I get knocked down...but I get up again

Today I learned to fall. And get up. Two whacko legs misbehavin'. I hit the ground, face down. I pushed myself back up into standing position with both legs pointing straight as an arrow. Well, the fake leg half-skewed to the left. But how am I supposed to know what it's doing? I can't feel the damned thing.

I've been practicing for weeks and just now got it. I was huffing and puffing and cussing.

But I got up again.

Dammitt. I got up again.