It was "Carry On, My Wayward Son..."
Thanks for the prayers and good thoughts. I've already had one nap today, and and seriously considering a second one. My hand hurts; the PA didn't believe me when I told him I'd built up a tolerance to Vicodin and it didn't work well for me anymore, so I'm alternating the Vicodin with Motrin, every two hours I'm taking something. Seems to be keeping the worst of it at bay, but we'll see how I feel tomorrow.
Miss KT made chocolate chip cookies for me, and Top Ramen for lunch (big surprise!), but my mom is bringing over chicken for dinner. Guess I need to explain to Miss KT how to make brown rice (the World's Most Perfect Food).