A god somewhere is laughing his or her arse off

at my luck regarding breaking bones.
I took a nasty tumble after slipping on water that my cats had spilled from their bowl and landed on my knee. Xrays show a break.
I'm currently waiting on some slow-release pain meds to kick in. There's nothing that can be done except rest, painkillers and binding.
So there's six seasons of Kath and Kim on Netflix; I think I'm set.
Anyone fancy joining me?