#anestesia

[anes-tesia]

[skreech21]

Llámame en la madrugada y dime qué no puedes dormir, porque estás pensando en mi.

[vanteguccir]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWISDOM TEETH * MATT STURNIOLO

SUMMARY　::　where Y/N faces the terrifying experience of having four wisdom teeth removed. With her boyfriend, Matt, and his brothers by her side, Y/N goes through moments of anxiety, laughter, and confusion under the influence of anesthesia.

FEATURING　Matt Sturniolo x reader　REQUESTED?　yes.

WARNINGS　::　mentions of blood, pain, surgery, dentist, anesthesia.

AUTHOR'S NOTE　::　that is my work, I DON'T authorize any form of plagiarism; copy, "inspiration" or translation! | english isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

The sun shone high in the sky as Y/N and Matt got into the car, ready to face the journey to the dentist's office.

"You're going to be okay, honey." Matt said as he arranged himself in the driver's seat, casting a quick glance of genuine concern in his girlfriend's direction, who spent the entire morning glued to himself, exposing her fear into emotions and complaints.

Y/N smiled small, buckling her seatbelt and moving her body above the upholstered so she found a comfortable position, trying to shake off the bad thoughts about the surgery.

"I hope so, but I can't promise I won't put on a little show in there." The girl joked, trying to relax the atmosphere, resting her hands on her thighs so that her slightly sweaty palms were in contact with the fabric of her jeans.

"I doubt you're the worst patient they've ever seen." The boy laughed as he started the car, turning his head to his right and sending her a wink.

Nick and Chris quickly settled into the middle seats of the car, each of them with a reassuring smile on their face. Nick held the camera firmly in his hands, lowering his gaze to the screen and changing a few settings.

They were like brothers to Y/N, and their presence there was comforting for her.

“Ready for the adventure, Y/N?” Chris asked with a mischievous smile, rubbing the palm of his hands before leaning his body forward and placing his upper body on the car console so that he could see the girl's reaction more closely, placing his right hand on the back of her seat to stabilize himself.

A loud curse from Nick was heard, the boy complaining that Chris was blocking the camera's view before forcefully pulling him back against his own seat.

"If by adventurous you mean a terrifying one, then yes." The girl sighed, ignoring their bickering while pretending to be excited before closing her eyes tightly, pressing the bridge of her nose with the index finger and thumb of her right hand, trying to relieve some of the tension there.

During the first few minutes of the trip, Y/N tried to remain calm, but anxiety began to seep into her chest, leaving a metallic taste in her mouth. She looked at the clock on the car dashboard and saw that there were still twenty minutes until they arrived at the office, even though it seemed like they had already been inside the car for hours.

"Matt, I changed my mind. Can we go home?" Y/N interrupted Chris's yapping from the backseat, her voice trembling slightly as her hands balled into fists above her thighs, a result of her nervousness.

Matt glanced at her quickly before returning his attention to the road ahead, taking his right hand off the steering wheel briefly and moving it towards his girl, reaching blindly for her own, intertwining their fingers and giving hers a firm and comforting squeeze.

"You're kidding, right? We're already halfway there, my love. Look, it's going to be okay. I promise." The brunette murmured gently, trying to calm her nerves as he kept his attention on the road, frowning slightly in concentration.

"I know, it's just... I hate dentists so much, and I don't know if I want to take anesthesia." The girl admitted, shrugging her shoulders as she forced a small smile, squeezing Matt's hand back.

"Don't worry, girl, we'll be in the room with you the entire time." Nick said from the backseat, his voice sounding comforting, interrupting whatever negative thoughts Y/N's mind was creating at that moment, earning a weak nod in response.

The minutes dragged by slowly as the car made its way down the road. Y/N tried to distract herself by looking out the window, but the sight of buildings and businesses quickly passing by only increased her agitation.

"Have you thought about what you're going to do with your wisdom teeth after they're removed?" Chris asked suddenly, interrupting the tense silence as he kept his eyes fixed on the scenery outside the vehicle.

Y/N blinked, surprised by the sudden question.

