Pah co chu puk, actually the stuff isn't quite free, it's 4 bucks a jug. Still, not bad. It's pretty much worn off now. At least I can sit here and type without having VCO hold my head up by the three hairs on the back of my skull and guide my index finger to the keyboard. And the therapy seems to work. For the first time in I can't remember how long that stab of white pain is gone. The good thing is the Polkovnik Doktor told her I could have a glass or two of wine when it wore off. Here's me thinking he didn't specify what size glass and I'm thinking iced tea tumbler. Sigh. VCO just brought me a glass of good Massandrah. I didn't know we had wine glasses that small. Think thimble for a pygmy.