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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Down for the Count
Doctor says I've either torn a muscle in my neck or kicked my disc out, and loaded me up with Lidocaine and steroids. May not blog for days.
3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Ha! It feels like boiling water is being poured over my shoulders. The facets are so imflamed that I can only look forward. Any deviation from forward brings the bucket of scalding water down my shoulders, radiating down my arms. Sleeping? what's sleeping? Nothing like waking up all night from that pesky bucket of boiling water being thrown on you. Stay golden Pony Boy since I feel your pain. Pills have no effect. The funny thing is that i have to stay as active as possible and turn my head normallly or it will heal this way and I will have this pain for the rest of my life quote unquote <-like that? Hey, just be glad you weren't under a coconut tree( see emerald bile)
I love the chronological progression of your neck blogging. First it was "ouchy poo" to now "I have no neck. It has been destroyed and buried". Just admit you were practicing your special yoga move. You know, the pose that makes the dogs jealous?
3 comments:
Ha! It feels like boiling water is being poured over my shoulders. The facets are so imflamed that I can only look forward. Any deviation from forward brings the bucket of scalding water down my shoulders, radiating down my arms. Sleeping? what's sleeping? Nothing like waking up all night from that pesky bucket of boiling water being thrown on you. Stay golden Pony Boy since I feel your pain. Pills have no effect. The funny thing is that i have to stay as active as possible and turn my head normallly or it will heal this way and I will have this pain for the rest of my life quote unquote <-like that? Hey, just be glad you weren't under a coconut tree( see emerald bile)
I love the chronological progression of your neck blogging. First it was "ouchy poo" to now "I have no neck. It has been destroyed and buried". Just admit you were practicing your special yoga move. You know, the pose that makes the dogs jealous?
You caught me. Actually, I was trying to bite my coccyx, if that's not the wrong way to spell it. Bad idea all around, really. But I must try . . .
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