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Clumsiness

Stevie1903

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I have always been a bit clumsy. The problem now is I really think I'm getting worse as I get older. I regularly walk into walls and doorways. I seem to lose balance just enough to hit my arm off the wall. I certainly can't fill the dishwasher without dropping something.

Has anyone else felt this has gotten progressively worse as time has gone on?
 
I am terminally clumsy, but I do not think it is getting any worse.

On of my worst clumsy moments was when I was forced to play soft ball in school. In the middle of trying to pitch the ball I dropped it and it got suck in the crotch of my sweat pants. I then fumbled to retrieve it, but ended up dropping it on the ground. All of my class mates laughed at me. My gym teacher then lectured everyone on how we all develop coordination at different rates. This did not make me feel any better.
 
I am also very clumsy, but no not worse.

Anywhere there is a handle, I can guarantee that the pocket of my cardigan will wrap around it and I look in fascination and think: how the heck did I manage that?

Even when there are no dips or holes, I will still trip up.

Any bags or briefcase in the way, Suzanne will trip over them. She even trips over her own feet lol

Yep, doors and elbows and how about having bedrooms in loft and still bashing my head

Incredibly awkward am I
 
I'm am a huge klutz,I'm always tripping over,dropping things or bumping into stuff,I also have to really focus while I'm cutting up vegetables or meat for dinner because one time I got distracted and cut my thumb so,it left a small scar so I tell everyone in my house not to talk to me while I'm chopping up vegetables.
 
I notice that when I'm under stress, some of my other abilities deteriorate. I can't say I've particularly noticed more clumsiness unless part of the stress is being in a hurry or not sleeping, but it's a possibility. Are you under a lot of stress right now? Are you eating and sleeping regularly?

But I guess it could be age, too. Or something more serious. :/ Do take care!
 
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I was so clumsy as a kid that I actually needed special ed PE. Who the hell needs special ed PE?

I'm better than I used to be, but that's not saying much. My wrists and hips are usually bruised from being at exactly the right height to bang into doorknobs (yeah, not only can I injure myself walking through an open door, I'm clumsy enough to do it several times a day), and I'm always tripping over literally nothing and landing flat on my face. And, if you're holding something fragile like a vase or a baby, do not try to hand it to me.
 
I don't have problems with balance or with hand to eye coordination, but I have clumsy hands and body coordination, so I drop things a lot, can't type fast, do breaststroke, dance or learn to play a musical intrument, but I can ride a bike, catch a ball and drive a car.
 
It seems some symptoms get a lot worse with age while some go away. I am bumping into doorways more than I did ten years ago. The one I'm dreading is how bad my communication is going to get. It's already a bit of a fight as is.
 
Absolutely yes things have gotten worse as I'd gotten older. I don't tend to bump into things unless the room is disorganised, but tripping over things, having difficulty going down stairs especially when its dark, tripping over my own feet, tripping over nothing, walking down steep hills, staggering when the bus jerks to a stop and ending up with bruises and tripping over nothing; yep, do all of those.

I can't hike anymore; had trouble even at my peak in my twenties; far too stressful and most people have no sympathy. I did manage to go hiking in the Grampions last year, but that's because my two cousins are empathic people, even though they are agile.

I can't deal with snow. I swear, every time it snows I almost go into cardiac arrest from all the stress. I catch a taxi home, but even going down the stairs (which had been cleared) to get to the taxi is peril. Since I broke my arm on black ice, it's been worse. A friend said the loss of confidence is inevitable cos of the trauma.

Pilates has helped. Last year, I had a terrible limp. My pilates instructor said it was age (in my 40s), but I'm sure being on the spectrum and being tense all the time hasn't helped.
 
I think I can relate to all of you! Hips banging into door handles yes done that. I'm also good at trying to walk through a door way just a bit quicker than I am at opening the door. I don't half feel stupid doing that.

I do feel I am getting worse as I get older but I do wonder if it's just that I am noticing it more.
 
I am and have always been very clumsy. I don't think it has gotten worse as I've gotten older, but it sure hasn't gotten any better either. Thing that has gotten worse with age is bruising. I am always banging into things and it does not take much to bruise me. When the kids ask me about all the bruises, I just tell them that their mother beat me up. They just laugh about it since I'm 6'1" and my wife is 5'4".
 
I started running into walls in the dark more the last couple of months. I figured it out: the new blinds were making the place darker.

My normal clumsiness manifests itself differently. I drop things. Don't make me move a Ming vase.
 
I started running into walls in the dark more the last couple of months. I figured it out: the new blinds were making the place darker.

My normal clumsiness manifests itself differently. I drop things. Don't make me move a Ming vase.

I don't have any vases in my house, period. :D I sure don't have any furniture in the middle of any room, either, or stupid shelves aiming to shove itself into my arm or back.

I have a friend who loves her clutter. The corridor in her house is narrow, and a small shelf happens to protrude just as the doorway to the dining room/ kitchen appears. For some godforsaken reason, behold, a vase busting out with flowers like nobody's business. I dunno how many times I've almost knocked it down.

Stevie: Love the Minds avatar!
 
I can be really clumsy, at home I trip, bump and fall into things at random. As a result, I avoid being close to anything that's going to cost me money when I'm out and about ;)

My worst, however, are tripping over shadows and falling up stairs, in these I am 'level 10' :p
 
Recently my mom wanted to place a lava lamp on the pony wall in our kitchen. This wall runs parallel to our pantry and the pathway to our dining room. It is a very high traffic area. I had to let her know that if she put a tall, fragile object on that narrow platform I would knock it down. I could do my best to be mindful of it, but it would only be a matter of time.
 
Well as expected.......just hit my toes off the end of the bed followed shortly after with spaghetti bolognese all down myself. Oh well just have to get changed before visiting friends. Bit of a normal day really. Arghhhhhhh.
 
Well as expected.......just hit my toes off the end of the bed followed shortly after with spaghetti bolognese all down myself. Oh well just have to get changed before visiting friends. Bit of a normal day really. Arghhhhhhh.

I hope you weren't wearing white!

Stubbing my toes; yep, do that too. It sucks.
 
I had used inline skates as a kid, but hadn't used the oldschool quad skates until my mid twenties. My first time at the roller disco I fell back and cracked my elbow. It wasn't until later that evening that I noticed anything was wrong. I stretched my arms out and one of them just collapsed on me and left me in great pain. I week later it was still bothering me so I went in for an x-ray. It turned out a had snapped strait through my right ulna along the proximal epiphysis. Apparently you can't pot a cast on that kind of fracture. Thankfully my instincts were correct and I had been cradling my arm the whole time. It healed perfectly.

Despite this, I went on to train for roller derby. I won't say I regret doing it, but I was not made for sports. I was never able to master the basic maneuvers and wound up with a serious knee injury before I even got on a team. I was at least hoping to play a bout before being taken out like that.
 
Heh! I'm a bit of a klutz. That's why I only buy cheap cell phones. I tend to drop them and break them. My camera equipment is in a super padded bag.
 

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