Here’s a little fact that you perhaps didn’t know:
I had heard that about 250 people die in the States each year breaking their necks trying to catch peanuts they’ve thrown in the air, but the falling out of bed was a new one for me. Guess I’ll have to be a little bit more careful in the future!
Especially after a night out, and this is something quite a few people I know, and many who read this Blog, should bear in mind. Sometimes it’s not the falling out of bed that is the problem, it’s getting out safely when you wake up after a good session out on the town and discover … well, the Thing next to you.
I’m sure we all know the old cartoon of someone waking up in the bedroom while a dog in suspenders cooks breakfast. Or the photograph – I think there’s a short television ad too – of the woman standing up to pee. Or the man who wakes up to find the woman from hell sleeping next to him, her head resting on his arm, and asks himself whether he ought to bite his arm off in order to escape.
Sometimes you have to make such a decision. Die falling out of bed, trying to make your escape, or risk being rolled over…
Love & Kisses, Viki.