Bad things come in threes (or: Maybe I've outstayed my welcome?)

Last month:
Took a bad fall in front of the Porter's Lodge, knee is still swollen, can't kneel on it yet.

Last week:
Developed a cough/flu thing that is still going on. Doctor says he can't give me antibiotics - "have some tea with lemon" is his answer. He says these things can last as long as four weeks.

Last night:
Glasses split right in half. Can't see two feet in front of my face.

All I can do is laugh...