The Van Buren press., 1896-07-25
THE SENSATIONS.
Attending a Surgical Operation as DO
scrfbed by PatienS


Attending a Surgical Operation as w
scribed by PatiehS.
A gentleman who has recently sue
cessfuIly passed through most dah-
perous operation has written deserlP-
ton of the proceeding from his stand
noin+ from the time he was placed on
the operating table to the day he walked
ont Of the hospital well man. He re-
lates it as follows:
Feel bit shaky, eh?' asked the
surgeon. "A tablespoonful of brandy
please, sister. Now, that's better.
eve will proceed with the chloro-
form. Mr.. Richardson the great man
said:
AT these words young doctor stand
ing at my head bent over me, holding d
towel in his hands. He managed to raise
nv lower jaw, and also to place the
ehloroform-saturate towel over my
mouth and nostrils at the same time A
sweet. burning, half-pleasant, hair
sicllly odor was emitted as | breathed.
breathe away quietly, and begin
to count slowly up to hundred
lone, two, three, four, five, SIX,
seven,' | murmured, and then, some
how, a confusion of thought came upon
me.
.1vherc had 7 got Y q? It didn'tin the
least matter, l knew, but still 1t wor-
ried me. But yet while even In the act
of deciding to go on counting again, to
begin at the beginning, | found that
was being suffocated, but still 1t was
pleasant suffeeation. | was uncertain
as to whether | should struggle or not.
That also didn't seem to be of much
consequence. Queer throbbing sounds
seemed to be acting on the depths of my
brain-I can give no clearer descrlp-
ton. There was a heavy, steady, but
mighty loud, beating of my heart, each
beat of which appeared to churn up my
brain.
''And now | was hearing music-the
divinest of music. The bass notes were
supplied by the throbbing. heavy sound
in my brain, but around mc-just as
though thousands of tiny fairies were
playing the very sweetest airs ON thou
sands of most delicately-tuned harps,
and the sweetest of little tinkling gold
and silver bells-the treble portion of
the melody was being enchantingly
played. / thought [ was in sunny gar
den, gorgeous with the fairest flowers
and scented with their perfumes. Twas
free from all disease, was deliriouslY
nd tod hn I've 10 n
were around me; l wanted for nothing
but to be left there and to lie and laze
for millions of years.
But then suddenly the gardens be-
came dark as night; rushing, roaring
wind swept over them; crash, as of ali
this worlds artillery being discharged
at once, seemed to annibilate me and
everything else, almost before / could
realize any change from the glorious
ness of my previous sensations! Then
came nothingness.
Coming to earth again, l found my.
self in my bed In the ward The house
surgeon was feeling my pulse. / just no
ticed that there were screens across the
bed, and that / felt Comparatively
sleepy, but trifie siellly. Surely moth.
ing could have happened since | fell
into the chloroformed sleep.
why, didn't they do the operation
after alp I asked The doctor smiled
My dear fellow he said, I oughtnot tc
say it, perhaps, but if you only knew
what you have gone through during the
| past two hours you'd know why | smile
at your question. Why, man, you have
| gone through an operation which has
only been performed twice before in
this country. Oh, yes, they did do the
operation, after all. Now, ask no ques
tons; lie still, don't talk, but try tt
sleep. Your life has been saved; you've
a good constitution, and II you do as
| you are told you'll walk ont of this place
| in less than three months a new man.
81 did, but have never forgotten the
| operation of which / felt nothing
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