Did y'all have to do the strap thing around the wrists and under the feet to pull your shoulders down, too? I remember the last few treatments and the thick goo in the throat, the pain and having to lay there hoping you wouldn't choke on it. Then there was the MRI and each time I gagged on the goo, the lady chastised me for moving and having to start all over. I really was feeling sorry for her, too. NOT!
Yep, those were the days, my friend, I thought they'd never end...those were the days, yes those were the days.
Kind of makes you want to sing a long, eh?
:p
Ed