"What's wrong, mom?"

Sometimes Louisa May just stares at me for no apparent reason but this time she interrupted her morning ablutions to see why I as groaning in pain.  (Well, maybe groaning is too strong a word.)  I woke with a stiff neck, and I was expressing my displeasure of it when I reached for my phone.  I must have slept on it the wrong way.  Once she saw that I was in no imminent danger, she continued her morning routine.  Nurse Lulu will not be needed but a pain patch will be.  It's always something.