Here's the dope on what happened at the VA yesterday.

It was weird. They didn't stick needles in me. Then did take some thing that looked like a big old tazer and zapped my arms several times, in various places. The first time they did it, I about jumped off the table. I asked her to say 1, 2, 3, then zap me. That did help.

They did both arms to compare the good with the bad. The signals on the good arm looked like a sharp spike. The signals on the bad arm looked like well worn hills. Yep! There certainly is something wrong there, she said. Well, duh! I could have told her that.