The trip seems to have been my undoing though; the neck pressure got steadily worse, till I had no choice but to go to bed and put my arm into extreme traction.
Luckily that helped, and on top of that, the morphine today is knocking me flat. So I've spent the afternoon off my face, on not-that-many-pills. I daren't move though, having found the right position, so I've been lying like a statute for the past two hours.
If I wasn't so stoned, I be going stir crazy from it, but actually, I couldn't care less!
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