My most recent social media status: "I've become an expert at falling down."
And you know what? I mean "falling down" both literally and metaphorically. In the past few weeks I've had some serious issues with low blood pressure. I'll stand up and start to walk and everything will be normal for about three seconds and then all of the sudden, my field of vision dissolves to black and my legs give way under me. I can feel it happening so I am able to fall in a controlled (though I'm sure not graceful) fashion. I rarely get hurt. I dust myself off and pick myself up and I'm fine...till the next time.
Yeah, I know it's something I should have checked out. But it's also something that I've had happen to me intermittently for years. It usually occurs when I'm really focused on a dieting/exercise regime, as I am currently. It tends to be worse when I'm not eating much, but that's not really the case right now. I am eating. I promise.
I've taken quite a few metaphorical tumbles in the past several years as well. Interestingly enough, I usually foresee these falls as well and am learning the steps to take to minimize the injuries I sustain. I can't pick myself up quite as quickly or graciously as I do when it's a physical fall, though. I'm working on that. I'm getting better.