I survived, well, I mean my wrist made it to the end, although the last few pieces were problematic due to the pain and stiffening of the fingers/wrist. Those last ones were ones where it was 'hideable'. Our oboeists monologues had the place in stiches, one of them is here http://www.monologues.co.uk/Marksman_Sam.html. He makes such a good speaker though which makes it even better.
Anyway, it finished and I got home and trying to recover. A very late dinner for me, but thats how it goes with concert days. This one was an afternoon concert dinner was late because I had a later lunch to ensure I didn't go hungry at the concert. Evening concerts are slightly different - early lunch and a large snack beforehand and then something more substantial (if I feel like it).
One less thing to worry about now, no concert to panic for. Maybe it'll clear a bit of space to let me sort some of the other things out - more likely something else will jump in and drag me down.