I guess this is the crash. The twins had an episode of pretty bad pain last night and it really scared me. I woke up my husband and asked him to stay home from work today to help me. After the pain was settled, I crawled into bed with my heating pad and slept till noon, waking only to help one of the twins go potty. I hate having to leave my heating pad. I feel cold and lonely without it. I have named it Wilson after Wilson the volleyball from the movie 'Cast Away'.