My husband dropped the news on me as well when I arrived home that day -- I also had felt like poop for the last week or so. Bad dreams, bad health. It did feel like something broke and got siphoned away and that somewhere else, others were somehow living the consequences. I am going to ask my spirit guides about the matter. It does seem like a bad Star Trek/Twilight Zone episode.

Thanks for the recollections of Burnett and Westheimer. I wonder if your friends remember making that toast? The film Yesterday sounds like a good one.