Fear Of Falling

Kak Kiah had some kind of fall in her bathroom this evening. Funnily enough we'd been talking about the possibility of her accompanying us when we next go up to Malaysia, but it looks like that's in doubt now. Waiting for more definite news about how she is.

Reminds me of when I was hospitalised in NUH four years back. There was a sign on the bed about the danger of me falling and the nurses were incredibly strict about whether I was allowed to stand up and walk. It all added to the debilitating sense of being a 'patient' with all the attendant helplessness.

We're lucky to have the privilege of lasting long enough to be officially old. But the second childhood part of it all is a distinct downside.