... luckily I didn’t.
I was just about to go downstairs about an hour ago and couldn’t see properly in the dark. I assumed the stair gate was shut/locked, but luckily I double checked and didn’t just try to walk straight down.
God, the thought of what might have happened if I had assumed it was locked and then pushed it - but it hadn’t been and I would have gone head first arse over tit down the stairs in the bloody dark.
It gives me the chills just thinking about how critically ill I might have been, and how at this point I could have been in A&E fighting for my life.
Bloody Nora, I am a bit shaken up. Sorry for the melodrama but things like this really make me anxious.