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Occipital Neuralgia

Hubby went to work this morning after the great OPEN DOOR POLICY we didn't know we were having during the night and promptly returned home. He has no sick time left, which is why he tried to go to work in the first place, but couldn't stomach light, movement, sound, anything. The visit to the doctor diagnosed him as having a case of Occipital Neuralgia

Very painful, especially since they shot him in the neck three times with Lydocaine and that helpd a little but not enough. Now he's floating on percocet.

Hopefully the meds will kick in and he'll feel better soon.

Kitty Update: One cat has returned. The other baby is still missing.

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  1. Hi...saw your comment on Kathleen's journal (she is everything you thought) so I decided to visit. Sorry about the birthday disaster, but you managed to inject some humor. I hope the hub returns to health and goes back to playing Pink Floyd.

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  2. Quietly watching over you and the prayers remain constant.

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  3. Sympathy, for what it's worth.

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  4. Paul, welome! You're very lucky to know someone like Kathleen. My admiration knows no bounds for angels like her. I read over at your blog for a bit and your Thanksgiving post had me laughing.

    Kindness, Thank you.

    Dave, he's feeling better this morning. Thanks!

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