I had a good morning, called Access-a-Ride and my barber for tomorrow morning, wrote about 12 bars of a 16-bar fix, then took my bath, fed the cats, went back to the score, and the health crisis of Monday and Tuesday returned. My neighbor Ann had suggested I keep a pan handy. Well, I did, just in case, but you have to hit the pan. I hit half of it. So, I had a small mess to clean up. Then I finished the score, finessed it, and gave the cats their treat. I'm turning off the computer and lying down.