If there is one thought that’s helping me to cope with the pain, it’s the fact that I’m lucky enough to live in a developed country. As much as I respect people who live in the old way, I respect them even more because I know that if they were suffering like I am right now, they would still have to endure the hardship of their way of life. While I limp over to the bath or kitchen tap, they might have to travel for miles to get water. As I hobble my way to the fridge to get some lunch, they might have to forage for vegetables or catch some fish.

It’s at times like this that you should ask yourself, could you really survive out in the real world?