I agree.
My exah fell twice in one day. Once hit the bumper on his truck as he was getting in to drive away (another scary thought) and the next was on the granite counter. He looked like a prize fighter.
He told everyone he got in a fight with an awning at our house. I stupidly went along with it.
I don't lie anymore. I don't have to see it anymore. I don't have to clean up the messes.