I wake up and ponder how to turn over without the aid of my left elbow. I reach for my medicine 'Tryopenin' but my hands are too stiff so I drop the bottle. Drat its got a child proof cap. Using 2 hands I wrench it off anyway and take one little pill and put it in my mouth. While looking for some left over coffee to take the pill, I cough sending the pill onto the carpet and into the shadows. With some effort I get down on all fours to look for it when the dog comes over and seems to have found a morsel to eat. Maybe she got a Cheerio or my pill, I don't know. To get on my feet I put my hand on a table for some support and foosh it goes over with the left over coffee splashing me in the face while I now lay flat on the carpet.
Ah Ha there is the little pill .... and I'm off to start a new day.