Proprioception: The neurological sense that allows one to know not only where one is in space, but also the position and location of each individual part and joint.There's a term to describe my uncanny clumsiness. Admittedly I was never a talented athlete, though I was very fit. But with ME and POTS, I've graduated to a staggering new level of uncoordination.
If there's a doorway, my shoulder and hip will hit it on the way through. If there's an ottoman within striking distance, I'll stub my toe.
I lie too close to the edge of the bed and almost fall off when rolling over. I'm ultra-careful getting out of bed in the dark lest I knee-cap myself on the bedside table. I tip water down my chin, apply lipstick to my nostrils.
It's a problem using stairs because I don't always judge correctly where to place my feet. In unfamiliar surroundings, without a walking stick to stabilise myself when I start to lose balance, I trip and fall.
I walked straight into my mum's hulking black exercise-bike which is the most visible hazard you could imagine, but is unwisely placed too close to the entrance of her office. Wherever I live or stay needs to be set up with no tripping hazards, as if I were 104.
There's a test a physio can perform on you to see what your proprioception is like. I forget what the test involved, but the physio told me I was great to do tests on, I showed up every kind of pathology. That's me: helpful to physios since the dawn of time.