This happened about 17 years ago, so for me before menopause but not long after I'd stopped using drugs ... I really took the "accept the things you cannot change" to heart, and got on with it.

Being scared of what had happened wouldn't help me with my life. Having a healthier respect for the frailties of my body, however, did help me avoid future injuries from hubris.

I fell while figure skating, which is a pastime where wearing protective gear is frowned upon.

My then-boyfriend (the last guy I would ever date) took me back to a kebab place that apparently I'd sworn was the best I'd ever tasted the week before. I had no memory of it, and the kebab I then had was mid tier at best :-/