shoot, I don't know any more I have to figure it out every year on my birthday just which one it is. 50 something. mid way, I think 55 in feb.
I remember a few years back when a surgeon was talking to me about how good he had made my incision for a herniated disc. he says, with a little lilt in his voice, " I tried to make it look a little less noticable by putting it in one of your wrinkles on your neck".
I then asked him if he would give me a double dose of the morphine to kill the pain he had just inflicted on me
