My poor father in law rolled down a flight of stairs a few nights ago. Fortunately, he did not break anything, but he has really aggravated the arthritis in his neck and shoulder. He was coming home at 3am after singing at a club. He is a trooper, and sang the night after it happened for a fund raiser at The Grammy Museum. They rolled him up to the stage in a wheel chair, then he got up, did 5 songs very well, then hung out for an hour. I hope he can get his pain managed by next week. He is flying to Connecticut to do a jazz clinic and perform at the Litchfield Jazz Festival.