"Thou shalt NOT fall" was one of Dad's favorite sayings. He used to tell people he thought it was the 11th Commandment. The interesting thing is he didn't start saying this until after I fell cracking my ankle - it wasn't "quite" broken but close enough to require a brace and using a walker. Dad and I would take turns with the walkers. The one going to the kitchen, able to bring things back, got the walker with the "seat" on it.
What got me thinking about this is how often in the last couple of weeks I've told people about "not falling!" It happens pretty regularly depending on where we are. Where there are uneven sidewalks, unexpected steps or trying to cross uneven ground. In each case people will ask me "what did you see?" To which I reply "where I was putting my feet." I also will share about NOT falling and how Dad started saying it.
And....in case you are wondering..... Yes, I fell while on my recent vacation. I glanced up at the wrong time and caught my food on the uneven sidewalk. The bad news is I fell (with several interesting bruises to show for it). The good news is I was able to get back up BY MYSELF. You have to laugh or you will start screaming!
So.... from personal experience, and following Dad's advice.... "Do NOT fall!!"