On the 50m walk from the store to my car, I slipped on the sidewalk thanks to the rain that had just fallen.

The only thought that flashed through my mind at that moment was "I mustn't get hurt!".

In the end, my left knee was scraped and bleeding. The only respite was remembering that I'm officially off blood thinners as of last week.

It never fails that my left knee always takes the hit. It's like my brain automatically sacrifices it because I cannot recall ever skinning my right knee.