I overslept. I’ve no time to regale you with tales of platypus wearing high school friends dancing on tables constructed of jello (by the by, spicy Cajun food and high anxiety might make for disturbing dreams), but I do have time to leave you with today’s theme song. I’m going to sing it on the bus, on the subway, in the waiting room, in the lab, and on the examining table until Aloysius gives me the good news. Sing along. It’s fun, I promise.