I'm sleeved! Wow, can't believe it.
Got picked up at the hotel lobby at 7 on the dot and came straight to my room at the hospital to settle in. (Side note: the pill they give you for the night at the hotel makes sure you get a goooooood sleep. I felt like I was on a cloud. Haha.) Gave the paperwork over to Karla and changed into a big hospital gown. Then had the parade of doctors; the anestheseologist, one other doc (can't remember who), and then Dr. Aceves. All were pleasant and quick and efficient.
There were only two of us having surgery today and I went second (don't know how they choose who goes when, just up to the doc). Just hung out with my dad in my hospital room playing solitaire and watching TV until it was my turn.
They give you a pill to make you sleepy and mellow. Once it was my turn to be wheeled away things went fast. You get an IV and they inject an epidural so you're numb from the waist down, and in my opinion that was the the most painful part...which wasn't bad. Next thing I knew, I was in recovery. All together, my surgery was about 1.5-2 hours and recovery for about 2 hours.
Wheeled back to my room where I've been dozing off and on and watching the Olympics. Doing the breathing apparatus exercise once and hour, and walking a bit. I have a little dull pain where the drainage bag is, and some queaziness, but I'm quite pleased with how I feel. I mean, considering a good chunk of my stomach just got cut out!
The room is nice and clean with a private bathroom. The staff has been great to my dad, too, and brought him a pillow, blanket, and bottled water. He ate his meals in the hospital cafeteria and said their food is pretty good (not that I could have any).

So, if you have a family member coming along with you, don't worry about them, they'll be comfortable. And I was thinking earlier that while it is nice to have my dad here, if I had come by myself, I would be totally fine, too. You typically have a staff member leading you around and there are always people nearby to help.