As a result of the injury, I feel not unlike Smokey, the sway-backed Shetland pony we had when I was in my teens. Bending, reaching and shifting positions produce sharp, localized pain, which radiates around to the psoas muscles in the front. I am making progress; this morning it only took me five minutes to get out of bed, versus twenty.
This injury has forced me into looking at how I can still do some of the things I want/need to do. Things such as putting away a casserole dish, sliding something in or out of the oven or getting something out of a lower drawer. I found that when I pulled a chair up to the stove or the cupboard, I could sit down and stabilize the muscles I needed to recruit in order to lean slightly over and extend my reach. I have reachers, but for some items, they simply do not work.
I sure could have used this technique all those years ago when my joints were severely flaring.