Well, it came well on. At the height of it, I was trying to claw my face off (I know, I'm not supposed to do that, but...) and hoppie told me to stop, and I burst into hysterical tears. I'm pretty stoic about my pain generally. I might leak a little, but I usually cry pretty quietly. Yeah, not so much this time. And hoppie came over and held me while I sobbed like a giant baby, and he applied pressure to my head and said he could feel the vein he was pressing against throbbing against his hand.
And then eventually, the drugs kicked in.
I've completely forgotten everything else I wanted to say.