FollowMe, I was too effed up in my head to even think about that. I t took me for a loop before I was able to get on my feet again. Now I wish I would've, but as I say, "coulda, shoulda, woulda isn't gonna change sh*t. "
In the beginning of the "Awake" movie, they accurately told how infinitesimal the chances were of one happening. And, my surgery wasn't one where an Awareness would've been likely, and I'm not a redhead, so an even smaller chance of it happening to me.
I can say I'm grateful for the lessons I learned from it, but I'd never want to go through it again. And me, being the sensitive gal I am, can't stand the thought that one is happening as I type. One thing that would've significantly helped me mentally afterward is having someone who had been through the same thing to talk to, a volunteer. Us survivors are trying to convince the ASA to work with us so maybe we can set up a hotline for fresh victims. I made that woman a promise I will not break. We hope that we can get them to list more information about Awareness, since the ASA website was my jumping off point for learning why an Awareness happens. And, personally, I don't think it's good enough that on the surgical consent forms it's listed as a possible complication, but not talked about with the patient. I've had five surgeries since that one, and it's always had to be me that brought it up to the anesthesiologist, which doesn't seem correct to me.
