As I hinted a few weeks ago when talking about the BBC series Children Fighting Cancer, it takes something like that to make me stop and really think about things - mainly about how lucky I am.

Something has happened recently which has again made me realise how fortunate I am to be as apparently fit and healthy as I am.

When a person is born a certain way (whether it be fully functional, or with a defect) they just accept it for what it is and get on with things.  As they become older and start to compare their lives to those of other people then they may start to feel differently, but on the whole most fit and healthy people don’t give that health and fitness a second thought unless prompted to do so by something or someone.

A less fortunate person may have a different outlook on the world, and as they grow older then they may feel more bitter and angry that they are less able than some other people.  I can’t imagine what it must be like to be born that way and to have never experienced a certain aspect of life, and it must be terrible to live with that sense of unknown - what exactly is it that they are missing out on?

But generally I’ve always felt that a person who is born with the ability to see, for example, and then loses that ability in later life will always feel the loss more than someone who never had the ability since birth.

Because of that I’ve always felt a great sympathy for people involved in accidents, or who lose certain functions due to serious illness - although I also have great sympathy for those born that way too.

We put our bodies through so much - at the end of the day, they weren’t designed for half the things we do nowadays, like flying and travelling at high speeds in trains and cars, etc.  But because we step off the plane in one piece, or we survive the bungee-jump okay then we can be lulled into a false sense of security that the body is almost indestructable.

While a few people take this to the extreme and seem determined to find out exactly how far they can push their body, the majority are happy to keep things safer and err on the side of caution.

Even mundane activites can go wrong however, and it is then that we find out just how vulnerable certain parts of the body can be.  A minor accident which can happen to hundreds of people every day to result in very little injury can still mean death or serious hurt to one unfortunate individual if they are unlucky to land a certain way, be wearing the wrong clothing, be suffering from an unrelated illness or any one of a multitude of things.

It is this which is surely the most worrying thing - obviously skateboarding down an erupting vulcano is going to be pretty dangerous and anyone attempting it would have to have accepted the fact that there was a good chance they wouldn’t make it back home in one piece, but does someone waiting to cross the road accept that same risk?  It’s something that’s done so often and by so many that we don’t even think there’s a chance we will be hit by an errant car.

And that’s really where we as humans really let ourselves down - we take far too much for granted.  We assume that something which has been done before safely will be done again with the same result - what we see on TV and read about in newspapers will never happen to us or those close to us.

But surely the thing which we take most for granted is our health.  By looking at those around us it should seem obvious that we are going to lose it to a certain degree as we progress through life, but that there are a multitude of things which can happen which will speed up this process to a simply horrific extent.

Unfortunately for most of us it takes an event such as these to force us to think about all this, but there are those which don’t give it a second’s thought even then.  Perhaps that’s the best way to be, do what you want and worry about the consequences if they happen -at the end of the day there’s a chance you may end up in a worse state by supposedly playing it safe anyway.

It just all seems so unfair.