"Well, I thought I'd ask the doctor to keep them for me. Maybe I could make a necklace-" The girl interrupted her own sentence, widening her eyes and turning her torso to her left side abruptly, gripping the side of her own seat with her right hand so that she could look at the back and the driver's seat at the same time. "No, wait, I can put it under my pillow, right?" The volume of her voice rose quickly, sudden excitement dripping into her words.

"Pillow? Why would-"

"For the tooth fairy, obviously! I'm going to remove four wisdom teeth. Do you know how much money I could make from that? I don't, but I know it's a lot!" She rambled, breaking into a big smile as her eyes went from Matt to Nick and Chris and back again.

"It's 40 dollars, Y/N." Nick responded in an amused tone, turning to Chris and letting out a silent laugh. The youngest shrugged, leaning over the space between one seat and another and taking the camera from Nick's hands.

"They can't give your teeth back, honey. When they take them out, your teeth turn to dust." Matt said as if he was speaking to a child, a hidden smile growing on his face as he kept his eyes straight ahead, raising them momentarily to the rearview mirror and casting an amused glance at Nick, who was already looking back at him, knowing he was joking.

"No! Babe, don't say that. Are you serious?" Y/N screamed, her eyes widening comically before tears began to well up in her eyes, shining against the sunlight, her mouth forming an involuntary pout.

"Oh no, don't cry. If you cry, I'll cry, too." Nick noticed her tearful expression, closing his eyes tightly and bringing the palm of his hands to his own, rubbing his blue orbs harshly, trying to shake off his own emotions.

"Oh no, Nick, don't you dare cry-" Chris's voice was interrupted by a loud sob coming from Y/N, which tore from her throat, tears escaping her eyes without permission.

Her ears quickly caught the loud laughter of Matt and Chris, and Nick's sniffles, while her boyfriend squeezed her hand tightly, trying to convey support and reassurance even though he was laughing at her sensitive state.

As they got closer to the office, Y/N's heart started to beat faster. She felt a mixture of fear and excitement bubbling inside her and knew that soon she would be facing the inevitable.

"I think I'm having a panic attack." The girl murmured, her voice muffled by the crying she had minutes before as her nose sniffled repeatedly.

"No, you're not." Matt said amused, rolling his eyes playfully before squeezing Y/N's hand one last time, slowly releasing it and taking his back to the wheel so that he could concentrate on entering the building's parking lot, parking the car in one of the free spaces closest to the main entrance.

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves as she exited the vehicle with the help of her boyfriend. She knew she had a long road ahead, but with Matt and the triplets by her side, she felt like she could face the situation she had put off for so many weeks. And so, with one last sigh, she entered the office.

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Y/N was already in the dental chair, nervously looking up at the white ceiling as the doctor prepared everything around her. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest as her hands sweated nervously. Matt caressed her right shoulder firmly and carefully, conveying the silent support she needed so much at that moment.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Matt asked, tilting his head down so he could look better at her.

"Of course I am." She responded, swallowing hard, trying to force a smile while focusing her eyes on his, though her voice betrayed her anxiety.

Nick and Chris were a little further away, on her right side and close to the large wall of windows, their expressions a mixture of concern and unsuccessful attempts to hide their laughter. The fact that Nick knew what the feeling and procedure was like made him more amused by her present and future state.

As the doctor began moving equipment, Y/N watched curiously. She extended her right arm, allowing one of the nurses to attach the blood pressure and heart rate monitor to the correct location, feeling a shiver run down her spine. This was getting very real very fast.

"I feel like an astronaut about to take off." Y/N teased, biting her bottom lip lightly, trying to ease the tension out of herself.

"Well, at least there's no zero gravity to deal with." Nick chuckled softly, zooming the camera to the surrounding equipment before looking at the girl, offering her a reassuring smile.

Chris let out a laugh at his response, it echoing through the office and bringing a bit of lightness to the tense environment.

"I hate that sound. It reminds me of Grey's Anatomy, exactly when a patient is about to die." The girl said suddenly, pointing with her chin at the machine where the sounds of her heart were coming from.

