say "we have this one now, prepare the room for long term patient"
You have been well trained, and they have you now, and will do as they please
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