No, I'll bet his wife waited for him as Cassandra waited for Odysseus. I'll be when the procedure was over his wife loaded him in the car, went to the Post Office, then went to City Hall to vote en absentia, then took him to McDonald's for a bite of breakfast (and ambrosia it was!) and then took him home where he slept for four hours.

I'll also be they removed two small (<2mm each), benign polyps and told him to "haul [his] ass the hell outa there and don't come back for five years, unless you have some kind of trouble."

That's the way I'd bet.

Any takers? I'll betcha double or nothing.