Well, it had to happen eventually, because of my sucky failing heart, the doctors had to shove a camera up there like the paparazzi and snap pictures of my chambers and stuff.
The agenda was to set a baseline for when I really start falling apart in ten years, so the doctors will know how to proceed with fixing my blood pumper. But we don’t talk about much of that science-y stuff in this video. What you really want to know is what I look and sound like waking up from anesthesia. Luckily, I had just enough wits to record a minute or so of my hyper-delirium. Enjoy.
Life Through the Big Screen 