Well I'll try to beat it..........
Last Monday whilst in middle of my hols, I went for a walk on the beach, slipped down a banking and broke my bloody wrist!!!!
I spent 5 and half hours in A&E in the worst pain I've ever encountered, only to be told that they didn't have time to pop it back into place then, so I had to return the following morning for a further 3 hours. I then also had to go back the following day to see the consultant. So basically I've spent the 2nd week of my hols either in hospital or in extreme agony.
I'm now home and facing the glorious prospect of telling my boss that I've now got to go on the sick, the thought of his face resembling a cat's bum when he sees my arm in a cast is quite frankly depressing me:-(