Sit on the TLC bench, Wendy, and we'll bring tea, cake (or beverages/comestibles of preference!) and hugs. Thwacking ladles are availabe to batter any bu**er that pi**es you off (including other sweary Benchlanders?

) I empathise with your back pain. Miserable isn't it?
RevCat has stocked up the freshly ironed lace hankies, but there are also tissues and bins by every bench, in case you suddenly find yourself caught short, too far from the CSL (crazy sobbing lady) bench.
Or there's the Feeling Sorry For Myself Bench - that's very popular too, so you are bound to have competition - sorry I think I mean company - there.
Don't feel guilty for feeling down either. Throw that guilt to the alligators in the lake - (currently caged as the wranglers have locked them up for the duration of the Pantivity - don't want the 'special baby' to end up as a tasty snack??) The more guilt the alligators consume the fatter and more delicious will be the alliburgers at the next Benchland party/bonfire/any-excuse-for-food-and-drink.
Great birthday pressie RevCat - a 'normal' gynae result! Oh how our perspectives have changed?!
🙂