I had abdominal surgery.
Post Op, I'm back in a regular room for a few days before they kicked me loose. Felt fine, no real pain, great. They had a SERIOUS painkiller drip on one of those pumps next to the bed just in case . . .
So I'm thirsty, and the Doc told me I can have Sprite, no more ice chips. So I kept pushing the button for the nurse ( . . . I thought . . . ). Finally she sticks her head in the door as she passed by and I look at her and said 'Eye beanz kallllllingk and kalllllingk phor U' in this drunk-as-a-skunk slur. She comes over and says, 'Oh, Mr. Wilson ! THIS is the button to call me, but THAT one is your pain medicine.'
She put it in the drawer, I woke up 6 hours later. THEN I got my Sprite.