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I have become very depressed about my back and the new problems it seems to be causing me. I have now strained my left wrist and that's because every time I bend over, I have to crawl back up my left leg in order to stand up. My back just isn't strong enough to stand back up. So, tonight, I was putting on my jeans, and because I can't stand on my left leg, getting my right leg in the jeans is very difficult. Unfortunately, my right leg got hung up while I was trying to get it in, and I hit the floor like a bag of bricks. Joe was stunned for a few seconds, and finally he goes "oh my god, are you alright". He's so wonderful sometimes. He was so concerned, until I starting hysterically laughing. It's depressing, but if I don't laugh about it, I will end up staying in bed all day feeling sorry for myself. Well, I'm working on it. I've been doing HARDCORE pilates. I came out of my first pilates class feeling shit I've never felt. Seriously, I danced for 15 years, and did all kinds of crazy shit during those years, and NEVER felt the muscles I felt after doing pilates. But, it is supposed to be good for my back, so we'll see. I'm just sick of it.