Really, the only time I'm on my feet is when transferring from one seat or position to another. Even then, the gait belt is on.
I lost my balance, or slipped, or buckled during a transfer in to bed.
Amanda, never letting go of the belt, tried to break my fall. I hit the corner of my nightstand on the way down, and received this scratch (right).
Even though it looks pretty bad, my pain level was negligible, so we patched it up and went to bed.
A day later I was pissing blood. Someone with a title that ends in -ologist can tell you what organ I hurt; I think it's my oil filter.
Things are back to normal now, though the scratch and some wicked bruises remain.