This morning I finished the book Don't Leave Me This Way, one of the stroke survivor books I am reading at this time. Each book brings encouragement, inspiration, and a few tips on getting better each day. In this book, the author relates how she fell, over and over.
Falling has its benefits: Each fall results in at least some improvement. Still the cost can outweigh the benefit when injuries result from the fall.
At one point, when first reading the Don't Leave Me book, I hoped that all this reading about falling wouldn't turn into a prediction. Then I forgot all about it. Falling "fell" to the back of my mind. Until today.
This morning, while getting ready to go out the door on a bank errand, I lost my balance while standing in the hallway at the junction of the dining and living room areas. Down I went before I had a chance to even think about it, though I did remember to go limp on the way down. In the past, this trick has helped me not get hurt. Then I was lucky enough not to hit any furniture on the way down.
No such luck today, as evidenced by my goose-egg memento and a small scalp laceration that left some blood hither and yon. 911 was called -- fresh blood always looks worse when the injury occurs. The paramedics came, ice packs got assembled, and advice was dispensed. So the stroke recovery saga continues. I chose not to go to the hospital.
All is well, but I did pick up a nice tip from the paramedics: Keep a package of frozen peas in your freezer. The package makes a nifty, form-fitting ice pack, unlike the lumpy one made with real ice and a zip-up baggy.
For the book: