It happened to me last night at the theater that I went to with two friends. We were directed down the wrong aisle so we had to cross over in front of the stage to get to our seats. In the dim light, I failed to notice two steps by the stage until I was crashing over them and coming down with a hard smack of my left forehead on the floor. It got scraped a bit and I soon had a good-sized goose egg on it. I'm not a pretty picture today. It is still somewhat swollen and the area below my eyebrow is puffy and what would be a lovely shade of red if it were yarn. I've been icing it with a bag of frozen corn and taking ibuprofen. I also have scrapes and bruises on my left leg from hitting the steps. I do feel lucky that I didn't break any bones.
Last night's performance consisted of three one-woman plays each written by local actresses who performed them in stand-up comedy fashion. Ironically, the first one was called "Band-Aids" and was mostly humorous tales of her life as an accident- and illness-prone actress. In my condition, I was NOT amused. One has to wonder what she thought of having to do it with a woman sitting in the second row and holding an ice pack on her forehead. I did enjoy the second piece in which the actress described her experiences working as a waitress at the Nankin Restaurant which, for several years, was "the" place to go for a Chinese meal in Minneapolis. I wasn't up to sitting there any longer so we didn't stay for the third.