The fall guy

Speaking of falling... How can I be so clumsy?? I could have broken my legs, my neck, my back, my skull!!!!! As it is I'm still sore all over.
It happened yesterday morning (Saturday) at 7am. Liam woke up crying for me and, as usual, I unhesitatingly decided to go and comfort him (never a particularly tough job as he’s a sucker for a cuddle and a kiss and usually takes all of 5 seconds to fall back asleep). It was the first night that Jaime and I had slept on our new bed -located on a 2-metre platform in our new split-level bedroom. The only problem is that the carpenters haven 't quite finished their work yet and the stairs up to the said platform hasn't been put in yet! So we had got up there using a step ladder. I should have got down using the step ladder too. But instead I threw myself head-first in a flailing, banging, thudding lump in a near-lethal hurdle to the floor, from which I miraculously emerged more or less in one piece. When I say "threw myself" what I mean is that I leaned over the opening where the step ladder was, in the dark, trying to turn on the light switch, which I couldn't see, lost my balance and fell the 2m drop to the floor (whacking my arms, legs, head and torso against all sorts of obstacles on the way down.
It has all been very sore. Thankfully, the egg-sized lumps and dramatic-looking bruises on my legs and head are coming down. What hurts now are my ribs. One particular rib. Is getting sorer all the time. Going to see the doc tomorrow.
Why do these things always happen to me??!!