"Hey, don't say that." Matt warned amid laughter, shaking his head while still caressing her shoulder, squeezing the area gently to relieve her muscle tension.

As the doctor began to prepare the IV, Y/N felt a wave of panic pass through her body. She looked at the thin tube with wide eyes and an expression of horror, watching him take off the cover and connect the wire to the syringe with the anesthesia.

"Matt." She muttered in a shaky voice, her lips trembling again as she clenched her right hand into a fist, accidentally letting the heart rate meter slip out.

"Hey, pretty girl, I'm right here. I won't leave your side, I promise. When you wake up, we can get ice cream from that ice cream shop you love, huh?" Matt curved his spine slightly so that his face was close to hers, holding her chin with his free hand and pulling it towards him, looking deep into his girl's eyes.

Chris quickly moved forward, taking her best friend's right hand gently and arranging the meter back into its correct place.

The doctor finished preparing the IV and approached Y/N with it, extending the girl's left arm gently and cleaning the injection site. Y/N forced herself to keep her eyes fixed on the blue ones she loved, Matt quickly acting to cover the exposed side of her head with the palm of his free hand, creating a covering over her eyes.

The girl her breath as the doctor inserted the needle into her vein, feeling it enter centimeter by centimeter, but to her surprise, it didn't hurt as much as she expected.

"It's not that bad." The girl murmured seconds after feeling the needle not moving anymore, feeling a little relieved, blinking repeatedly in an attempt to keep the tears away.

"See? You're doing so good, my love. My brave girl." Matt smiled big, tilting his face forward and kissing her forehead gently.

As the anesthesia began to take effect, Y/N felt a tingling sensation spread throughout her body. She blinked a few times, trying to get used to the strange sensation and regain her vision, which was becoming slightly blurred.

"When did the ceiling start dancing?" Y/N asked, interrupting what Nick was reporting to the camera, her eyes fixed on the ceiling that seemed to be moving erratically.

Matt laughed softly, his hand - still on his girlfriend's shoulder - shook slightly from the action, being followed by Chris and Nick, their laughter filling the office.

"I think the anesthesia is taking effect." Chris watched in amusement, crossing his arms and approaching, his voice sounding a little distant to the girl's ears.

Y/N laughed, feeling lighter than ever, blinking slowly.

"I never thought I'd say this, but I think I'm really enjoying it." She said groggily, her voice sounding sleepy as she gave in to the anesthesia.

"Baby-" Matt began, his speech being interrupted by his own laughter, his index and thumb fingers pinching the bridge of his nose in disbelief. "What's your word, love?"

But the answer didn't come, his girlfriend having given herself over to a deep anesthesia-induced sleep.

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Y/N blinked her eyes slowly, trying to focus her vision as the haze of sleep began to dissipate. She felt groggy and disoriented, but a sense of relief washed over her body when she understood that the surgery was over. She blinked a few times, trying to take in her surroundings.

“Hi, Y/N, how are you feeling?” Nick asked in a calm tone, leaning closer to her with a gentle smile, giving space for the camera in Chris' hands to capture the moment.

Y/N turned her head towards him, blinking slowly, her mind still clouded trying to assimilate that it was Nick there with her.

"As if I'd been run over by an elephant." She murmured, her voice sounding strangely loud to her own ears, shaking her head from side to side as fast as she could, trying to stay conscious.

Matt entered the room again, having gone away for some minutes to talk to the doctor about post-surgical care, his serious face lighting up when he noticed Y/N already awake.

"Look who's back! Are you okay, sweetheart?" The boy asked, extending out his hand and reaching for hers, holding it tenderly and firmly, stroking the back of her palm with his thumb.

"I-" As soon as Y/N opened her mouth to speak, one of the gauze that sealed the right side of her mouth above her gums escaped her lips. Her eyes instantly widened, a loud sound of surprise echoing through the room. "Oh no, my tongue fell out."

"Your-" Chris began, his own laughter interrupting his sentence.

Matt turned to the camera, laughing loudly as he closed his eyes tightly, keeping his hand on his girlfriend's shoulder, trying to hide his own reaction from her.

