It would be way past bedtime if I actually owned a bed

So about three weeks ago I fell asleep in a completely wrong position. After a week and a half of pain, I went to the doctor. He determined that I strained a deep muscle in my neck/upper back. Being in Northern California, I had numerous friends ask if the problem could not have been solved by a massage therapist or a chiropractor. It probably could have but those solutions would have involved taking even more time off from work. I must say once more that I completely love Flexeril, the prescription the doctor wrote. Because I was in a great deal of pain at that time, he also wrote me a prescription for Tylenol 3. I'm saving that bottle for a real emergency. I would have needed them if it hadn't been for the Flexeril. The only thing I worry about is that the Flexeril runs out over this weekend. Does that mean that I will be wired for weeks? When I first started taking the pills, I was ready to go into coma sleep by about 4 p.m. (The earliest that I get off of work is 6 p.m.) Last week was hellish. This week is sooooo happy.

I guess I should head off to sleep now but if I leave now, I will be stuck with the sounds of Digital Underground doing "Freaks of the Industry."