Operation Blind reverse

It is such a weird feeling being put under general anaesthetic. Kinda like falling while lying down. Not a bad feeling...waking up is worse because you want to wake up properly and be awake and stuff, but you can't...there's no control over your body.
The nurse that was with me when I woke up was lovely...she had a beautiful smile. I nearly..in my woozy, half asleep state..told her how pretty she was. But I didn't.
As far as I know the operation went well...I haven't seen the doctor yet, or had any feedback, but I have a clinic appointment next week to see the consultant. I do have a black spot in my vision which is concerning me slightly, but it's low down on my peripheral vision so it doesn't affect me too much, and it could just be something to do with where they put the stroid injections. I suppose I will just have to wait and see what the doctor says next week. If it is permanent, I will just have to live with it...it could be a lot worse after all.
I am a little down. Probably a combination of stress and general anaesthetic and having a cold and being generally fed up with how my life is at the moment. The only good thing right now is Gary. And my friends of course. I am looking forward to going to manchester in a couple of weeks to see Jack and Joey and Hab and whoever else turns up.
I just wish things could be simpler.
I wish Pete could accept whats happened without feeling the need for violence.