Let me say up front that apart from a bruise on one arm and a bump on my head I am just fine. Very early Friday morning I wasn't though.
Suffering some gastro-intestinal distress probably from the spicy sausage that was part of Thursday's dinner, I trekked into the bathroom about 3:30am. Last thing I remember before coming to flat on my back on the tile floor was starting to walk back to the bedroom.
I've never fainted before and it was very strange to be trying to figure out where I was and how I got there. My husband said it sounded like a very large tree branch hitting the roof. We got around later on Friday to joking that it was a branch of the family tree that fell!
The best I can come up with is that the dinner plus possibly the Ibuprofen I took caused acute gastris and that resulted in a rapid drop in blood pressure. Go figure.
After spending Friday being waited on by my husband, napping excessively with the dog, and eating very small bland meals I seem to be on the mend although the aches from falling are compounded by those from the really hard Pilates session I had on Thursday. Thank goodness it seems I can take Tylenol.
Counting my blessings that I didn't hit anything on the way down and hoping never to repeat!