I finally had my surgery this morning for my tubal. I was terrified as this was my first surgery ever and I was going in completely alone. Sorry for the wall of text, just decided to write down the whole thing. Feel free to ask questions if any!

Tl;dr: Nerves x 1000 - > great nurses -> sleepy time -> oral Sahara -> That's it?

I got there early and was kinda hoping they would give me something for the nerves, as I mentioned I had anxiety issues. They never did. They made me change almost right away, then went through some questions and stuff. And then I waited. And Waited. An hour or so later, the anesthesiologist came by and quickly went over what to expect and if I had any concerns and such. I told her I hated her (jokingly of course) and she laughed and said someone would come by soon to put in the IV. I have IVs. I hate needles. I was already a ball of nerves. As the clock ticked, the IV person came by, and I warned that I would not be surprised if I fainted (had many close calls, rather be safe than sorry) and asked if there was a place for me to lay down, but there wasn't. Great. After I told her I hated her too and some laughs, she got me to a lazy-boy type chair and started to get things ready. A near-by nurse came by to keep me distracted. A few F bombs might have gone off... Did I mention that I hate needles?

I stayed in zombie mode trying to not pass out, waiting for my time to come. Not sure if she gave me something when the IV was set up but I did feel a bit calmer. Surgeon came by, explained everything all over again with me, tried to scare me (cause of my age, 25) but failed. She said they were getting things ready and would come get me in a bit. I started to get really scared. The thought of backing out was strong and just getting stronger, but before anything could happen, a nurse came by to get me and helped me walk to the OR. I was terrified and actually started crying. Oh man did I want to back out at this very moment but I had come too far at this point and knew I would regret it if I did. They placed monitoring stuff on me, some pads things and told me they were giving me oxygen. I wondered why I was being given oxygen but didn't bother asking. They then once again went over things really quick, letting me know what to expect and if I had any last minute questions. I told them if they could just shut up and knock me out already. They laughed and said that was not a question but a request. They warned my IV might burn a bit as they were giving me some stuff, which did not burn at all. My eyes started to feel heavy, and next thing I knew, I was waking up!

I swear my mouth was trying to outdo the Sahara desert in terms of dryness and asked for water right away and asked for my phone. Cause I had already gone like 2 hours without it, fuck going any longer. I called my mom and texted my friends to let them know I was awake and fine. While still half asleep, ha. And then checked reddit, of course. I was given some pain meds and then just waited to wake up a bit more.

All in all, I was checked in at 7:30am, went into surgery just before 10am and was awake and able to get a drink, get my phone and place that call before 11am. Once I was a bit more awake, I was made to get up and walk to the lazy-boy chairs from earlier and drank what felt like the equivalent of the whole water supply of a small town, yet still felt I had the fucking Sahara in my mouth. Was provided some cookies to snack on and was told I'd be free to go as soon as I could use the ladies' room. I did it like a champ, and was then provided access to my locker to go change. A nurse explained to me how to take care of things for the next few days and then I waited for my friend to pick me up. I was home by 1:30pm.

It's now 10pm, in bed and feeling great considering everything. I took my first pain killer about half an hour ago, and that was mostly just cause I have them and why not make the little pain discomfort that I have. Right now it just feels like a very mild period, minus the blood. Pain and discomfort level before meds was like, a 1, maaybe a 2. Given the choice between this and periods in terms of pain and discomfort, every month, I would go with this no questions asked!