Home and in the pink

I'm home! And I'm pink! No, really, I'm pink. The stuff they use to clean and sterilize my skin is pink and takes a while to rub off. See?

See the lovely pink line on my chin? It continues
all the way down my chest and back. Not my
favourite look.

Aside from being pink, everything went well. I got home an hour or so later than I'd expected because I slept most of the afternoon instead of rushing home. I'm the least groggy I've ever been coming home from surgery, which is a nice change.

I'm still very tired and ready for some sleep, so I'll keep this short. I'll post a longer, more detailed post about today's adventures tomorrow.