We have the Laundry Room of Death. My mom has fallen down in it twice. Once over some laundry (just bruised her knee) but the second time was when the cleaning lady left the rug in there folded up in the middle of the room. My mom tripped over a box of laundry detergent, bounced off the wall and then tripped over the folded up rug...face planted herself on the floor.

Ended up breaking her shoulder in three places. She's not allowed to go in the laundry room when the cleaning lady is here now. I dont have the mental will to deal with another broken bone on her. I'm pretty sure the stress of her injury is what caused my flare earlier this spring.