Plates and ScrewsPlates and ScrewsBy: Olivia Dastrup, 4th hour I was sure I was going to die this time. I was absolutely sure. Everything else was just a blur next to this. The last time I went under I had though the same time, but back then I was only getting my wisdom teeth out. Now everything was different. Everything was sharper, clearer. I could read the nametag on the nurses' outfits like it was positioned under a magnifying glass. I could hear people walking toward or away from me in the hallway like they were tramping around in army boots. I hated the clarity; it meant that this was really happening. In a few short minutes I would becom