I was unfortunately right about the dangers of DIY stores. Having lugged round that humungous bag of compost yesterday, I woke up at about 3am with pains across my lower back. I think I did when trying to wrestle the bag out of the supermarket-style trolley into the car that nearly saw me, it and the trolley falling into the boot.
Sleep was impossible as every time I moved, the pain woke me up again, so eventually I got up at around 5.30 and hobbled round the house for a while before work.
Simple things become very difficult when your back’s bad, like being able to get at your feet to wash them in the shower, or put on a pair of socks, emptying the dishwasher, in fact anything that requires back movement which rules in just about everything.
I will show more sympathy for Mrs P who suffers back pain on a regular basis and hope that mine is only temporary.