"That's not your tongue, baby." The brunette said while still laughing, shaking his head.

"It is! They made my tongue fall out and removed my cheeks." The girl fumed, rolling her eyes nervously as she tried to cross her arms, the loud alarm sound echoing from the heart rate meter machine abruptly interrupting her action.

"Y/N, you can't take out the meter." Nick warned in a firm tone, arranging the small equipment back on her finger with his free hand.

"I'm sweating, I need to take this off. It's making me overheat." The girl spoke again, ignoring the demanding tone Nick was using, waving her arm with the IV in the air, silently indicating that she was talking about her hoodie.

"But you love wearing hoodie, pretty." Matt murmured, frowning as he leaned over her upper body, lowering her arm gently.

"Not this one! I like yours. Mine is a piece of shit." Y/N exclaimed as if it was obvious, rolling her eyes again.

The sound of Nick's loud laughter echoed off the walls of the small room, as Matt stared at her in disbelief, widening his eyes and taking them from his girl to the camera and back again.

"Here, baby." The boy sighted, taking his hand off Y/N's shoulder momentarily so that he could pull his own hoodie up, passing the piece over his arms before arranging it on the correct side, leaving his own upper body covered only by a white t-shirt. "You can have mine."

Matt stretched the hoodie over Y/N's upper body, keeping it over her own hoodie, knowing he wouldn't be able to take it off due to the IV.

"Thank you, kind sir." Y/N genuinely thanked him, opening a big and childlike smile. "Oh no, take this one off and put yours on me, Matty." She spoke again seconds later after noticing that her boyfriend's hoodie was just resting on her body.

“No way, Y/N, you have the IV.” Chris answered for Matt, briefly pointing to his best friend's left arm.

"What... Wow, what is this? Am I a toy or something?" The girl's tone came out louder than expected, her eyes widening comically as she raised her arm again, seeming to remember just at that moment the small thread that connected the needle to the anesthesia.

"It's the IV, my love. It's harmless, I promise. Does it hurt?" Matt explains gently, leaning into her slightly and squeezing her shoulder gently, drawing her attention back to him.

"No... Are they gonna fix my tongue?" Y/N returned to the first subject in a matter of seconds, lowering her gaze and focusing on the piece of blood red gauze above, now, Matt's hoodie.

"That's not your tongue, Y/N. It's just gauze. Put it back." Nick spoke this time, zooming in on the camera to catch his best friend's next reaction.

"I can't do it. There's an electrical wire connected to me." The girl remembered, rolling her eyes and raising her IV-covered arm, focusing her eyes there for a few seconds.

"Then ask your boyfriend."

"I have a boyfriend?!" Y/N turned her face towards the triplets abruptly, her eyes filling with tears within seconds as her lips trembled comically, even though she herself had been calling Matt "baby" this entire time.

"Of course you do, sweet girl. I'm right here. Remember? I'm your boyfriend, Matt." Matt quickly responded, his tone coming out as gentle as never before. He crouched on the floor, resting on his bent knees so that he was at eye level with her, giving her a genuine smile.

"Oh my God, that's awesome! You're so pretty. How did I manage to win you?" Y/N asked excitedly, raising her right hand and bringing it to her supposed boyfriend's face, cupping his right cheek lightly, feeling the skin heat up beneath her fingers.

A sound of surprise escaped Matt's lips as the heart rate monitor preacher almost stabbed into his eye, a low chuckle following soon after.

"You didn't have to win me, I was the one that had to win you, babe." The boy declared, leaning closer to her and sealing the tip of her nose for long seconds, pulling away in time to see her close her eyes and wrinkle her nose cutely. "We'll go home soon, okay? I love you, sweetheart. You were so brave."

"You love me?" Y/N exclaimed again, the tears that had been in her eyes until that moment finally spilling over and rolling down her cheeks, leaving a wet, red trail behind, her skin reacting instantly to the intense emotions.

"I do, my love. I love you very much."

Nick and Chris watched the scene with eyes full of amusement, the camera capturing every second of the couple's interaction and the muffled laughs that the two emitted behind the lens.

