When I rolled out of bed this morning, I hit my cheek on my night stand and splatted on my stomach hitting the floor which is close to 3 feet. Since I'm using a glass topped, covered, wooden tv tray, all the junk I have on it shifted. Yep, I literally rolled out of bed around 6:00 a.m. The noise roused my husband, and he was thinking, "What the heck was that?" Then, he heard me moaning. He got out of bed and helped me off the floor. Now how much coordination does it take for a grown woman to roll out of bed. The only lasting problem is it wretched out my back. Everything else is sore. Sore and pain are two different things. It's funny, really, but not funny at the same time....it is so funny! My husband told me I am a clutz and I about to agree with him. This could only happen to me! I have rolled off the couch, too, but that was a year ago. Should have been a ballerina.....NOT! 
