Blessings and thanks to all of you who have been keeping me in your prayers; it is working.
I am getting better slowly and steadily.
Shelley has been angelic, both in tremendous helpfulness and in patience with me.
I am now in that state of not-realizing-how-tired-I-am, in which whatever I hear is unintentionally transfigured into something else---for instance: a friend who was just teaching an intensive course mentioned what I heard as "the pillows of Islam" and "jelly beans".
(Actually said: "the pillars of Islam" and "angelic beings".)
That is a clear sign that although it is not yet even nine-thirty, it is time for me to go to bed.
(O, heaven! No face-cradle! I can sleep on my back!)
Sweet dreams, everybody...