I put my back out on Saturday evening (who'd have thought putting plates to warm in the oven was so dangerous). I suffered through work Sat night but had to call in sick Sunday, first sick night in over two years. It's Monday afternoon now and I'm still sore, can't stand for long periods and am walking like a duck. While I'm usually quite happy to watch TV, it loses it's appeal when I'm doing it cos I can't do anything else. Poo.