Sorry to hear about your troubles. I hope your daughter overcomes the
trauma, and your son is doing as well as can be hoped for under the
circumstances. Thank him for us, for his sacrifices.

As far as your neck -- welcome to getting old. Or old-ER, anyway. Soon,
you'll hate waking up in the morning to discover a new ache, pain or
malady almost every damned day. SIGH.

Now go fishing.