It's taken a lot longer to recover from the procedure prep than I had anticipated, but I'm getting there. Annoying. But the doc did say that nothing had worsened since the last time I had had this done, so that's a very good thing.
They did tell me that the anesthesia would screw with my memory, but it's frustrating none-the-less. I know I must've been conscious to have gotten dressed after the procedure, but I just don't remember doing so.
Sleep has been caught in little bits and pieces. It didn't help that one of the cats decided to sing a melody for me at 4am. (And yes, there was still plenty of food for them.)