"So, are you comfortable on that "chair"?" Chris asked suddenly, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Y/N snapped her head towards the youngest, opening her mouth slightly and processing his question for a few seconds.

"Yeah." The girl nodded slowly, removing her right hand from Matt's face and feeling the upholstery of the chair beneath her.

"Is it better than my gaming chair?" Nick asked then, smiling behind the camera, briefly remembering the times his best friend found refuge in his room and the two spent hours talking while she sat comfortably in his gaming chair.

"Do you have a chair?" She asked with wide eyes, tilting her head up to see Nick better, slightly pushing Matt to the side with her free hand, earning a laugh from Chris when he saw his brother almost fall completely onto the cold floor.

"Yeah, you have one, too! And so does Matt."

"I have a chair? For myself?" Her lips formed an involuntary pout, her eyes filling with tears again, the previous ones having stopped flowing only seconds before, her emotions acting on their own.

"Of course you do, baby! You study on it and play video games on my computer on it, too." Matt stated, nodding quickly as he returned to his previous position. "Now, do you remember who I am?"

Y/N turned her gaze back to Matt again, her orbs traveling over every detail of his face, her lower lip trembling slightly as her heart clenched tightly inside her chest. He was so beautiful.

"My baby, my baby-" A sob interrupted her speech, tears escaping her eyes like waterfalls. "You're my baby. I love you s-so much. You're- You're so p-pretty!"

"Yeah, sweet girl! Well done, I'm your baby, and I love you way more." The brunette replied in a bashful tone, pouting as he watched her cry like a little kid over something so simple, his own eyes welling with tears.

"You two are unbelievable." Chris shook his head, crossing his arms and looking into the camera lens with a look of "do you believe this?"

"Matty." The girl called again a few seconds later, ignoring the youngest of the triplets, closing her eyes tightly to wipe away the tears stuck in her eyelashes, her nose sniffling repeatedly. She took a deep breath and sticked her swollen tongue out of her mouth, trying to lick the tears that rested on her upper lip, even without feeling absolutely anything in the region. "I think my mouth is on its period..."

"Oh my God, baby, what?"

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[soy-un-caos-perfecto]

Sabía que había tomado la decisión correcta, pero no podía parar de llorar. 💔

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[nordicmedfet]

The unplanned surgery

An untold story from a private clinic in southern sweden

It's a gray rainy day in June, you are sitting at home in your solitude. Your phone buzz, a message shows up, its from a number you don't recognise, but you open it anyway.

'We know you want to be a patient for a day.' you slowly read as your heart begins to beat faster and harder. Who are these people and how do they know this about me?

'We want you to come to our clinic on Fifth Street on June 8th at 8 am for a consultation. Kind regards, the F Clinic'

You quickly write a reply. 'Who are you and how did you get my phone number?' You also quickly write a message to Sara, your best friend, who knows about your odd fantasies. But Sara has no idea what you are talking about. Asking you if you are okay. Shortly after the first message, another one appears, with instructions to fill out a health questionnaire.

At first, you're very hesitant and scared, but after Googling the clinic and understanding what they do, you open the health questionnaire. Answering questions about your height and weight, previous health history, and questions about your sexual health.

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The night to June 8th, you have not been able to sleep, yet you sit straight up, wide awake when the alarm rings at 6:45 a.m that morning. You quickly look at the message you received yesterday, which said you're not allowed to eat or drink anything, and that you need to shower and shave your pubic hair. The clinic is half an hour from your home. Imagining what will happen today as you walk towards the bus that will take you to the address.

When you step into the clinic through the large doors, you are struck by a sense of calm. The small, cold room contains a few chairs and a small reception. The woman at the reception desk looks up from her computer and gestures for you to sit down in one of the chairs. Time seem to pass in slow motion until the doctor suddenly appears out of nowhere, standing between the reception and the examination room.

'Hi, my name is Doctor Fetish and I will take care of you today.'

You quickly stand up and walk towards the doctor, shake hands with him and follows him into the examination room.

