I was never graceful, but this kind of fall was new. Actual cause is unknown, but one theory relates to clothing and footwear. I had taken to wearing pajama bottoms and slippers much of the morning. The pajamas are by their nature loose and floppy, and with my phone in my pocket may have drooped enough to present a bad combo with my Duluth slippers, which I have found otherwise very comfortable.
I would normally have used some more spicy descriptions for this event, but I am trying not to max out points and asterisks. Hint: "Mom" is a title. "Mother" is a prefix. I did apologize up front to the floor nurse for what we call "Situational Tourette's" in my office; she was good about that.
All of the care was excellent. Considering I am pretty good sized the CNA explained some her choices in terms of fall risk, etc. The nurses did great with pain management, etc; normally I am not good with opioids and plan to wean off tomorrow, but the first 12 or so hours after I woke up were bad in terms of pain and coherence. I could nearly trip over my lips for the first couple hours. The oxycodone was inadequate, so I had 4 or so doses of IV Dilaudid too. I still did not sleep until I got home Saturday.
