AIBU to want to move house after falling over so spectacularly?

Was riding my horse and leading the kids over some dinky showjumps. At the end of the lesson, my instructor put the jump up and had me and my horse jump it. I was quite proud and we jumped it no problem.

I got off and turned to lead my horse back to his stable. I fell over his front foot and face planted the floor.

(Horse was fine- he just looked embarrassed.)

This thread is making me feel so much better:

I slipped on the wet bathroom floor I had literally just cleaned myself, collided with a wanky vintage crate in which I store my towels, cut the top of my thigh and had to have stitches and a tetanus jab.

I tripped over my new Birkenstock sandals as I was navigating a kerb, fell flat on my face and ended up with a thumb at right angles. I had gas and air while it was manipulated back into position.

I fell backwards down a full flight of wooden stairs (13) and knocked myself out. My DD2(9 at the time) had to dial 999. I was taken by blue lights, with my head blocked, to our local trauma centre. After an MRI scan and x-rays, it was discovered that I’d got off lightly and only broken my dominant wrist and arm and had nearly severed the middle finger on my left hand. That was fun being in a cast on one arm and huge dressings on the other.

More speed less haste in my case.

Anyone familiar with the immersive theatre of Punchdrunk, involving groups of audience members randomly following and engaging with actors moving around a big building performing different strands of the drama? Very exciting. Very low lighting at one production at the former Paddington Royal Mail sorting office. I didn’t see a water filled sunken pool in the gloom, walked over the edge and fell right in. Soaked to the skin. Nobody reacted. Probably thought I was part of the performance. Luckily wearing sandals and a plain black linen summer dress so it didn’t show much on the train ride home.

Sorry, but the pulling the curtain pole down detail has really tickled me.

I am always falling over. On the school run; walking the dog opposite a packed beer garden; down the stairs after a job interview; down the stairs of my friend's parents' house the first time they met me; fell off a stool decorating the bathroom when a magpie flew in through the open window. It goes on!

One of my better ones was coming out of a Slimming World meeting. It had been raining heavily and evidently a puddle had formed under the pine trees. The fallen pine needles floating on the puddle had created the illusion of the ground being flat. I stepped off a hidden kerb and went down like a felled tree between two parked cars. So undignified!

Too many to mention. I don't think I'm terribly clumsy but sitting here thinking about the number trips and falls I've had I must be. I'm experienced at head butting things accidentally too, quite memorably at a museum in London (can't remember which one) where I head butted the glass trying to get a closer look at an exhibit and a large group of Japanese tourists fell about laughing but trying to politely pretend they hadn't noticed.

I have had 3 all out of UK. First one when we moved into an Apartment and was walking towards it and didn't realise how high the pavements were and stepped off and had a spectacular fall into the road and almost got run over. Broken Leg.
2nd - first day in Asia on holiday and fell up a staircase and put my arms out to break my fall and broke my wrist.
3rd - also in Asia - electricity failed and was walking up a lane and tripped into a large pot hole - broken ankle, different leg.
I don't have weak bones and not had a problem since.

Crossing a very well made side road on a smooth, raised section designed for pedestrians. Fell over nothing, went down forward like a bag of spanners, ripped the knee out of my favourite trousers and scuffed my very beloved Italian ankle boots. Not so bad except this was outside the planetarium on Bristol harbourside, with a class of schoolchildren in their little high-vis vests looking on, and opposite a big gym. Three muscle-bound men bustled out and rescued me, got me off the road and stayed until I got my breath back. Had to walk back to work with my squashed lunch, ripped trousers and a bleeding knee. I’m so well know for accidents that nobody turned a hair.

I fell flat on my face in St Mark’s Square in Venice; it was crowded and I went down with a yelp. Two lovely Italian gendarmes came to my rescue and took me, hobbling, to their office right off the square. Falling is so jarring and upsetting even if you aren’t badly hurt; I hope you feel better soon, OP. 🌷

Falling down a manhole is in my list of top 10 nightmares. I’m very old now but I still remember a friend when we were teens falling through a collapsed grate above a shop cellar. She had to be rescued by the fire brigade.

I have a friend (male) who lives in another country, always kind of fancied him anyway he was back and messaged me to meet for a drink. He walked very fast (well that was my excuse) and I went flying which was bad enough but looking up and seeing the amount of people that had suddenly rushed over to check I was ok, god it was embarrassing.😂

Oh, and I recently fell off my bike in a town in Italy. I wasn't sure whether a car was stopping for me, stopped really suddenly and down I went. Surrounded by Italian drivers and pedestrians, and just kept saying "Scusi, scusi".

It's like I'm conducting some kind of action research into cross cultural responses to a woman of a certain age going arse over tit.

Oh gosh poor you!

I had a pretty spectacular fall at a play cafe with my DGS. All low ceilings etc., as it's all mini shops and things and I'm usually very careful and aware of this. Until this one time! My DGS was calling me so I hurried forwards and the next thing I knew I was flat on my back! I'd whacked the top of my head on a low beam which swiped me off my feet and I fell backwards. Luckily no small children were injured during this embarrassing moment! I saw stars and had to lay there for 30 seconds or so. DGS had run off to play and a lady peered round and asked if I was OK? haha! I just got up carefully and carried on but I guess I was lucky I didn't do myself more damage to be honest! did have a nasty graze on my head and I bruised my lower back which was sore for a couple of weeks or so. Such an idiot. It took me a while before I went back but no-one said anything!

I expect I'll be appearing on one of those CCTV shows in years to come!

A friend of mine got her foot stuck in a crack in the limestone pavement in the Burren right next to the Poulnabrone Dolmen, so had to sit there in a deeply uncomfortably position, dying to per, while an endless succession of well-meaning tourists asked her if she was ok for rather a long time till the ambulance arrived.

ETA And she’s in a million photos.

Early morning Ryan Air flight going for an interview for a promotion. I was in the first row. Went to the loo at the front just after the seatbelt signs went off and tripped over nothing as I came out. I went flying down the aisle past rows 1-3. I was mortified. Pretended I had slipped on something. And I didn’t get the promotion.

I fell over a paving slab in Cologne. Outside a physiotherapist's office. They brought me out a chair and offered me a diet coke.

Worthing seafront, bank holiday Monday and heaving with people. I stepped on a stray pebble, fell over and hit the deck. Knickers on display and everything. I was helped up by some kindly bystanders as I’m at the age where it is no longer falling over, it is taking a fall.

in answer to your question, yes you do have to move 🤣

You poor thing.
I have so many stories I have genuinely lost count.
I fell down a manhole as I wasn't looking where i was going.....twice....in my 20's.

Both involved a crowd and an ambulance.
Idiot.
Yours is very tame to be honest.

Hope you heal quickly.

When I first moved into my house I fell through the front door in front of my new neighbours who had come out to greet us 🤦🏼‍♀️

Ouch bet that hurt. I fell off a pavement in Berlin. A crowd gathered. Drink had not been taken but was afterwards

Feel better soon!

3rd date with lovely new boyfriend, nice dress and lovely new wedge heeled, rose gold sandals. Date was at a local outdoor cinema at a stately home… with a long, uneven gravel drive.

He was a gentleman and helped me up. When I gathered myself, I could see my friend and her husband at the top of the drive, laughing!