It turns out Andy had his cell phone with him the whole time, but the reception varied from lousy to non-existent. And my message hadn't made clear that I hadn't gotten the damned splinter out, so he didn't wake me when he got in. We took care of it this morning, which may be for the best--leaving it in wasn't fun (especially walking around with it), but this way we were both alert, and had good bright sunlight to work in.
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