wow, really tired...but I'm back home now. Surgery is such a trip. I remember they putting on an oxygen mask and then poof, I'm in the recovery room...moaning...and saying, "ouch, ouch ouch". Thankfully they got the pain under control pretty quickly. I ended up staying an extra night because I spiked a fever. My white blood cells were fine (no infection), chest x-rays fine, no pneumonia or pulmonary embolism, ultrasound fine, no blood clots. So no reason for the fever...except maybe my body's immune system went into overdrive because it was severely assaulted.
I have been having moments of "what the hell have I done". But I get the feeling as I slowly heal I will be glad I did this. In the mean time I'm gong to get a lot of rest and heal.