Monday, December 16, 2013
Everything is about writing; Or, What do normal people think about?
Today I had an endoscopy. That's where they stick a camera down your throat. It sounds pretty disgusting, and I'm sure it was, but I was unconscious for the entire procedure so I can't verify that.
Anyway, it got me to thinking as I was sitting in the waiting room, is it always about the writing?
Yes it is.
I don't know what anyone else in the waiting room was pondering, but I was looking around and taking mental notes just in case a character of mine ever goes to hospital. Things got really exciting when I was taken into a room and put on a bed, and met the medical team.
"You'll just feel a tiny pinch," the lying anaesthetist said as he prepared to put the canula in the back of my hand.
But also, I watched the whole thing. I've never shied away from needles, because I find them strangely fascinating. And a part of me likes to watch how it's done, while at the same time I'm filing away words that I will later use to describe the sensation. Pinch was not one I would choose.
As they wheeled me into the theatre, I was a little disappointed. I'd kind of hoped for a ceiling full of lights and doors that crashed open with a satisfying sense of urgency. But it was much more mundane than that.
And then I was kind of hoping I'd get the chance to count back from ten. I was betting on making it to at least six...but I didn't get that either. I just had time to ask, "Is it supposed to make my arm ache?" as they hooked up the sedative to the canula, to hear the reassurance that it was perfectly normal, and then I was out.
I'd also hoped for some freaky anaesthetic-inspired dreams. You know, this sort of thing:
All in all, it was nothing like on television.
But it was still a new experience, and, weird as it sounds, that's exciting to me. And one day I'll recycle every single bit of it for a character.
Because that's what writers do. Whatever happens to us, and to those around us, we file away for later use. Which makes me wonder again: without that to distract and entertain them, what were the other people in the waiting room thinking about?