--with major repercussions--but I'm proud of you anyway.

Sometimes you've just got to damn the torpedoes and full-speed ahead, and enjoy a day (or an evening).

Here's hoping your body calms down soon (and that your son is feeling well).

Yom Tov (actually, Yameem Tov) for the rest of the holiday. (My grandparents Yiddish-ified it to "yuntiv", but I learned Sephardic Hebrew. )