Will You Marry Me?

Some of the drugs we give can make you feel drunk.

Head spinning, inhibitions down, disorientation - proper drunk.

One anaesthetist would always say "Have a cocktail, curtesy of the NHS" and chuckle at his joke - it became significantly less funny the more you heard it.
 
So, what sorts of shenanigans do you get up to when you're that drunk?

Please allow me to tell you. I have seen people roll so dramatically - arms a'flailin', contorting themselves into the strangest positions before the sound of a team of lumberjacks hard at work fills the air.
 
I have seen people blink awake, give a jaw crackin' yawn and ask when we're gonna hurry up and do their procedure, then get really confused when we tell them it's finished.
 
The biggest one is the proposals.
 
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"Marry me."

That's sweet, Zed. Let's get you back to the ward.
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"Mouse. Let's not wait anymore. Just go for it, let's get married!"

Oh Zed. Alas, it wasn't meant to be. Let us enjoy this fleeting moment we've spent together and part as friends.
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"I'm gonna marry you one day."
 
You're gonna marry someone magnificent, friend. But it won't be me.
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"Mouse, you're an angel. We'd be so happy together"
 
You're the angel, a sweet person with a sweet soul and such love to give. Whoever you give it to will be lucky to have you.
 
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Now, we know these aren't serious. This isn't a film where it's love at first inebriation and it would be extraordinarily inappropriate if we encouraged such behaviour. Instead, we smile and wish you well continuing on with an extra little spring our step as we go about our day.


 

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