'Please take off your clothes and change into our clinics chlotes' the doctor says and hands over a long white shirt. You are confused as to why you haven't been given any underwear but you don't dare to ask the doctor. Placin the shirt over your shoulders and closing all the buttons. Doctor Fetish shows you to a narrow examination table. With support of his hand, you sit up on the table, the doctor then helps you to lay down.

'I'll start with an external examination,' the doctor says and opens the shirt and exposes your chest. He then takes out his stethoscope and begins to listen to your heart and lungs.

The doctor then proceeds to open more buttons on your shirt and exposes your abdomen. He listens with the stethoscope for a few seconds before proceding to palpate all over your stomach. Around your belly button and pelvic area, you flinch slightly, from a sudden sharp pain.

'Did this hurt?' the doctor said, pressing on the area again.

'Yes,' you answear shortly, feeling the sharp pain once again.

'I dont think we can continue our project until we've addressed your pain,' the doctor said, placing a light hand on your shoulder. 'Let me help you.

The doctor steps away from you and picks up his phone, quickly dialing a number and puts the phone to his ear. You can't hear the conversation that is taking place but you see the doctor nodding. The doctor ends the call and turns towards you, smiling softly. He walks up to you and once again place his hand on your shoulder.

'Don't worry, I asked a colleague to come in and help me. We need to do an exploratory laparoscopy. You shouldn't be in this much pain.'

A wave of fear washes over you. Your heart starts to race and your stomach tightens. This is not what you expected to happen. The doctor helps you up from the examination table and leads you out into the hall and you walk further down the corridors of the clinic. You are shown to a large white door and entering the room you see a small operating table in the middle of the room, with sharp lights and a big machine next to it. The wave of fear returns in the form of a tsunami. You look up at the doctor with fear in your eyes.

'What is this, what are you going to do to me?' feelin tears growing in your eyes

The doctor lead you to the operating table and lift you onto the table. Shortly after, another man opens the door. You get even more worried. 'Hi, my name is Doctor Sevorane and I'm going to help Doctor Fetish with your procedure today.' The man slowly walks further into the room and at the operating table the two doctors each take one of your arms and straps them to the armrests on the sides of the table. You try your hardest to get out of their grip but after a while of struggling, you realize you can't do anything. They are two against one, you dont stand a chance.

You get goosebumps from the cold air in the room. Doctor Sevorane sees this and gently puts a blanket over you. He seems to smile slightly under his mask. You can not understand why they try to look kind, in this terrifying moment. Another wave of fear wash over you. Doctor S then proceeds to prepare you by placing a blood pressure cuff on your right arm, you get a pulse ox on a finger on your left hand. Doctor S then lifts your shirt and exposes your bare chest. He puts five sticky circles on your chest and connects them to the EKG electrodes. You close your eyes, trying to hold back the tears and fear, turning your head to the side.

During this time more people have entered the room, a man and a woman in similar scrubs have started to set up a sterile table with all kinds of instruments. Doctor Fetish walks up to you, placing his hand on your chest.

'Its time for you to get put to sleep.' doctor Sevorane says with a soft voice. He tries to place a mask over your face but you try your best to escape his grip, shaking your head back and forth. Doctor Sevorane gets angry and shout at you to stop messing around. 'It's for your own good. You need this!' You stop and lay completely still, in pure fear. Doctor Sevorane places the mask over your mouth and nose. 'First i'll give you some oxygen.' You feel the light air flowing into your lungs. 'Just take some deep breaths for me' he calmly says and stroke you cheek. You take a few slow deep breaths, and doctor sevorane then star to turn the dial on the anesthesia machine, adding the anesthetic gas. You drift of to sleep and the doctor now takes a better hold of your face and the anaesthesia mask, pressing them tightly together. He then lifts your chin up to open your airway even more. Pushing breath after breath into your lungs with the help of the breathing bag.

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After a minute or two he gently lifts the mask and your face droops as you are now sedated. He gently tips your face up into the sniffing air position to make the intubation easier. He places the LMA into your mouth, and firmly pushes it deeper down your throat. The LMA is then filled with air and it gently move as it adjust itself to your larynx. After hooking you up to the ventilator and taping the tube to your face, he tells his colleagues that you are ready. He opens the shirt so that the unknown man and woman can start preparing you for surgery.

