Blessed are those who can grab their sternocleidomastoids. Or something. I’m sleepy.
I’ve recently been diagnosed with cervical dystonia, which sounds disgusting so I’ll call it wonky neck. I’ve had wonky neck for so long I’m genuinely surprised by life without my own muscles trying to rip my head off. This is not a new thing, it’s probably secondary to the Chiari, but being both things are weird conditions not many people know about, it took forever to get a name and a sensible doctor–I mean treatment. I am not cured, but I feel a hell of a lot better.
Tails From the Backyard 