I called the vet to see if I could pick up Caspian yesterday, and this was the vet's response..
"Oh, he's awake.. yes, he's doing fine, but you can't get him just yet.. he's still, uh.. seeing things that aren't there."

Awwwwwwwwwww....... drug induced halucinogenic kitteh!!!  /lubz /glomp

So, here's the big question.. who's more traumatized by the whole ordeal: me or Caspian?

And the answer is.. Lilu!

Apparently cat pecking order dictates that she's entitled to be a megabitch to other cats when they've been through something rough, like vet surgery.  So she spent the entire night walking up to him, shaking, growling, then running off and hiding.  Then walking back over, shaking and growling again.  And since Caspian stayed on my bed most of the night, I got to listen to this for hours.  I hope you proved your point Lilu, because none of us slept the whole night...