Old Snick got the flu, and while dealing with a bout of liquid laughter, he somehow managed to pinch a nerve in his back. It's been a long recovery, I can't lay down so I spend most of my time sitting and sleeping in my office chair. I've gone through a variety of pain medications, some quite interesting, others just down right scary. One has to moderate ones intake so as not to get the gobley glooks with clients on the phone.
Old age is not for the faint at heart. . . . .
