Despite all assurances and my research, I still had a silly fear of the spinal anaesthetic on tap for me for my recent hernia surgery.
It's safer than knocking me out completely because it made monitoring my blood pressure easier.
I have a heart condition. Monitoring is important.
Yet there I was, uneasy.
Further, I read that it is safer in general than general anaesthetic.
But it bothered me for a silly reason. I feared being awake while being unable to move my lower body.
The idea that I'd be physically half –dead made me jittery. It's absurd, but feelings don't concern themselves with logic.
In the OR the anaesthetist explained to me what was going where and why.
He was thorough, he was calm, and his scrubs cap had hockey players on it.
That alone eased me.
Then he reached over me from behind.
Tranquility flowed over me.
Tranquility flowed through me from inside out.
With it came the scent of flowers coupled with the fresh air and scents of the forest.
For a moment I was out in nature filling my lungs with the sweet, fresh air of trees and plants.
Everything was fine and I was totally at ease.
The ease stayed.
The hospital is a scent free zone.
Even if it weren't the fragrance carried no base chemical odour.
It could not have come out of a dispenser.
Years ago after a heart operation I had my spirit guide visit me in the hospital so I'm open to anything.
This time, it was a higher up coming to help.
You can believe or dismiss the following as you see fit, but
after a bit of research I have an honest belief the scent was provided by the Archangel Michael.
I am grateful.