I've come to the conclusion that my body just doesn't like to be messed about with. A few months ago I had an operation on my sinuses. It was a comparitively non invasive procedure to open up and drain my maxillary sinus. Apart from a momentary attack of anaesthetic terror (I was afraid I'd never wake up) the operation went just fine. I woke up mere seconds after I went under, but someone had moved the clock hands around 3 hours. It was oddly familiar coming down - I was talkative, agitated and very dry mouthed. They'd used cocaine up...
