Aug 02, 2008 17:47
It happened again but it wasn't my fault, sort of.
Why I was standing there in the kitchen, talking to Vaughan when I had fruit & yogurt sprinkled with lecithin granules and a freshly brewed cup of hot coffee just waiting for my appetite, I do not know. Why I didn't take it into the dining room, sit down & begin to enjoy it, and then talk to Vaughan, I do not know.
Instead I stood there with all that food & drink and proceeded to lose my balance as Vaughan extended his hand to touch my hair. I leaned back to get out of his reach and fell, pulling my rollator which held my breakfast down with me. Again I didn't get hurt but boy! did I make a mess which had to be cleaned up before I could get up, or before someone could get me up. Someone would be Tim--with Steve's help.
So I waited there, flat on my back, staring into the vent on the bottom of the refrigerator, til T&V could sop up the chaos and run across the driveway for the neighbor's assistance. About 20 minutes later I was upright, remaking my breakfast and thanking the Lord for His watch-care once again.
I think I need to work on my balance...
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