It was still dark outside when my phone dinged the next morning with an early morning text from Kendra.

“You still alive? How’s everything going with your cowboy?” she wrote.

I tried to unlock my phone with my bandaged fingers. But try as I might, my phone would not unlock. My head and hands both ached terribly, so I got up and slipped into the bathroom to find the Tylenol. But after several failed attempts, I wasn’t able to open the Tylenol ...