They gently lift your legs placing them in the stirrups. This exposes your pelvic area. The woman then places a catheter in your bladder and hook it up to a urine bag. Doctor Fetish and the assistants leave the room shortly and returns a few minutes later, arms wet from the antiseptic hand wash. Donning surgical gowns and gloves.

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The woman begins to wash you with a cotton ball drenched in alcohol to prep the surgical area. Rubbing another cold cotton swab all over your abdomen. She pays special attention to the belly button as it usuallly can be full of bacterias. Adding the alcohol to another cotton swab, dragging the fluid up on my inner thighs. She then changes to a more gentle cleaning solution and begins to clean my labias and inside of my vagina, changing the swab a couple of times. The man soon comes over and starts draping your body. Adding a drape on the top of your abdomen and handing it over to doctor S to seperate the surgical field from the anesthesiologist. Adding more drapes on your torso and draping each leg in the stirrups.

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Doctor F steps up to you laying on the table. 'Scalple please, miss Mia.' he says and places his hand opened in the air. The woman grabs the scalple and hands it to doctor F. He makes the first incision around your belly button, the blood slowly appears. He proceeds to place the camera port in the incision, taking some time to pierce the other layers of tissiue. He then makes three more incisions on your abdomen and ad the c02 line and other instruments. He inflate the abdomen using the carbondioxide, making it easier to see my internal organs. After looking throug my entire abdomen, doctor F is getting more and more worried as he can't seem to find what your problem is. But as he lifts up your left ovarie he can see the big cyst. He proceeds to remove the cyst very carefully, making sure it does'nt rupture. As they finish the procedure doctor F slowly remove each instrument and starts stiching the incisions closed.

'I didnt have time to examine her internaly' doctor F says, moving to the stirrups. He lifts the drape covering your pelvic area and to his surprise you are very wet. 'This can not be right' dr F says in chock. 'Her labias are so swolen. She is completly soaked.' Dr F proceeds to examine you as you suddenly feel two of dr f's cold gloved fingers embracing your labias, spreading them apart. Then dr f inserts three fingers into you and prosceeds to examine your vagina and cervix. Gently placing his other hand on your lower abdomen and palpating your ovaries and uterus.

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He slowly removes his fingers and grabs a metal speculum from the table of instruments. Yet again you feel his fingers seperating your labia and then the cold metal of the speculum beeing inserted. He slowly opens it to its fullest, feeling the tension it creats. He checks thoroughly and suddenly spots a deep red mark on the right side of your cervix. 'Please give me a curette' he says and Mia hands him a smal instrument. You suddenly feel a sharp pain as doctor F scrapes the spot away. He drops the lesion into a container and asks Mia to send it tho the pathologist urgently. He then slowly release the speculum and removes it completly, its covered in blood but also in vaginal fluid. 'She is the perfect patient!' doctor Fetish says. 'We need to keep her for further testing.' He looks over to dr Sevorane and they both nodd. As the drapes are removed, they lay your legs bac on the table. Dr S then removes the ventilator and connect it to an ambu bag. Grabbing the small vitals monitor from the hub and moving the bed out of the room, down the hall into a bigger room with soft lighting. Along the wall other women are hooked up to ventilators, kept sedated. He places your bed at number 10 and connects you to the ventilatior. 'Welcome to project Fetish. We will get go know you more later' He softly whisper in your ear.

All this time you have been aware of all the procedures, from the intubation and incisions to the internal vaginal exam but unable to object because of the anesthesia. Feeling the LMA deep in your throat, and the air flowing in and out with each breath. The cold swabs washing your abdomen and the cleaning of your vagina and cervix. This means you were the perfect patient after all for their project. Examening the factors that can make a woman aroused during a surgery or procedure. Despite you showing fear in the beginning you were actually enjoying it all in your sedated state.

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[jhomaes]

Mientras el tiempo cura todo, el silencio es mi anestesia.

Jhomaes

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