The Mailbox and Back Injuries

So last weekend I almost crippled my fiance (all because I hate his cookie burning stove). 

He seems to be walking just fine now but there for a while getting him up and down the stairs was a chore.  As mentioned before, we moved alot of heavy appliances on Sat.  On Sunday (after refusing a back massage cause he wanted to get to work on the flowerbeds), Shea went out to the back of the house to dig holes and I went to the front to dig more holes.  He said he was on his second shovelful when he heard the pop in his lower back.  Long story short, we iced him down, put him in a chair and gave him pain meds.  He's working from home this week, seeing a chiropractor and as of yesterday, he no longer needs a cane!  Anywho why the mailbox you might wonder...its because since he's home, I'm getting immediate access to the mail.  I've been calling him in the afternoon to find out who RSVP'd.  Immediate Gratification. Yep, silver lining and all, maybe not for Shea, but I'm sure enjoying having him home (Prince and the kitties are enjoying it too!)