Fell down in the street

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Yesterday , I tripped in the street , falling down - I was trying to get to an angle close to a railing to more easily pull me onto a trffic island for the bus , then instead tripped over the edge of the island , falling down on Market Street , with a bottle that was in one of my backpack's side pockets falling onto the street as well .
Some people were nice enough to help me up , but ...........
It is now quite hard for me to get up from a seated position on the ground .

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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.
My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

It sounds like you're okay. That's good.

...Yeah , but there's the seated-position difficulty , which is PERPETUAL ! ! !! !! !! !! !

I'm surprised that people, disabled or not, don't fall off those islands more often. For people who don't know what I'm talking about: Market Street in San Francisco has little raised concrete platforms in the middle of the street at every intersection. They are there so that more buses can pick up/drop off passengers, plus they're used for the F Market streetcars that run in the middle of Market. At least that's better than the cable cars, which will drop you in the middle of the street and leave it up to you to get to the curb without being flattened by a car. To make matters worse, tourists will typically stand in the street a little further from the cable car stop so they can take pics of themselves running after the cars like in the movies. It wasn't too bad 20 years ago, but I suspect that in today's selfie era it's a LOT worse.

...As of right now , it looks like I've ONCE AGAIN lost my " good " glasses to them falling out of my pocket - After falling asleep with my sleep mask andon and blankets over me , my eyes do , nonetheless , feel overexposed/flashbulbbed from that early A.M. sunliht/reflections , and , no matter if I over melodramaticized , that can't be good for a 56-yr olld whose 3 grandparents of 4 had glaucoma

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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.
My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

...Okay , the " good " glasses weren't lost .
If others here are confused by the reference to " flashbulbbing " , it's because , in my room , early morning sunlight comes in directly and gets in my eyes - Even with me wearing a sleep mask and additionally having something else over my eyes - and my eyes feel like they've had overly bright light in them . This continued for a while to-day .
Again , this CAN'T me good for my eyes !
I rather heavily ate this lunch , thinking I maybe " should " drive up my weight so I seem more obviously ill , rather as in the past I'd sometimes really Hoovered up the sugar , to get my blood sugar up enough to get in the hospital .
Sometimes sitting down , my stomach is REALLY buldging out ~ My exposed stomach has be clod there , too , and scritching , friction-wise .

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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.
My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

You have your own room now. Why would you want to go to the hospital. Why would you want to ramp up your sugar?

I don't get it.

I can understand more if you were in the street. But you got your own room now.

...It was the past ramping up of sugar I was referring to .
For now , however:
(1) I do think the balooning up needs attention .
(2) Yes , there is the eye-flashbulbbing , which happenes all the time in the room .
(30And , there is my discomfort/painful back ~ I cannot sit down on any normal chair there , let alone sit down and as well have a table in front of me to spread out my reading on ~ I found myself going to a Carl's Jr. (a fast-food chain) , partly , just to be able to sit down and spread things on a table before me and read !
Let's return , too , to my back's pain ~ After a while it'll die down - Sometimes/some .
My back really does hurt , for lack of somewhere to sit properly ! !! !! !! !! !! !
I do hurt !

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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.
My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

I'm glad your well enough to post. Your pain is nothing to sneeze at. In fact sneezing may add to it.

Wondering what was in the back pocket bottle?

Curious me, a name I call myself.

I can
A. Fall up stairs
B. Not see a curb coming and jar as I drop down to the street.
C. In past the sidewalk came up to meet my face, during my Nevada years.

I hope your limbs are swell, I actually tripped over my own feet a few months ago whilst jogging with my dog, she stopped for a fraction of a second and I failed to adjust my rhythm and down I went and did a half roll and fell over again, nobody helped me up cause it was dark and they probably thought I was a smackhead or something, I admonished my dog advising her not to hit the brakes because she saw a plastic bag pirouetting in the wind because I might fall on her next time and she wouldn't appreciate that.

...With the eye-dazzling and the " mercury-lead " I have had added , on top of it , my Hot Team worker emphasizing that he did NOT call the library , weeks ago (I believe) , when I was in the hospital , to let them know I was in the hospital and try to change their banning me...Instead , he did NOTHING !
He claims " I have to do it myself " .
I am now thinking I will leave ythe room ~ Try to get to somewhere else ? Santa Cruz ?
I will have to wait much of a week til' my money comes in , and I can launder , get atarp and yoga/homeless mat , etc. , if I do , but this is just the last straw...Even though I am crippled !

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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.
My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

I should have thought of this earlier:

Maybe you should speak to the HOT team again. Tell them what happened. See what they can do.

...I had another new variation on falling down happen yesterday ...........

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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.
My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

...Like what ?
I think I need treatment , for my balance , and backache , and my feet's feelings ~ And my cough , too .
The HOT Team appears to pay little attention .
I need to be able to rest more , too , in better conditions ~ and not having to go out so much , so able to rest more .

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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.
My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!