Well. I’ve managed to do it again.
In the daylight this time.
In the middle of my home city.
Whilst I was on the floor, trying to retrieve my beloved headphones and thankfully resting on my rucksack that took most of the brunt of the fall, 2 people passed by and didn’t say a word.
Not a ‘Are you ok’ ‘Do you want a hand?’
I brushed the dirt off my leg. Winced as my thumb started to throb.
Ah well I thought. I’m sort of getting used to this now and realise a cane is nearer for me than I thought.
It would alert me to obstacles and these little unseen dangers for me.
Depth perception isn’t good at all.
As I was laid on the ground, I THEN saw the little kerb I didn’t see from above.
Resigned to the fact this will happen unless I sort out how to receive cane training and should just give up pretending I can see alot better than I can.
I did try to think positively in the moment though.
Maybe I don’t look old, not enough to panic people into thinking I could be breaking a hip anytime soon.
Always a silver lining.

