Wow. I'm so bored that I think I'm going to spend an hour trying to figure out how to work the scanner. Just as soon as I imbibe more caffeine.

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It seems to me that newfan (Bronzer; physical therapist) told me not to ice my neck, if I was pretty sure it was a pinched nerve. I don't suppose you have a cervical collar, handy? Those help the most. They stretch everything back out.

I am sending nasty eyebeams to your shower, though. That ain't right. Did you have to reach high to adjust the shower, or do something wonky when you were rinsing your hair or something?

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Congrats, amych!

So while I'm waiting for my ex-boss to get back to me on whether my resume is up to snuff for current standards or not, do I sit on it, or do I send out my possibly crappy resume? I worry that doing the latter is going to turn off some potential employers. But on the other hand, I wonder what opportunities I might miss out on by sitting on my duff while I wait.

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AmyLiz, I'd say heat. Cold is for inflammation and swelling (to reduce it).

Shrift, it's your fault that I'm now downloading Ok Go.

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Ack! Oliver earworm!

I don't have a cervical collar, Cindy. I have some of that Icy Heat cream, though.

I don't know what I did, either. A pinched nerve isn't worth it unless you've been indulging in contortions of the most pleasurable kind.

Which I wasn't. Alone. In the shower.

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Which I wasn't. Alone. In the shower.

You know for an writer/editor, you're playing pretty fast and loose with the punctuation, and making me think things I hadn't been thinking.

Take ibuprofen or your anti-inflammatory of choice, too. If you can (oh-so) gently stretch it from time to time (no bouncy movements, no straining) it might help some. When you go to bed tonight, try to finagle your pillows so you're sleeping with some support under your neck.

My deepest sympathies. I know what it feels like and it's awful. My mother's dealing with it right now, too. She's finally called her doctor, because it's been going on for weeks, and I even gave her one of my collars.

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Shrift, it's your fault that I'm now downloading Ok Go.

I'm not going to apologize for ridiculously catchy pop songs, or choreographed dudes on treadmills.

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Yay, amych!

I won't touch other people's laundry, but I don't care if someone takes mine out the dryer. I time myself to make sure I get back to the washing machine before someone dumps my wet clothes on the table. Yes, I hate conflict that much.

AmyLiz, speaking of luandry, I once sent my back into an immovable spasm for fifteen minutes merely by folding a piece of laundry. I think nerves store up grudges over small offenses and then smack you when you least expect it.

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and yet, shrift, you should! It's CLEARLY your fault.

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and yet, shrift, you should! It's CLEARLY your fault.

Very well. I humbly apologize for being awesome.

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