After the three-week wait, I was in bad shape in the car going to Escobar Land.
Worse was climbing up on the table and laying face-down. Trying to be still and not spaz. The Doc and his assistant got quite a live demo of my pain. In return I was in a position to moon them.
The needles, as usual, are no big deal. Four containerized shots, each like drilling a little oil well.
I asked for hi-test, gimme all you got. Doc said the 2nd time is sometimes a charm.
Again, it's all wait and see.
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