I have had a couple of days that have worn me right down. It started Fr. ( yes the 13th ) I was carring a pot of water to my stove from the sick (maybe 2 feet) when i heard a pop and my back let go. So, I manage to det in a chair and yell for my kids(thank goodness they were home from school) to get me the phone. I call my doc and they send me to E.R.. which I'm sure like everyone else here i absolutly hate!! I'm sure she thought they would atleast do an E-ray. Instead they give me 2 shots and hand me a scrip for Naproson Sp? whick I can't take anymore due to repeated bouts of GI bleeds. So, now its Sunday, I can barly move and am completly consumed with the pain in my back. I know it will get better but it has been a long weekend, I just am trying to remember God never gives us more than we can bear. Who would have thought that we were such a tough group of birds!