My job can be rough on me, namely my neck. Last night, however, was probably the worst I'd ever had it.

By the time I left work last night, my neck was on fire. Muscle tension and stress combined to make my muscles tight bands of sheer and exquisite pain, stretching up into my skull and giving me a nightmare of a headache. I went to sleep thankful that sweet unconsciousness would heal my wounds and I wouldn't need to experience it in the meantime.

That was at three. I woke up a couple of times during the night to discover, to my dismay, that I felt no better at all. Finally, at seven, I had to get up for an hour to down ibuprofen, massage my neck, and apply a hot water bottle. Then I went back to sleep and didn't get up again till my alarm woke me at two.

I feel a little better, but I know it's gonna recur. I can feel it.