compromise, by putting it on my chest. Once the mask is on, the first scent is one of root beer scent tainted by a strong sense of plastic. Then, they turn on the gas and the roboteer turns to the uniquely disgusting taste of anesthetic, with a continued dry plastic. I’m told to count back from ten but we just keep having a good time with conversations instead. Then I'm asleep just as my doctor comes in and says hello. Surgeries are weird.
Surgical Sensory Reflection Overall, my peers and the Professor thought I wrote a strong essay, so I was lucky in that I did not have to do too many revisions to my original piece. When I first started writing this, I wanted to choose an event that was unique in its sensory details, and I know that exactly what surgeries are. In my rough draft, I was able to describe the experience in a way that my peers and professor were able to clearly understand, and even put themselves into. That being said, I did take the advice of my peers and the Professor to make some productive edits. For starters, I was able to fix several grammatical areas and break up a paragraph, as I believe both Ben and Bryce recommended. The most helpful piece of feedback I received from Ben and Bryce was that there was not enough said about taste and smell. To add this, I took out a section that it was determined to be out of place anyway and added some more about café smells as I was walking into the lobby of the hospital. I also talk about how one cannot eat anything before going into surgery, so taste isn’t something there is much. However, when walking through the lobby, there is certainly one can almost taste the coffee and cinnamon rolls being made in the Au Bon Pain (horrible name for a hospital café). I also took some advice from the Professor and added some more details from inside the operating room that I feel add to the experience. I wrote some about the sterilizing smell as was suggested by Ben and about the cold temperature that exists within the operating room, as well
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