The silver lining to yesterday's event:
I wish I could say I had a wonderful massage, but that is not French Husband's gift, nor locally found. No instead I slept in and admired the play on light on the ceiling. The roses that cover my bedroom window gave such a sweet fragrance. And I found a baby caterpillar in my hair.
Oh the joy of sleeping with the window open! The caterpillar was nothing considering the bat that came in last year, or the neighbor's cat that peed under my bed.
Silver lining, your notes of thoughtfulness and caring. Thank you for the good advice! I feel better today than I did yesterday that is certain.