The embarrassment never ends

Today was my surgery to take the margins around my melanoma spot on my back. You may remember that I passed out during the biopsy. Today was much higher on the embarrassment scale.

The anesthesiologist decided that instead of general anesthesia we would try just a very heavy sedative instead. That's cool. She put something in the IV on the way to the OR that made me loopy. Every time we turned a corner on the gurney I said "weeeee!" They gave me more sedative to start the procedure and I started giggling. At one point I was giggling so hard they thought I was crying. Nope.

And the worst part. As they were bringing me out of it, I started singing. Lady Gaga. I could have sworn they had the radio on and I was just humming along. The nurse said the doctor doesn't like having music on when he does procedure. I was just singing along to "Edge of Glory" in my head. Loudly. The nurses and doctor were laughing pretty hard and the one that rolled me back to my room said that was the first time she'd seen someone have that reaction but I made her day. Hooray ketamine!