I slept like a baby, if you count waking up and crying at night. This is getting frustrating. I haven't come this close to getting physically ill from the pain (literally, I was close to vomiting). Thank you God for Julio. He has been wonderful throughout this mess.
Now, I must get coffee. I hope they have something moderately nausea-avoiding up there. Before someone asks, I already had a pain clinic appointment scheduled for Monday, and I'll be sure to bring it up. More happy stuff later (like links...).