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Sunday, 19 July 2015

I woke up during an operation...

WAKING up during surgery is the stuff of nightmares, but it has become a reality for more and more of us. Earlier this week a Royal College of Anaesthetists study revealed that up to 1,500 patients may wake up on the operating table every year — ten times the previous estimate.


Now new research has found that those with tempers are more likely to experience “accidental awareness” when under the knife.

LAURA GREEN, 36, woke up during a boob job and felt paralysed but in agony. The single mum-of-two, who admits she has a short temper at times, is now terrified of having operations in future. Laura, from Grays, Essex, says:

‘I was desperate to get my pre-baby bosoms back after I had my kids so I decided to have a boob job. I’d also dropped four dress sizes and wanted my bingo wings removed.

Breast and recovery ...  mum-of-two  Laura left paralysed by agony
              Laura green: ‘I woke during op, tried to scream... but I couldn’t’

Five of my girlfriends had already gone under the knife with the surgeon I used, who was based in Belgium. They raved about him. So I didn’t do any homework or ask to see an anaesthetist.

On the day of the op, I was strapped to a bed, given an injection and I drifted off. But I became conscious when they worked on my breasts.

It felt a crushing feeling all over my chest. In my mind I was screaming, but nothing was coming out. I wanted to tell them to stop but I realised I was paralysed. I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

I couldn’t feel any cutting or slicing, just an intense pushing sensation all over my chest. It seemed to go on for ages. It was horrendous.

Whether they started the procedure too soon or I wasn’t given the right level of anaesthetic I’ll never know.

The nightmares the first year afterwards were terrible and I still have them today. The feeling of being suffocated and not being able to breathe is the most common. The worst is having bricks on my chest and not being able to get them off.

I still regret going abroad for such a major procedure and am shocked with the connection between my experience of the op and personal incidents of anger. I would never have put the two together.

I wouldn’t say I have a harsh temper but friends would describe me as highly strung. They know to keep away from me around my time of the month.

I like things done the right way and can blow up if they’re not.

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