Well, if you look at the image, you can guess how my day went.
It started with all plans being changed by a flat tyre. There was a screw in it. It could have been there a long time, because for quite a while I've noticed that when I check the tyres that particular one does need a bit of air.
My spare is one of those "space saver" tyres. It's good for emergencies, but can't just stay on the car because it doesn't quite meet regulations. That meant getting a new tyre today. Which meant waiting for a new tyre to be put on the car.
I spent about two hours at a shopping centre waiting to get my car back.
That's two hours I've spent wandering around a shopping centre, alternately walking and sitting in uncomfortable chairs. By the end of it, my "good" hip was hurting worse than my "bad" hip. I could barely walk at all.
My son was with me. When I was struggling to move at all, he made a joke of having to wait for me: "Waddle. Waddle to freedom!"
Well, home from my waddling and waiting, and I went to bed for a couple of hours. The pain was bad enough to cause nausea. That was the point at which I realised I wasn't going to a meeting I was supposed to be at tonight.
I can remember a time when a couple of hours of walking around didn't bother me at all. It's getting to be a very distant memory.
Now, managing pain and fatigue mean that so many aspects of "normal" life are far from normal.