FFS - Part two

[the_fantastic_ms_fox]

Rapid-fire collage of sepia-muted images. Insect-like movement. Bees clustered on a honeycomb. Pedestrians in a park viewed from above.

I must be dreaming. I'll wake up now.

I open my eyes and the world comes back on me with a rush. Busy people. Flourescant lights. A gurney's edge.

"Where am I?"

Questions come back at me. Name. Birthdate. Etcetera.

This must be the post-OR room ("the post-operating room room"). I'd not seen it yet, only heard one of its occupants moaning.

I must be done surgery!

Yes, it feels like time has passed. A few hours.

This differs from others' experiences of feeling like the before and after are separated by a few seconds. It differs from my horrible hash trip, one and one-half years past.

Then I suppose they wheeled me to a room. But I'm not sure.