The Dangers Of Being Clumsy And Singing In The Shower

Life is dangerous, even more so for people who can't walk without tripping over their own feet. Add that plus a love for singing in the showers and you will get the following story...

I thought I would share one of my clumsy, embarrassing moments with you today.

First things first I have a fear of heights... actually more like a fear for falling and I tend to fall a lot... In the years that I've had stairs I've fallen down them at least 5 times (I was actually getting good at it).

As some of you might know I grew up in a big household. There was always someone at home so if you got in trouble there was someone who could lend a hand. This didn't last long because my older siblings got married and moved out. So we decided to rent out the house. Again there was always someone there. Except for one dreadful night...

I'm pretty short 5'24 and the shower... well I figured I would use paint to show you.

This is what the shower looks like walking into the bathroom. It's a two person shower so there is a lot of space to wipe out.

This is the inside of the shower. There is a tiny windowsill type thing in the shower this is important for later.

As I previously mentioned there have always been people in my house. On the night of this event my younger siblings went out with the family that rented from us and mom was working late. I was all alone (finally), Daniel and I were still in the early phases of our relationship and that night just before taking a shower he told me that he was in love with me. This brought on extreme excitement so whilst in the shower I was singing (as I always did) the excitement had me do a little dance as well. The drain had been giving us trouble for a while as the water was not draining fast enough so the shower floor was flooded . The more I washed myself the more the slippery the floor became.

This had been my downfall because as I turned to exit the shower I slipped. It felt like I was falling in slow motion then bang. I hit my head for the first time on the corner of the windowsill so hard my ears rang. Then bang again. This time I was on the floor. Darkness was filling my vision. I was about to pass out. One thought probably saved my life... The thought was "No, if I pass out and drown they will see me naked" I got up and out of that shower so fast that I almost fell again.

I remember how much my head hurt, I immediately got on the phone with my mom to tell her what had happened and to inform her that I possibly have a concussion. Needless to say I didn't get much sleep that night. The following day my headache subsided and I was able to feel pain in the rest of my body.

Another thing I feel like informing you. I grew up in a very Afrikaans family. For those who don't know Afrikaans people are not ones who will go to the doctor for just anything. So I never went to the doctor but I think that was more of my own accord. When my mom finally showed up I was half asleep and didn't want to move from my bed. Stubbornness will be the death of me someday.

Thanks for reading. I will be sharing stories from my childhood or the stories of my siblings during the course of the next few weeks. Most of them will be entertaining.