I had the surgery on my neck two weeks ago today, and since then I have not had a single moment when my back hurt, my legs gave me fits, or any of the other ills that have plagued me for decades.
A couple of years ago I had a mass removed from one armpit, and for the last six months I have been seeing a pain management specialist for what he called “sympathetic pain”. Gone. There are times when I felt as if somebody was pounding ten-penny nails into my heels, and that is gone. I have had Restless Leg Syndrome since the early 80s, and was up to 2 mg. of clonazepam every night to keep that under control. The last two nights I’ve only taken one mg. I’ll stay on that for a while, and then start cutting them in half.
As Peg said, I won’t know how to walk without all those pebbles in my shoes!
I do still have a pretty ugly scar across my neck, but it is fading. We’re having a Halloween Haunted House at church in a few weeks, and I told the committee I’ll just spread some ketchup over it, and I’ll fit right in.
thisendoftheswamp 
You reminded me of a short story with which I was greatly enthralled. I had seen in in a small book from Scholastic but the little record was the creepiest. I was called the Velvet Ribbon by Ann McGovern. It ended with a woman crying, “I told…you…you’d…be..sorry.”Perhaps a velvet ribbon with a bit of ketchup.
I know that story! I think I’ll stick with ketchup.