I came very close to a serious head injury last night.
I woke up during the night to use the washroom. I’m not sure what happened but I found myself on the floor with my wife asking me if I was okay. She was asking me if I had a heart attack. I was completely disoriented.
I had blacked out in the washroom. I had fallen to the floor. I had hit my head on the floor. Hard.
Perhaps I was still in that odd state of not being awake and not being asleep. Maybe I just fell asleep standing up and went down.
Dazed, shaken and in some pain, I went back to bed. I wasn’t sure whether I would wake up in the morning. But I did.
Everything seems okay this morning although I do have a headache. Going back to the scene of the fall, I cannot believe that I fell to the floor without hitting the tub or the counter of the sink. Although the ensuite is a decent size, I had managed to fall to a very limited area that allowed my body to completely miss hard corners.
I was fortunate.