Oh for goodness sake! I can't believe it! I am my mother's daughter. Remember when she got her knee injured coming down the stairs and we had to take her to Japan in a wheelchair. She insisted she didn't fall or bang her knee. It just happened.
I believe her.
Yesterday, I was helping Art move a large dresser onto the flooring he had partially laid down. As I lifted one of the drawers from the floor and turned my body at the waist to stand, I felt a shock from below my waist to my left butt. Holey Moley! The pain!
Now I can't bend down without a lot of pain. How in the world can you injure yourself doing almost nothing? Do you realize how many times a day you have to bend? Even going to the bathroom is not fun...well... not that it was fun before, but you know what I mean.
If I need to pick up something from the floor, it's agony. My mother is now having to help me reach for things that are low to the ground. She's finding that a teeny bit humorous. I have to hide my condition from her because she gets so upset if she sees me in any pain.
I have so much to do right now. Doggone it!
POSTSCRIPT: I know it sounds dumb, but it didn't occur to me to take pain killers since I try to stay away from more drugs than I need to take. After reading all your comments I took some Motrin. Wow! It does take the edge off the pain. Thank you, everybody!