Day one of the new year was fun and laughter-packed as we had all three of our children, and their children, here. By the end of the day I was happy, but worn out, and my back was protesting. It was worth it.
Day two began well enough. Increasing back pain soon had me on the floor doing my back exercises. The feather-weight flower fairy, who lives next door, came bursting in, full of some little story which she wanted to share with me. She skidded on the floor and landed 'smack' on my ribs, left side.
Her horrified face made me try to scrabble upright, to reassure her that I was alright - trouble was that I was winded - and I didn't know whether I was alright. As soon as I could talk, I told her not to worry, I was fine. then I slowly took myself away to find out whether it was true!
I am relieved to say there are no bones broken, just severe bruising, which doesn't sound so bad, until I try to move.
My apologies for not having time to answer your lovely comments, I will get around to it, in a day or two, when things settle down a little.