Propofol

Darkness.

Strange noises.

I can't move.

My hands are tide down.

I would not be able to move much anyway.

My eyelids feel taped shut.

I am barely breathing through a straw in my throat.

Panic springs up like wildfire.

I am gaging. I feel a wave of pain and terror.

I am drowning. I can't stop it.

Loud piercing screams are all around me.

What is going on?

Where am I?

Who created this nightmare I am in?

I hear the piercing sound stop,

and the sound of a calm soothing voice.

She say's " It's okay. You are in the hospital.

You have a tube in your throat helping you to breath.

It is the middle of the night.

I will give you some medicine to help you relax.

You are safe."

I feel the panic start to fade.

I am able to breath once again.

All I feel now is a warm hand in my own

comforting me.

I stop fighting and let myself relax.

Ah. Bliss..

Pain free, care free,

and back into my wonderland.