Have you ever been sitting down and find you suddenly have a totally dead leg, and don't want to get up in case the leg doesn't get itself working quickly enough, and then you might fall and hurt yourself or snap something in your leg, your limp ankle breaking from your inability to put weight on it correctly?
That's how I felt as my bus stop came along.
Two bus stops later I finally found some life in it and managed to stumble my way uphill and back home.
I got stung by a jellyfish between the toes once; it took something like 10-15 minutes for the poison to really kick in, by which point my whole leg felt like it was never going to work again. And then I realized, hey -- it's just pain. I can still use it just fine. It doesn't even hurt more to use it, the way fizzy feet/pins n' needles does. So I went from flat-on-my-back, "will I ever walk again" to casually stomping around in about ten seconds. Wasn't pleasant, but it was an interesting experience in retrospect.