The one time I was put under, while having my teeth pulled, I got as far as 97. But the kicker was that I woke up during the surgery and have a very vivid memory of it (I was 11 years old).
I opened my eyes and noticed a number of people standing over me and a number of…instruments coming out of my mouth. A couple of seconds passed as I looked around until someone noticed my eyes were open. She said, “Go back to sleep” and I just said “OK.” Next thing I knew, the operation was over.
As a side note, trust your doctor when he tells you it will take a while to recover from the effects of the anesthetic. When I woke up, I sat up and felt fine. The doctor and my mom wanted to help me down and walk me over to a couch they had so that I could recover enough to go home. I told them that I felt perfectly fine and was ready to go home, and they finally relented because I insisted. So I hopped off the table…
…and fell flat on my face. My legs weren’t quite working properly. They carried me over to the couch, and apparently I slept another 90 minutes or so.
Trust the adults, I always say.