“Dude! What’s wrong?”
“I hurt my back.”
“Seriously? How’d you do that?”
“I’m not sure. I think I twisted when I shouldn’t have. Now it hurts to breathe.”
“Whoa! Dude! That’s not good! We need to breathe!”
“I know. Sometimes, I can get in the right position and feel no pain at all, but if I turn or something, the pain is so bad I can’t breathe.”
“Not good!”
“I know. Mom gave me these tiny little pills, muscle relaxers, that work really well but they also knock me on my ass.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah.”
“So are you gonna feed me now or what?”
“. . .”
