Recently I was taking my husband to a hospital for tests that I had not been to before. We walked from the parking area and began an ascent to the hospital. That change going from the flat surface to an ascending one triggered my balance and I knew I was going to fall. Unfortunately, there were no handrails I could hold on to, and I fell backwards and hit my head. Three of the staff came out and picked me up and put me in a wheelchair. I was given a brain scan and it was normal. One of the staff looked at the bump but I didn’t need stitches. Then they put me in a bed where I rested for several hours. If there had been handrails, I think I would not have fallen.