(With apologies to the eminent Harvard Medical School doctors and specialists in an attempt to seriously indulge in some leg-pulling – and some leg-spraining – in view of their pronouncements, such as : « And position-sensing nerves – called proprioceptors – embe dded in muscles, tendons and joints throughout your body help you move around without stumbling or bumping into things. »)
If ever I had a country – LXXXVI – 86
(With apologies to the eminent Harvard Medical School doctors and specialists in an attempt to seriously indulge in some leg-pulling – and some leg-spraining – in view of their pronouncements, such as : « And position-sensing nerves – called proprioceptors – embedded in muscles, tendons and joints throughout your body help you move around without stumbling or bumping into things. »)
If ever I had a country, a country to which I owed nothing by way of loyalty or conscience though in my assumed rôle of Ministre d’État without Portfolio, I have served without a sense of duty to a country which runs the highest possible risk of losing its Independence where « Every 19 minutes, an older adult(s) dies from a fall-related injury. »
Where « Every 11 seconds an older person….is treated in an emergency room – Surprise O ! Surprises ! - for a fall-related injury. »
Where « if your vision is failing or (if) you have poor depth perception … allergies and head colds … that cause » you to feel dizzy
Where Secretaries of State in Irons fall head-over-heels into Jeanne d’Arc Binoche daughters-in-law while their sons fall backwards down into three-storey stairway wells, a mere occurrence in the eternal LOVE STORY
Where « Women are more likely to fall than men, but men are more likely to die from a fall than a (sic) woman » for women have « muscle power, a combination of strength and speed to maintain balance and mobility…. With Pilates to improve flexibility in the lower back and hips to boost balance in an emergency. »
Where returning leaders left off-balance on the gangway, debilitated by the tongue-lashing they let loose on the Crown Prince of Arabie for the assassination of Jamal Khashoggi
Where if you added up every 11 seconds and 19 minutes ever since the Declaration In-Dependence some time in 17 Seventy Three, you are bound to end up wondering at every sign-post warning : « WATCH YOUR STEP ! TRIPPING HAZARD ! » who robbed every citizen of his country
Whether due to some blood-pressure « medications, inner ear problems, foot pain, weight changes and Vitamin-D deficiency... »
Me, I make certain I get my B12 Vitamin to keep at bay the ENEMY
And this, even if I never ever had no country to call my own, no ethnie, nor Creator to kiss or spit on me
Hey, Tom & Monseigneur Don Ron, if I didn't watch the spills and drills in the broken and stooped backs of young frisky girls (Watch that 21-year old fresh-as-a-daisy Spanish Gold Medalist after the 15000 m. race - where the Italian chick collided and sent the Chinese (HK or Taiwanese competitor) sprawling and was lifted off on a stretcher - on roller skates at the World Games in Birmingham - I wouldn't believe you guys a whit.
I thought the only place in the world that sort of thing could happen was here, right where I live, where you could take a stroll along ripped-up cobbled pathways alongside the lake or along sidewalks or indistinguishable cycle tracks and break your neck and get yourself a free dumping in sludge and sewer waters...
The only advice I can give you two lads is to migrate to Antartica where the worst that can ever happen is that you'd become the core of a burgeoning snow-ball till climate change finds your bodies intact for the ceremonies in Texas. Much binding in the marsh!!! Wignesan
a true write "T" I've tried that falling a few times-- so far so good- but next time who knows .The next one could be the last, but I use a little ol'cowboy logic. Spit-use one cuss word and get back on your feet- now I'm all ready for the next one Giddy up Hoss! Enjoyed your write.
Yes, it's true. Part of that "dependence" that you wrote about. Many "Mericans" who have lost their faculties of many that you reveal, refuse to use a walker until it's too late or even a wheelchair. A lesson I learned after many falls, countless stitches, and a fractured eye orbit. As a result, they often break their hips which leads to other complications and they die in the hospital. Fools.
My sister-in-law, a healthy 72-year-old, fell backward after dinner (and a bit too much to drink?) from the top of the stairs to their second floor condo on Key Largo for the winter that they were going to leave the next day while her daughter and my brother watched. Broke her neck and died instantly. Actually a good way to go without the prolonged pain. Still walking 6 miles to a local Arboretum and then back every day. I recall at least three times when those proprioceptors saved me from an equal fate as I teetered provocatively at the top of stairs with my adrenaline pumping my heart to the point of almost letting go.
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I thought the only place in the world that sort of thing could happen was here, right where I live, where you could take a stroll along ripped-up cobbled pathways alongside the lake or along sidewalks or indistinguishable cycle tracks and break your neck and get yourself a free dumping in sludge and sewer waters...
The only advice I can give you two lads is to migrate to Antartica where the worst that can ever happen is that you'd become the core of a burgeoning snow-ball till climate change finds your bodies intact for the ceremonies in Texas. Much binding in the marsh!!! Wignesan
My sister-in-law, a healthy 72-year-old, fell backward after dinner (and a bit too much to drink?) from the top of the stairs to their second floor condo on Key Largo for the winter that they were going to leave the next day while her daughter and my brother watched. Broke her neck and died instantly. Actually a good way to go without the prolonged pain. Still walking 6 miles to a local Arboretum and then back every day. I recall at least three times when those proprioceptors saved me from an equal fate as I teetered provocatively at the top of stairs with my adrenaline pumping my heart to the point of almost letting go.
Ron