I'm so sorry to hear of your fall. I'm glad you didn't break or cut anything. Did you break the glasses? Bend them?
Don't you hate falling? The last time I did it, my glasses flew 60 feet into a snow bank. I hit my head so hard on the icy pavement that I couldn't understand why everything was blurry. My glasses go on my face as soon as I awaken and in my stupor, I thought I had forgotten to wear them, something I never do. I don't use my garage anymore. I park in the lot as close as I can to the door. I don't risk trying to walk all the way to the garage. I was walking along carefully. Next thing I know my head hit the pavement and all I could see was blurry sky.