Me too. In the late 1970's, with (at the time) inoperable damaged discs and vertebrae; I got in my car and that motion shifted a piece of damaged spine against my spinal cord. I could not move, much less lift my foot to a pedal. I'd yell for help from neighbors then realized every one had already left for the day. I sat in the car for 45 minutes then opened the door and rolled onto the driveway on my hands and knees. Trembling with indescribable pain. Screaming as loud as I could for help and no one heard.
After years of no relief, the neurosurgeon was able to determine what he could do by MRI scans. Now with laser surgery it is miracle like what can be done.
But unless you have had that kind of pain, it's hard to describe. The closest I can come to the worst of it is if you cut the socket end off of an extension cord and wrapped the bared wires around an ice pick, plugged it in and jabbed that into your spine at your beltline. At times, it would start while walking and happen every time I put my left foot down. I'd just sink to the floor.
Saying we should have to live with that shows no understanding. None at all.