So my dear friend and neighbor sat with me in my 'zombie' mode after my crazy day and heard the rant of everything that had happened. The next day, there was a knock at the door and her son was holding this bottle and note in his hand (along with some home-made blueberry muffins - Yummy!!). Who knew such a small bottle could mean so much!! Thank you so much, Kathleen - have I mentioned to you that you have single-handedly kept my last shroud of sanity in tact many times over this past week??!