A few days ago I woke up with a stiff neck. It hurt to get out of bed and it hurt to stay in bed. It was Sunday and I teach the eleven-year-olds, so I dragged myself out of bed and got dressed. The shower felt good and I found some hot and cold patches to stick on my neck. That didn't help much, but it provided me with some entertainment looking for where the thing disappeared to. I later found it stuck in my robe. My neck still hurt but my robe felt fine.
I discovered there are some things you can't do with a stiff neck. I found it very difficult to back the car out of my 50 foot driveway. I had to trust my deodorant to do its job because armpit sniffing was no longer an option.
Next day I went to the gym, and while doing exercise I heard a small pop and my neck felt better. Maybe it was just rust breaking loose. I am moving again. I played ping-pong with a new Elder and he only beat me by 4 points, but I had him worried. Not so much that I would beat him at my age of 78, but that I would keel over.
I need to go now and buy some Aspercreme or RustOleum for my sore neck.
Sister Paige Larsen—Email Excerpt
15 years ago
1 comment:
That's a funny story, Grandma. I'm glad you're feeling better.
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