I lost count of failed attempts to get my spinal in (heading in the wrong direction to get any help from the local anaesthetic too) after eight of them. I was reciting poetry and song lyrics in my head (mostly) to keep from screaming at one point.
they eventually got it in (not amused by my jokes about not wanting a career as a human pincushion and not being in to have accupuncture)
after that I thought I was ok, blood pressure kept spiking and dropping, apparently I had "significant and unusual blood loss" which explains why I felt floaty at one point but they didn't tell me that until after...
my BP dropped to half it's usual level, Phil kept looking from machine to me to machine to me... they used a "cell saver" machine to recycle my blood back in to me.
suddenly started agony about 9 hours later, never felt anything like it, they said it was wind but I was given morphine.
next day they forgot to give me my meds twice. including blood pressure ones and pain killers. (someone got an official reprimand for that)
I had to request my anti-coagulant injection twice.
and yesterday while doing my "final" check the doctor thinks he found a heart murmer so we had to wait around for ages to get an ECG before they'd let me leave.
So not good!