Well, it happened.
Not the way I thought it would, but it happened.
Part of me is mad that it happened, part of me feels sorry for myself that it happened, and still another part of me thinks it’s no big deal so don’t worry.
After 19 months of dealing with vestibular issues, cognitive issues, a probable auditory processing disorder (can’t get in to the neuroPsych doctor until March of 2020), my balance gave out and I fell.
I actually fell out of bed.
(pauses for the chuckles that I know are coming).
So I have become very well adapted to hanging on to things to make sure I stay upright, but this one didn’t work. Alarm went off, I turned the alarm off and in the process knocked my glasses off the night stand. Especially since this, I am pretty much visually worthless with out the glasses. So, I reached down on the floor to where the glasses should be (this is not the first time I’ve done this) and suddenly something hit the side of my head really hard, my knee hurt and I was on the floor. WFT?
Turns out I moved out too far, center of gravity shifted, and down I went. So I have an achy knee with some rug burns on it, I have a nice black and blue just outside of my right eye (glad it didn’t hit my eye) and a dampening of the personal pride with it all.
I knew it would happen eventually. I knew it wasns’t possible to have the kind of balance issues that I struggle with to not fall eventually. We joke at home - our middle child (child she just turned 27) has balance issues without any sort of medical condition. She has been known to actually fall up the steps.
Oh and my attorney said that it certainly won’t hurt me to show up Wednesday for the hearing with a black eye because of balance issues.
Smile a bit, chuckle if you will and then remember that the power of this group is in large part providing a place outside of your family where you can share this journey.
Here’s to no more falling for… Oh, I don’t know, no more falling for now?