I totally had pre-surgery jitters and felt bad for the other patients at the outpatient center who may have been terrorized by my kid, who was running around like a nut. The nurses all loved her, and she actually went off with them willingly, so that at least made the moment they took her away a little easier to bear.
We were only away from her for about 15 minutes until she started to wake up from the anesthesia. That, my friends, was miserable. She was an inconsolable lump in the recovery room. I sat and held her while she screamed in my face for about 10 minutes and then we decided just to put her clothes on and go. She literally screamed without stopping the entire ride home and continued to cry for another hour once we got there. I just sat with her on the couch and held her until she stopped.
After she was finished crying, it was her regular nap time and she went down willingly. When she woke up, she seemed to be good as new. A little tired, a little cranky. Appetite was back. She had a little bit of a bloody nose throughout the day, but that seemed to be the only after-effect.
This morning when she woke up... she was goop and crust free! Success!