I could fall. I could fall and break a body part. Or maybe my knee will get a little scraped and I will be up and atom.
I could find a sled and coast down ever so quickly. I could fall off the sled and break a body part.
I could climb down, ever so slowly. Holding on tight and squeenching my eyes. Only peeking when I absolutely need to.
However it happens, the most important thing I can do is make my life my own. Do the best and damn the torpedos. I just hope I know how.