Menachem winced as he sat up. "I know I hit my back on the way up. It's been hurting a bit."

He peeled off the shirt with a wince and sucked in his breath then tossed it to the floor. He looked the doctor up and down and cracked a tired smile. "Think we were the same size? You let me borrow something and burn this stuff? I'll get you paid back.'

He dropped his arms the moment the shirt was gone and leaned forward some so his back could be checked.