I only have three weeks of school left until summer break. During the last weeks, I'm trying to squeeze in an Open House, finish the school yearbook and complete a video project in Creative Drama class. Whew!
Meanwhile, I'm still inching my way toward recovery. My massage therapist is wonderful and I think he has helped more than any shots or medication the last couple of months. Speaking of medicine, I ran out of Flexeril yesterday and decided to try to go without it for a while as I didn't think it was helping that much anyway. I've gone a whole day without it and can't really tell a huge difference. So, if that's the case, I'd rather not be taking it at all.
Something strange has been happening lately. I've had more and more strangers come up to me and ask me what's wrong with my neck. I've had waitresses, Sonic carhops, people at stores, etc. just ask me out of the blue. I know it's noticeable if I'm in a situation where I have to turn my head but I try hard NOT to call a lot of attention to it. I've thought of saying something like "Oh, it has been bothering me a little, could you see how it looks back there?" and then flashing my zipper scar but, of course, I don't do that. I just smile and say, "I had surgery." That usually takes care of it.
*Obscure reference to Europe's song used by Arrested Development character GOB in his magic shows (pictured.)
Meanwhile, I'm still inching my way toward recovery. My massage therapist is wonderful and I think he has helped more than any shots or medication the last couple of months. Speaking of medicine, I ran out of Flexeril yesterday and decided to try to go without it for a while as I didn't think it was helping that much anyway. I've gone a whole day without it and can't really tell a huge difference. So, if that's the case, I'd rather not be taking it at all.
Something strange has been happening lately. I've had more and more strangers come up to me and ask me what's wrong with my neck. I've had waitresses, Sonic carhops, people at stores, etc. just ask me out of the blue. I know it's noticeable if I'm in a situation where I have to turn my head but I try hard NOT to call a lot of attention to it. I've thought of saying something like "Oh, it has been bothering me a little, could you see how it looks back there?" and then flashing my zipper scar but, of course, I don't do that. I just smile and say, "I had surgery." That usually takes care of it.
*Obscure reference to Europe's song used by Arrested Development character GOB in his magic shows (pictured.)