My Mother always worried about falling.
We installed an extra stair rail.
We installed bars in the bathroom.
My brother put a rail by the front porch and
one in the garage by the entry into the house.
We taped down the rugs.
My Mother steadied herself with a rolling walker and had a cane.
Yet she still fell and sustained a fatal bleed on her brain
from which she died on November 7th, 2011.
Now it's January 1, 2012.
Pickin' up life here again on this blog.