Losing his manhood

Got our butt's out of bed at 6:30 this morning to take Ignacio to meet the Wesnip van so they could haul him and 10 other kitties to Stanwood to get fixed.
 Poor little guy has been home for an hour and the pain meds are really kicking in.
So far he's taken after me with the "tripping over thin air" thing.
 He's not going to know what's really going on for the next three days and isn't allowed to play, it's going to be a long three days for this rambunctious kitten.
Although, he still manages to make every object in my room a play toy.