Well. It happened.
My wife and I were taking our road trip to New Orleans. We were in a hotel. I was in the shower. I looked up at the shower head. Next thing I knew I was sitting on my butt and flailing my arms. It was all pretty fast. My wife ran into the bathroom and asked me if I was all right. Yes. Did I fall or did I slip? I don't know.. I knew that it was something that never happened before. The Fall . I felt vulnerable. Like I had just taken another step into The Land of Parkinson's. I replayed The Event in my head.. Slip or fall? I suppose that a good attorney would go for The Slip. Once again my Parkinson's logic kicked in.. I guess I'd rather slip than fall. The Glass is half full and time marches on..