Microstory Monday

My goal is to produce a bit of fiction every week, though not for any particular reason beyond my own edification. I don't have a whole lot of patience, so I'll be keeping it between 3 and 8 sentences.

The Natural Enemy of the Butterfly
I feel a hot sting in my abdomen as the anesthesia begins to fade.
"Did it work?" I ask. "Is it in?"
The surgeon furrows his brow and glances downward.
"We got it in, Mr. Jacobs," he says, pulling off his facemask.
"But it isn't going to be happy when it wakes up."