I Fell

I suppose it's one of those inevitable things that you are waiting for and just wanting to get it out of the way.   I must admit, I assumed my first fall would be on an icy/snowy walkway, and that I'd crack my head on concrete. I know I have the tendency to do things I might not be ready for, or to overdo things, but it didn't happen that way either. It still hurts when it happens ... and with witnesses, is mildly embarassing. While it felt like a real smack, judging by the lack of people rushing to my aid, the general population must have felt that I was just fine.  Which I was, generally.

What irritated me most is that I shouldn't have fallen in the first place ... I just forgot. In that brief moment I forgot that I can't reach, turn and stay vertical all at the same time any more.  Vertical multi-tasking is out.

What irritated me second most is that I KNOW how to fall and in that moment I fell wrong.  I'm lucky I didn't break my wrists (they hurt like the dickens this morning but there isn't anything pysically wrong with them).  I know how my arms are supposed to catch my fall, but I did it totally wrong.

What irritated me third most is that I didn't do anything else to break my fall properly and I landed hard on my butt. Judging by the pain in my back muscles this morning, I gave myself quite the jolt, and judging by the sore butt, I'm going to end up with quite the bruise in a couple of days.  That'll be sexy.

All that being said, I'm happy with my fall and I know I'll get no sympathy for it.  But maybe it will provide hope to people out there in my situation who are earlier in the process of recovery.  When you have balance issues there are things you think you may never do again.

I fell because I briefly forgot that I can't jump, turn and reach all at the same time.

But I was throwing a football with my son, on the beach.