When I was a child, my head was often “in the clouds” (still a favorite place!). I can hear my mother’s voice reminding me to “Watch where you’re going, Diane.” With all the ice we’ve experienced lately and the ruts that have formed because of melting and refreezing, my mother’s warning takes on a more urgent quality. I’m not your mother, but I feel compelled to issue the same warning I used to get because these past few weeks I have heard one harrowing story after another.
Black ice
The scariest one for me, personally, was when my husband called me from his car (hands-free) the other evening to let me know he’d be home in about a minute, and then abruptly disconnected. He had rounded a slight curve and hit a small patch of black ice. Up until that moment the roads had all been dry. His car started to fishtail, but he quickly got it under control. Thank goodness, because there was a car in the other lane coming toward him. If they had collided, he might not be sitting here next to me retelling his story.
A walk on the icy side
My friend Rita, in her late 70s, is an avid walker in all kinds of weather and conditions. In fact, she inspires people of all ages to remain active. One of her fitness goals this year is to walk/hike/run an average of five miles a day between January 1 and March 21 and raise lots of money for the Good Shepherd Foodbank. She usually wears grippers and uses poles, but a few weeks ago she was simply walking back from having coffee with a friend when she slipped on the ice.
She says an email message she just got hit close to home. The subject line was: Have Your Plans Ever Gone Sideways?
Well, Yah! … [F]inding my body summarily dashed to the frozen ground in what I am now terming my Black Ice Tango. Getting down was effortless. Moving in the almost 2 weeks since then has been painful, slow and awkward. One of the most valuable insights from this experience has been I did not end up with a broken anything from this hard fall. Had I not had such strong bones surrounded by good strong muscles, it is highly likely I would be writing this from a rehab facility, not my home.
Rita Losee
Several other people I know have slipped on the ice recently. Walking in downtown Portland a week or so ago, I saw a woman fight with all her might to stay upright on a patch of ice. She succeeded, and I made sure to avoid the spot at all costs.
This time of year ice may be the biggest culprit, but it’s not the only thing that can take you down — I’m living proof because exactly one year ago my foot tangled with my vacuum cleaner hose and I ended up with a dislocated, fractured shoulder. It was a freak accident that sent me hurtling into a heavy old armoire, and happened so fast I didn’t have time to think. I had surgery and now have a titanium plate and 11 pins. Thanks to yoga, PT, and a positive attitude, I have full mobility. I also have a heightened awareness of the risks associated with falls.
Fall risks
With age, our risk of falling increases, as does our fear of falling. That’s why it’s important to stay as active, healthy, and strong as possible. Here are some common risk factors and things that can lead to a bad fall.
- Poor eyesight
- Poor hearing
- Poor reflexes
- Diabetes
- Thyroid issues
- Heart disease
- Weak muscles
- Unsteadiness/poor balance
- Postural hypotension (blood pressure drops when you go from sitting or lying down to standing
- Foot problems
- Confusion
- Medications
- Safety hazards e.g., ice, vacuum cleaner hoses, slippery rugs, lack of handrails, uneven surfaces, the wrong kind of shoes.
Since my fall, I have tried to cultivate a new attitude about being careful. If I see something in my way, I remove it. Immediately. I do not want any more falls.
You’ll find more advice in a piece I wrote a few years ago about trying to prevent falls — How to break a fall instead of a bone. And coincidentally, as I was working on this story, Judith Wolf Mandell reached out to me about sharing her story. She wrote this guest post — OOPS! Replaying an unfortunate accident.
Guess we all have to remember my mother’s warning — Watch where you’re going, INSERT YOUR NAME HERE!
I, too, have been a day dreamer since my childhood. Still am. I slipped on some wet grass on a slight grade in the back yard last autumn and the back of my head whacked the ground. Was stunned for a minute and momentarily thought to myself is this the end. Probably because this is what happened to my dad. Great advice all around Diane.
Thank you, and happy to hear you’re a fellow daydreamer! I’m so glad you’re ok after your fall and sorry to hear about your dad. I know too many people whose lives are changed because of a concussion.