Glad you're back Madame and hope the new HRT and painkillers work for you Bads.
I've just bruised a rib reaching down to the bottom of the recycling bin to get something out. My bra underwiring sort of caught on the edge and then pinged back over my rib. DH is a sod for putting the wrong stuff in there, and I can't just leave it. One of these days he's going to come home to find I've fallen into it head first. 
I wouldn't mind but I've got so much to do for this unexpected party I seem to have been roped into.