The First Step is a Doozy

My dad fell today. I have the feeling that he has fallen a lot, he just hasn't told me or my mother. The difference today was that he fell outside and scraped up his hand and arm and fell in front of the driver who takes him to his day program. There was a witness this time. Someone who would tell on him. So, right when he got home he came up to us like he needed to say something, but I was reading something to my mom so he had to wait. Then the first chance he got he said "I fell on the stairs, it was so stupid". Then we had to proceed to play twenty questions with him. "did you fall up them or down them?, did you hit your head?, How far did you fall?, Do you remember hitting your head, or not?, Where were you when you fell?, Were you inside or outside?, Did someone see you fall?, What staircase did you fall on?, How many steps were their?, Was their carpeting on the steps?, So, then you didn't hit your head?, Does your back or neck hurt?". Well you get the idea. This lead to deciding that he fell down the concrete steps outside the building; all the way down them, did not hit his head and had to be helped back up by the driver. The point that was worrying was that he was dizzy. This means something is off. So, back to the ER we go. Actually I feel nasty so it is my mom's turn tonight. She called his neurologist and his nurse suggested that we bring him in to get looked over (I think it is an overreaction but what do I know).