You know it's funny I will be walking along and go splat all of the time. Always attributed it to being clumsy. It has gotten much worse lately. At least once a week I tumble down the stairs. It is so embarrassing. And you can't help but laugh at yourself. My fiance came home from work the other day and he walks in the door (at the bottom of stairs) right as my leg decided to stop working, so I come bouncing/ sliding down the stairs and land right at his feet. He was kind enouh to help me up but of course followed up by telling me I really have to stop drinking all day while he is at work. Sometimes I think it is God's way of reminding us we needed a good laugh. It also reminds me things can always be worse I can be angry my legs momentarily gave up but imagine if they didn't work at all.