Yesterday afternoon when I went into the kitchen to prepare my one meal for the day, I had to get down on my hands and knees to be able to see inside one of my kitchen cupboards. I was looking for a particular oven tray.
As I got down on my knees I fell forward, banging my head on the floor. I had no time to put my hands down to stop falling. I have become physically weakened due to my age (seventy-three). Had someone been with me, maybe I wouldn’t have hurt myself. Living on your own is fine until something like this happens. This got me thinking how many others my age and older experience falls like I did?
Not being as fit as I was a few years ago, what happened to me is frightening to say the least. Thankfully I didn’t fall too far – only a couple of feet. Even so it hurt physically. But what hurt more was the realization that I am no longer physically strong!
Since I turned sixty-five eight years ago, and officially became an old age pensioner, money has been tight, hence the reason for my one meal a day. Is it any wonder I have become physically weak? I think not!