I remember how in childhood when I was being examined, all the doctors kept repeating about the operation. And when again my mother and I came to the surgeon, they discussed my upcoming operation. The thing is that I had an umbilical hernia and physical activity was forbidden to me.
And so the day of the operation.
I am injected with anesthesia, but it did not suit me and I woke up in the middle of the operation. Seeing blood I lose consciousness. After the operation, they brought me to the ward and my body began to shake and no one could understand what was happening because I was sleeping. The doctors had to interrupt the anesthesia and then I woke up.