Done with Anesthesia!

Okay, that's it! I am saying it out loud now.

Who was the one who put moms in charge of taking their children to take the wisdom teeth out? I am done with that anesthesia shit!

The first time I experienced this was two years ago with my daughter. As soon as she got into the car, she started cursing and calling me "names". "It was my fault", she kept saying while kicking the car door and I was looking at that girl and thinking, "What the heck? I don't deserve this! Who is that girl?"

I told her to stop, then I let her cry, I kept my mouth shut and kept driving home. As soon as she got home, she took a nap and she didn't remember what had happened (apparently). I kept living my life thinking about how "drugs" make people different, not sure I liked that.

Today, it was my son's turn. As soon as I see him, I can see that he's chatting with the nurse. He gets in the car and is yapping. I tell him to shut up because he will be swollen. He says, "That's why Alice was a B... with you. You told her to shut up. You can't tell me to shut up! I want to talk!" Again, I was like, "Who is this? That is not my sweet son," but it was him drugged by anesthesia.

So, I remembered the first time and I kept my mouth shut while driving home. After some minutes in which he is still talking and nobody answering, he says, "Mom! I love you so much!"

Now, that is my son! He was back and I was glad. I told him I love him too and asked if he wanted ice cream. He asked me to make lemonade and when I nodded, he said, "That's why I love you!"

What? Did I hear it right? He loves me because I can make lemonade!

I don't get it! Anesthesia, who are you? What are you doing to people?

A poem below:

Sea

Sinélia Peixoto

I see the clouds moving

I hear the sound of the waves approaching

I look at the birds flying

While others sing, am I living?

I smell the salty air

I breath in and out feeling my hair

I feel the cold wind on my face

Rain drops everywhere

A voice within me telling to hold on

And inside me, I feel there's pain coming

I might be feeling odd

Because the only thing I want to see

is when peace gets here and stays with me.