Well, today went... not so bad, actually.
My original plan was to skate at the local school on Tuesday to gauge my readiness for real hockey, but when I got there, that skate was cancelled. (so I went to PIAS and bought a 20 year old stick for @bunnyman666 instead). So, forging ahead, I told the Russian Embassy that I would come back today anyway.
I started off ... pretty wobbly, I guess. (I'm also recovering from a cold - when it rains, it pours), let in a few soft goals, felt like I was going to puke. I'm surprised I managed to get dressed in proper order. But after 5 minutes or so I felt much better - adrenaline I suppose. I still let in some bad goals because my stamina is shot all to hell (I made the mistake of looking at the clock at 9:30am, with the skate due to end at 9:50am. Oops.) and I was just worn, but my teammates gave no quarter and treated me exactly as they had before I had surgery so I got into things pretty quickly. I made some nice saves and was pretty aggressive - I've been playing that way since the tournament in the summer, and it's working out well. I took a nice close shot off the collarbone which has left a bruise, but mainly I was just tired, so nothing for that but skating.
And I am so, so happy to be playing again.