Driving to and from work with a bad back…ow!

Driving to and from work with a bad back and snow hiding the potholes…ow, ow, OW!

At least I discovered why taking codeine and driving would be a bad mix. We were having diner on Sunday night when I got up (ow!) to take the chicken fingers out of the oven (my older daughter hates Thai food). This caused my oversensitive smoke alarm to scream bloody murder and my wife took my chair to get it off the wall. What happened next was recounted by my daughters since I don’t remember any of it. I walked back to the table, moved around the non-existant chair and proceeded to fall straight on my back…AYOYE CALEVASSE!

It’s almost a good thing that my wrists took the brunt of the fall.

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