Hi
I have a problem. I’m scared of falling. It’s getting worse.
It started last year when in the cold, icy weather, I slipped and fell. On two occasions, all that was hurt was my pride. The third time I hurt my wrist. It was sprained with no lasting damage. Each time I fell, I was out power walking, early in the morning. Ice was involved. My determination to keep fit had backfired.
Fast forward to this year. I became a gran. Fantastic. I love it. But suddenly, I became aware of the horrendous consequences of falling with my new grandchild. What if I tripped while going upstairs with my beautiful grandchild? What If I slipped while pushing the pram along the pavement and lost my grip? Hills became a thing of concern. Pavements suddenly became dangerous places.
Then, if things weren’t bad enough, I fell over.again. I tripped on a paving stone and broke my wrist I needed surgery, physio etc...I am still recovering. But now I am really twitchy. My mind is full of the what ifs. What if I fell while looking after my gorgeous grandchild? What if I tripped over another paving slab and broke my other wrist? What if I fell down the stairs?
It’s all getting out of hand. My fear is that things will spiral out of control. And where will it end... my logical brain tells me I have been unfortunate. The crazy side shouts panic, trauma, disaster.
Is this normal?
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