So, if I cast my mind way, way back (lol! By a couple of years) then I remember it was hard to even get out of bed in the morning. I had to sit on the edge of the bed to will myself to move. When I stood up, everything hurt. My back was the worst; it hurt so much in the curve of my back. I just felt so heavy and achy, and I would stumble around! I could barely walk a few steps without my back hurting so badly that I had to sit down. If I was cooking then I would usually end up sitting on a chair in the kitchen or leaning against the worktop. When I went out to do the shopping (which was just about the only thing I went out for) I would lean against the trolley the whole way round the shop. Everything was such an effort and I would be so grateful to get into bed at the end of every day.