Well, I got the Vicodin, just in time.  I managed to fall again, and
hurt from hip to ankle.  Poor me!  LOL  This was one of those tricky,
slow motion mishaps.  The family got together at my oldest daughter's
house yesterday to see my kid brother's new baby.  Due to a shortage of
chairs, I decided to sit on my mom's walker.  Unfortunately, hardwood
floors make brakes ineffective, so when I bumped the walker it skidded
away from me.  I fought hard, and staggered backwards - bumping it again
with same results - and finally I lost the battle.  Banged my hip on the
crossbar, which deflected the angle of fall, which caused me to lose the
paper plate, which flew up in the air and arced nicely to dump the food
immediately next to my half-turned body.

I was very sad about the food.  Chicken marsala, garlic bread,
tortellini and salad.

Everyone watched it happen, and said they couldn't move fast enough, as
it looked like I'd caught myself.  My brother said the look on my face
gave no clue to the urgency of the situation, like I was saying 'this is
fine, nothing out of the ordinary.'  ;)

True, true, but I wish someone had caught the plate.  (The fall that
resulted in knee surgery I did manage to save my pot pie.) I had to lie
on my side until the food was cleaned up.  At least I had handed my
drink to my mom before I tried to sit down!

luv&stiffer,
Denise