So, I just woke up, got my slippers on and headed down the stairs. I've done this a million times without trouble. Heck, we've had half the stairs cluttered with stuff to go up before (they're now clean), and I've never had any trouble. So why was it today that I fell down the stairs? Yup, my foot didn't land far enough back on the tread and I went flying. Luckily I was hanging onto the railing or it would have been much worse. I just have some rug burn and my big toe on my left foot is throbbing. My husband came running when he heard me fall and then just sat there and stared at me for a couple of minutes! Lovely to know he could help me. Actually he was scared I broke something in my body and he would have to take me to the doctor. When a woman comes in with random pain and a possible broken bone, they don't look to kindly at the man bringing her in. How would he explain, "She fell down the stairs." without looking really bad? Even my corroboration (sp?) wouldn't help much. If this is the way today is starting maybe I should go back to sleep. But on the couch, so I don't have to do the stairs again. Feel free to laugh, because I'm laughing now. What else can you do in a situation like this?