A further yanking of the neck will take place this afternoon at four o'clock. I'd thought that Tuesday's appointment would be the last for a week, but it turns out that it will be today. Then I'm stuck with whatever condition I've got for seven days. There might be much taking of pain killers during the next week, and a continued diet of mushy and thinly sliced soft things. I hope, at the very least, for a reduction in the chronic nausea I've been feeling. But, again, I don't get a choice. Stupid neck bones. I want to be a fish.
Lessening
A further yanking of the neck will take place this afternoon at four o'clock. I'd thought that Tuesday's appointment would be the last for a week, but it turns out that it will be today. Then I'm stuck with whatever condition I've got for seven days. There might be much taking of pain killers during the next week, and a continued diet of mushy and thinly sliced soft things. I hope, at the very least, for a reduction in the chronic nausea I've been feeling. But, again, I don't get a choice. Stupid neck bones. I want to be a fish.
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