Anesthesia

Anesthesia

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an-es-the-sia (noun) definition: insensitivity to pain, especially as artificially induced by the administration of gases or the injection of drugs before surgical operations. 3 types of anesthesia- 1. General anesthesia produces a loss of sensation throughout the entire body. 2. Regional anesthesia produces a loss of sensation to a specific region of the body. 3. Local anesthesia produces a loss of sensation to a small specific area of the body. I think of anesthesia as a freedom from pain. I love it, makes me forget about everything and not feel everything. My name is Emily Smith. I live in an abusive situation, my only way out. Anesthesia, love that word is just rolls of the tongue right to me. My dad is abusive to my mom, brother, and me. Out of the three main Anesthesia treatments I use the general anesthesia, to make my whole body numb. It's an addiction of mine to use it, I eat, sleep, and breath anesthesia. Well until a new boy named Harry Styles moves next door. WARNING: THIS BOOK IS RATED MATURE SO THERE IS ABUSIVE, AND SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS DO NOT READ IF NOT COMFORTABLE!
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I ran into the hospital doors not daring to let the tears spill out. I probably looked like a wreck! I hadn’t slept or ate anything since I got the call, swiftly after I jumped on my privet jet and got here as quickly as I could. I ran up to the desk, the nurse giving me worried look. “I am here to see Paige Williams!” I almost yell at the poor girl, for a moment she looks slightly taken back but she quickly recovers and her fingers fly over the keyboard. “She is still in surgery Sir, but if you want you can wait with her daughter In the ER waiting room.” She says pointing me towards a door. “Ok thank you.” I whisper as I fly past the door. No one was in the waiting room but her daughter, crumpled up in a ball in one of the chairs, crying. Her long blond hair covering her face that she had between her legs. Her jeans were ripped and her sweater was covered in blood but she only had minor injuries, her mother on the other hand…. They said she may not make it. I walk over to the small girl and wrap her up and do something I promised I wouldn’t do….. I cried. Right there in the hospital waiting room, I cried.

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