It was a good thing gone bad....
The concert was swell. My boy played his heart out on his solo and the band was absolutely right on. It was a very entertaining concert....
The ride home went bad.
Terri was feeling poorly due to a neck injury from when she was in her teens about 50 years ago,,,
My bowels got to rumbling and since she was sleeping I figured what the heck,, It's not a Dutch oven there's no blanket involved.
Wrong.
One of those infra-source trucks pulled us over is was so bad.
They say she may make a full recovery but her hair may never come back.
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BTW - I'm three years out today. I called my doc and thanked him again.
"Go sell crazy somewhere else; we're all stocked up here."