Falling apart

After I fell at work last week, I tried to go to the bathroom as little as possible that afternoon. That meant drinking very little after work.

It doesn't matter that it's not real healthy to avoid water. And it doesn't matter that I am pretty safe in my transfers at work. I think this was my first fall since I got my new chair in October.

Put another way, it's mostly mental.

When I fell last night, I took mental to another level and just watched TV.

I'm kind of falling apart.  It was Claren's birthday a few days ago, so I am thinking about her. I haven't seen the sun in ages. I am sore from my falls.

I need spring.