I had all 4 of mine taken out when I was 15. I recall going under the anesthesia and the nurse saying "Count back from 100". So I started counting. "100....99....98...97...96...95..." That's apparently the point in which I fell asleep/got knocked out, because when I woke up an hour later, I surprised the nurse by blurting out "...94...93...92...91". She asked me what I was doing, and I said "You asked me to count backwards from 100". She just stared at me, and it was at this point I realized I was in a completely different room.
I went home and thought everything was good, beyond some initial soreness. So good, that in fact, I tried running a 5k the next night, and, well, we'll just say I haven't felt much worse pain in my life.
Make sure to take your time and don't extend yourself more than you absolutely need to. |
That's going to be pretty hard for him, no? |