Hooray for modern medicine

What a difference a few hours makes. Earlier on today, I was bedeviled by, let's say, female problems. (Aren't I genteel. Excuse me while I clutch my hankerchief to my bosoms as I fall to my fainting couch.) Pop in a few pills, and voila! I can ride a bike again. Or, more accurately, focus at my desk as I frantically try to get everything done before the Thanksgiving weekend. Because as god is my witness, I am NOT coming in on Friday. So far, so good...