Oxycodone for the win. Works like a cement enema.
True story; I had a couple of widowed bachelors in the neighborhood. I made a batch of lasagna that would feed a squad, so I took some down to them. Jimmy took his with a big smile and a thank you. I asked Denny when was the last time he'd had homemade lasagna. He smiled and said never. He asked what was in it, and I told him all the ingredients that I used and added it had enough cheese to block every artery in his heart. Four months later, he had a quadruple bypass. I warned him!
I pondered that very thing and after going under for the lung surgery, I figured it was just like that. You were there, then you weren't. Only difference is you get another chapter after surgery.