Back from the popper.
Ow. Probably in an hour or two the ow will be reduced, but right now, ow. He did something to my back which made it hurt *more* instead of *less* to lift my leg, and said, “Oops, that wasn’t supposed to happen,” or words very much to that effect. Well, no shit, Sherlock. :P He put it back so it hurt more or less as much as it had in the first place (it’s hard to gauge, after your back’s been heated up and popped), but now it’s pretty bloody tender.
On the plus side, though, people on Too are now singing The Music Man, and being generally silly, so I guess life can’t be all bad. :)