I could feel myself falling. Most accidents happen in a split second. This one happened in slow motion. I tried to hold on to the door frame but had no grip. I felt the back of my foot ram into the toilet bowl behind me. I hit my knee on a sharp tiled threshold and kept falling. I knew I was falling and was scared but I did not know how bad a bathroom fall could be. I was later to learn that many are fatal.
I had been separated a few months before and had gone through a few months of darkness. But then I found jogging and began to gain my physical strength back. This particular day I jumped into the shower after my work out buzzed and excited. The darkness was beginning to lift and I was feeling so much lighter than I had felt in months.
It was when I was getting out of the shower that I slipped. I hit my head hard against the tiled edge of the floor threshold; the raised barrier that prevents water from flowing out. The shock was mortifying and the pain excruciating. I still have chills remembering it. I lay on the floor, confused and unsure of what had just happened.