Yesterday while walking my Newfoundland despite many attempts to slow down, I fell. There was nothing around me. At one point I called my big dog (115 pounds) and pushed on her back to help get me up and balance me as I got up. As I was about 90% upright she paniced and pulled away which made me fall again. I was one half block away from my house. I lay on the sidewalk like a beached whale. This is not the first time this has happened on my walk with hills. Amazing no one walks by or drives by to see me. As often often happens when needed most my phone said "try again later". After I rested, I was able to get into a squat position without falling over and slowly carefully stood up. I felt my knee bleeding and I felt a scrap on my forehead from contact on the concrete. I am on a blood thinner but fortunately I had little swelling.
Not like my bad blackeye which I got helping someone carry a bookcase up hill and when he suddenly stopped I kept going foward, could not stop, fell and landed on my eye. I put that photo on the back of my Traveling with Alzheimers. Year Two Book.
Later I fell at home after too much alcohol and had a concussion which I wrote about in The Pursuit of Happiness with Alzhiemers Year Year Three at the publishers now.
Post concussion syndrome April 2020 link
I think it is a clarion call when I realize I need to buy a walking cane that I am worse with my AZ.
Between poor balance and poor core strength I need to grab on to something to pull myself up.
I choose the cane below.
Awesome cane. Looks like an AK-47, ha ha.
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