Last night Craig rubbed my back and neck down with this wonderful martial arts liniment. (And I took all my drugs and a bunch of cal-mag and stuff.) And my back really is better than I thought it would be -- sore, but not a particularly scary sore. The weird bit is my throat hurts -- those muscles, mostly, that run up the front of my neck are fruck, as it my chest. Hurts to raise my chin, or to swallow. (Not sure how much is whiplash, and how much my shoulder strap.) And I have a pretty substantial headache. Went to lie down a few hours ago, and fell asleep. Woken up by the car damage person from insurance, wanting a description of the accident. Still dizzy, having more problems (both today and yesterday) transposing letters and numbers than I've had for a long while.
Strange, but I might go sleep a little more.
Strange, but I might go sleep a little more.