for a hospital confession..

I have spent so much time in blogland today...catching up on reading blogs, commenting on blogs and researching about an upcoming blog challenge that it is now 6 minutes past my bedtime on Sunday night and I've just realised I haven't written my blog for tomorrow! My bad...

So here goes for my probably short and sweet confession this week...

I must confess.... hospitals make me cry..

I have been fortunate enough not to spend too much time in hospital as a patient but the few times I have gone under the knife I have woken up crying.... random I know..

I can't explain it and I have no idea why it happens but as I am 'coming to' I feel that big lump in my throat and tears welling in my eyes and rolling down my cheeks...I hear nurses saying "What's wrong Zita" to which all I can do is shake my head and shrug my shoulders.

During my pre-op at my most recent day surgery when they asked me if I had any difficulties with anaesthetic I told them it makes me cry, puzzled, I explained to them that there was a strong chance that when I was waking up in recovery I would be crying...sure enough, I was!

Do you have any side effects from anaesthetic? Are you a crier like me?

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