Well, I had a little accident Saturday which led me to an interesting discovery.
Had spent the day getting the yard picked up, mowed, and trimmed (my step-son and grandson doing the real labor). Someone had given me a bushel of new red potatoes---so I had to wash and sort them. Had to get the bird feeders filled including the hummingbird feeders. And had the usual household chores to do.
So around 4pm when everything had settled down, the boys had left, and hubby was taking a nap, I set up a little plastic folding chair out in the yard so I could just enjoying looking at my yard, the birds, and the traffic riding by. Well, I suddenly realized I had to sneeze (pollen I guess) and there I was--no hankie or anything----so I just leaned over to the side so I wouldn't sneeze all over myself. Well, one sneeze lead to four sneezes in all, and on the last one I leaned just a little to far and over I went onto the ground on my left side.
My hip and knee hit the ground, and my knee definitely did not like what had just happened. I lay there for a minute or two collecting my wits about me. I realized that the only way I was going to get up was to put the chair back upright and roll over on my knees and use the chair to push up against. So I steeled myself mentally, took the bull by the horns, and rolled over and put all that pressure on my knees and pushed up.
What surprised me was that although it felt weird and slightly uncomfortable, it didn't really hurt to be on my knees. So I guess this means that when that tenderness from the incision finally goes away, I'll be able to kneel if I want to!
I am a bit sore still from the tumble, but all's well that ends well.