An hour of 1950's sci-fi effects, with aching neck (though the improvised pad helped) and back. What freedom it is to scratch my nose again! And rest on a mattress.
And know that the doctor's worry was groundless.
An hour of 1950's sci-fi effects, with aching neck (though the improvised pad helped) and back. What freedom it is to scratch my nose again! And rest on a mattress.
And know that the doctor's worry was groundless.
3 comments:
Gah!
Glad all is well. ;-)
Yes, relief. Followed by "Why did I bother?" We adjust too quickly.
Very good that the doctor's worry was groundless. I've always enjoyed MRIs. For me, it's a 20-30 minute percussion symphony. I recently had cataract surgery and now I've got the light show in my head to go with the symphony.
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