my 83 year old grandmother has arthritis so bad that she can barely walk. she's fallen 11 times (so she recalls) and has a difficult time getting back to her feet. after dinner, i helped her to her car door, walked back around the front of the car, stepped off the curbed sidewald and fell flat on my face.
"shit," my grandmother yelps, "are you okay?" bouncing back up i reply, "oh, yea... i do this everytime i have too much to drink."