I only have one word reply "DITTO". Your story is pretty much the same as mine. I have just had a scary incident in the garden, I reached down to pull a weed and my thighs couldn't push me up. Thank goodness my Ed was near by to help me. I am scared that I will not be able to manage looking after a house and yard for much longer. I am trying hard to keep my home as moving to assisted living is out of the question for me. Apart from the fact that I would hate it, I have 5 cats that I love like children and I don't see such a facility allowing that many. I'm lucky my Ed understands pain although he does often say buck up cissy pants but with a big smile.