Thank you everyone! I am over it now, thank God. The urges when they come for me are so weird. Because I expect them to be all encompassing, but it is more like a little thought, but because it is a little thought it is almost harder to resist. If my mind was screaming at me, I could battle through it, but the almost calm, rational (ha!) way the AV speaks is almost hypnotic. However, I beat him down with a huge glass of water, some chocolate (s'mores leftovers!) and a little cry to myself.
I am actually grateful I was diligent in bug spraying my son at the campsite and not myself, as the sudden itching of my ankle, where a bug or two clearly had a feast took my focus! I will have to find some less itchy distractions in the future, but any port in a storm, right?