I fell in the bedroom when I was getting up this morning.

Actually, it was more like I slid from the bed to the floor.

I woke up after a particularly crampy night and noticed Gail and Raven were already up.  So I figgered I’d get up and get the cappuccino going.  So, with some difficulty, I managed to swing my legs over to the left side of the bed and sit up.  I put my hands by my side, grabbed the mattress to use them to push myself to a standing position, when…

Whoopsie Daisy!

My arms wouldn’t support my weight and I slid to the floor.

For a few seconds, I laid there, my hiney on the floor, my upper back and neck braced against the mattress.  I thought about calling Gail, but after realizing that I wasn’t hurt, I figgered I could just slide the rest of the way to the floor, roll over, get on my hands and knees and get to my feet.  Which I did.

Maybe it’s time to start thinking about bed rails?