Agghh, between my HORRIBLE motor skills (and I mean *horrible*, I have problems with simple tasks like sweeping floors and tying shoelaces) and my extremely poor vestibular and proprioceptive skills, I'm constantly tripping over my own feet, bumping into things, knocking things over. Just today, I accidentally whacked myself with a refrigerator magnet when I was opening the refrigerator door to put groceries away. Don't even ask me how I managed that one. Sadly occurrences like that are normal for me.
I used to wear chunky one inch heels to give myself some extra height, as I'm quite short (5'1 or 61 inches). The trouble is when I was especially tired and/ or stressed, I sometimes wouldn't catch myself when I stumbled. There's nothing like falling on the sidewalk, and having my fellow pedestrians asking "Are you okay?" even when I'm up and moving again within about two seconds. Falling seems to be taken as a clear sign that *something* must be "wrong." I have since switched to flats. I still stumble frequently, but I only very rarely actually fall anymore.
Even so, I never seem to really injure myself. I've never broken anything, and I never needed stitches, with the exception of one time when I had oral surgery, and they needed to put a couple of stitches in my gums. Mostly, I just embarrass myself.
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"And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad./ The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had."