..and you wonder how it's ever going to be all green and flowery again.
So, as I said, I spent an hour in the back raking leaves and putting them into a large bin/trash bag. I thought I was doing okay, until I went to stand up - and couldn't. Must have looked like a right plonker as I had to walk into the house bent over.
Argh! So annoying. At present, I can stand up ramrod straight or lie down with my knees up. Anything else is either impossible or agony. If I have to retrieve anything, it's done via a huge ballet plié. Dressing myself is like an Olympic event. I have to drop my underwear on the floor, put one foot in, plié down, pull the garment half way up my leg, stick the other leg in, and keep pulling. Agony.
When will I learn?
