Surgery day

On October 17, 2016 I went to the surgical center and went through the BP check and the barrage of questions that always comes with a surgery, putting on the hospital gown, having an IV inserted, meeting the anesthesiologist nurse and doctor, and seeing the surgeon again. Finally it's time, I kiss my husband, and they put Round 1 of anesthesia in my IV and I'm rolled to the Operating Room and help get myself on the operating table, they help me get in position and that all I remember until I'm waking up in the recovery area.
Once I'm awake for a little while, I'm able to have some ice chips and I hear that my mom called asking about me. Then my room was ready and they wheel me up there.
Here's my same day incision picture:

I'm on a liquid diet due to the anesthesia and after visiting with my husband for a little while, I send him home to eat dinner and get some rest. I doze off and on with a good chunk of my overnight hours spent watching repeats of The Walking Dead on AMC. I'm allowed up to use the bathroom and I even walked down the hall with the night nurse to get some ginger ale. My surgeon stopped by early in the morning to say my calcium levels were fine and I was free to go once I received my discharge papers.

My husband drove me home and I recovered the rest of the week on the sofa. About a week later I visited the surgeon and all looked fine and he released me to my endocrinologist.