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Show 285 Red Man Syndrome I am laying on the couch in our family room and the ambient light from outside is too bright. It is hurting my eyes and I transfer from the couch to my wheelchair and push over to the window to draw down the blinds. My head hurts. I am going into the front room to also close the blinds there because, although this room is not close to the couch, the light coming in that large window is somehow hurting my head in the next room. I am squinting against the light as I make my way back into the living room and transfer back onto the couch. The children are home from school and I cannot possibly get up to fix any dinner. I can barely even think about moving once again from the couch. My head hurts so. Laying here on the couch with my eyes closed, it does not hurt so much. Hy is home from work and the happy noise of children greeting him fills the back doorway where he is coming in from the garage. I am sitting up to welcome his arrival and, turning to greet him, find that I cannot turn my head. My neck is stiff. Stiffness is not a foreign concept to me, of course, but though my legs are still bent and my arms will not straighten, the stiffness in my neck is somehow different. It is a different stiffness. |
