Is this the road to recovery?

Today was day 12 of the ever increasing pain. My neck felt as if it were in a clench - a type of MMA move that is uncomfortable for a reason. One thing for it to be temporary, another for it to administered unrelentingly by a ghost. I've tried many tricks to distract from the pain, including painting my fingers a cheery lilac. I've given our tadpoles fond attention, showing a bit too much excitement that we now have some with four legs. (Yes, I do need to get a real pet soon.) But my ability to keep a lid...