43. Last year they were knocking me out for a colonoscopy. It was the third time I had been put under in a year.
As such I had a curiosity: I had heard that when they knock you out you are still awake for awhile, you just don’t remember.
So in the spirit of science I proposed a test with the anesthesiologist: when she started the medicine I would begin counting backward. When I would wake up we would compare what I remembered to what she observed.
Plunger down – 99, 98, 97 – I remembered nothing more.
Minutes later I awoke. The anesthesiologist espied me and came over quickly.
“What did you remember?” she asked.
She began laughing.
“You got down to 7!”