Hey Pandas, What Was The Dumbest Way You Got Injured? (Closed)
I was playing catch in an apartment building and the door got shut off in front of me, so I hit it with my forehead. It made a Harry Potter gash in the middle of my forehead, and I still have it.
I was like two and me and my sister shared a bunk bed and i forgot it was in the middle of the room and went to lean on the wall and fell. Now I am blind in one eye.
After we saw Jurassic World, I chased my children through the parking lot imitating a Velociraptor, and threw my back out.
I was in an antique store and there was an old vertical steamer trunk that was locked. I asked about it and the clerk said it came in that way with no key. I **had** to open it to see if there was treasure inside, so I asked if she had a screwdriver. I then slid the screwdriver under the hasp and started pulling up on it. The hasp gave way and I was still pulling hard and the screwdriver went up my nose. Got a bloody nose out of it, but I was so lucky that I didn't stab my eye or punch a hole in my cheek!
a bone spur in my arm caught and severed my ulner nerve when i was hooking my bra. had to have surgery to relocated and reconnect it. at least i no longer have the risk of hitting my 'funny bone' on the right elbow and is now a lethal weapon if i want to jab someone without pain.
when i was like 1 years old my dad was changing my diaper and i dropped something on the ground so he bent over to pick it up and i decided to roll of the couch and help soooo that is how i broke my collarbone
So I'm not a fan of bugs. My brother and I were chasing this VERY LARGE fly around the house with the swatter. I was standing on the second step of a staircase when the fly dive-bombed my head, and I reflexively ducked and sort of leaped away. I forgot I was standing on the stairs. I thought I was on flat ground. I landed on my arm and broke my wrist. OUCH. So. Yeah, basically a fly broke my arm. 😬😂🤷♀️
I gave myself an ear infection by cleaning my ears too much.
Ok...this takes a bit of visualization. Deep breath -
I was sitting on a little stone wall in our large yard, reading a book, minding my own business. My brother was mowing part of the lawn at the front of the house. So -
1} My other brother, who is an ass even Lo, to this day, pulls up into the gravel driveway as if he's being chased by rabid moose and slams on the brakes scattering gravel all over....
2} Our giant old dog, who was laying in the sun minding his own business, gets startled awake and is scared so dashes madly to my brother who is mowing the lawn and jumps on his back unexpectedly...
3} Brother is startled and knocked to the ground and lets go of the lawnmower which travels on its own into the downspout/ gutter sticking out of the side of the house and tears it off....
4} Downspout, which is now about 15 feet of metal pole, tips sideways like a falling tree and smacks me on my shoulder area, dislocating my shoulder and cutting my ear. All I saw was a slight shadow pass by like a bird had flown overhead.
I had to go to hospital and needed 3 stitches in my ear and my shoulder reset.
Anytime I tell this people helpfully suggest it was being in the wrong place at the wrong time :)
I was 5 and my top 2 teeth were loose. They were not loose enough to pull out but being 5, I ripped both of them out of my mouth. It started spurting blood everywhere and I fainted. My mom came in and saw the blood and took me to the ER. When I woke up the doctor told me to never do that again. I haven't.
I was in my school’s production of Mary Poppins in 7th grade- was coming offstage, missed the step(in heels!) whacked my knee against the door.... turns out I danced through ‘Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious’ with a mildly fractured kneecap... fun times!
I was sleeping in an awkward position, after I woke up I couldn't walk. I had to go to the ER, and I stayed there for 3 weeks. Now I have a HUGE scar on my left leg, and there are 5 roundish scars on both sides of the scar. Gets smaller by about a centimetre each year..
When I was 4 or 5, I decided to mess around with scissors. I cut my hair, my backpack, and the couch up.When I was hanging off a chair, I fell. I tried to put my arms out to stop myself from falling, but somehow the scissors in my hand PIERCED the back of my head, and there was blood EVERYWHERE. My dad was too broke at the time to take me to the ER, but he put a wet towel on my head and the bleeding stopped. Still don't know if I have a scar.
I don't know if this is really dumb or just unlucky, but I was decided to try and naurto run and somehow I fell face forward, and my face scraped on the pavement. I got a question mark scar on my right cheek- it's been about 4 years and it's faded but you can see it if you look really closely
This happened in 1978 and I was bar-hopping with a friend. Upon leaving the club he demanded I walk a straight line to prove I could drive. I did as he asked and promptly (and literally) fell off my platform shoes on an uneven sidewalk. I broke my ankle and had to wear a cast for over 3 months. A few months later I fell off my shoes again...
And another science of stupid episode....Old china-cabinet with a marble top FULL of china weighing some 350kg.I wanted to move it to another place and called on my husband and sons to help me.They were upstairs watching a soccer-game and in no mind to help.Too lazy to empty cupboard supermama here thought,I can manage on my own and lifted it up in order to slide it across the floor.CRACK! and I could not move to an upright position.!0 days in excruciate pain eating handful of painkillers till it got so bad my husband demanded I see a doctor. I had a crushed vertebra and was operated on sos.118 stitches in my back and 5 months in bed.I still suffer the consequences of my idiocy as any weight-lifting or wrong move will give me days of nasty pain. Funny fact,dancing is the best remedy.
I'm not sure if this is considered dumb but I think it is so here we go.
I was at school in 2nd grade at recess, my friend ran up to a recess lady to ask how much time we had left in recess, because we wanted to do something but he wasn't sure we'd have enough time. I followed him, my hands were in my coat pocket. I didn't pick my feet up enough while walking and when attempting to walk onto the concrete to follow him I tripped. In those 2 seconds before I hit the ground I decided I didn't want to scratch up my hands so I kept them in my pockets and hit the ground with my face. The recess guard my friend was talking to ran over and literally sprinted through the building to get me to the nurses office.
I had broke my nose and scratched my whole face up. Now, 6 years later, my nose STILL hurts when I touch it (even after surgery) and I have scars under my nose and in my eyebrows where i needed stitches.
I was 6 or 7. I fell off a chair. I broke my arm. I broke my arm by falling off a chair.
I was bored one day as per usual ( I was prone to getting injuries back then and still am) my mum called up to my room because dinner was ready and I opened my door.
I stubbed my toe against the open door and stumbled backwards only for my head and ankle to hit the corner of my bookcase, once I recovered from this I went downstairs only to trip over a stray shoe, most likely stolen by my dog, and I fell four steps hitting my head once again but this time against the banister.
I'm a clutz I know...
I am a girl. When I was potty training at age two, I tried to pee standing up like a boy. I peed all over the floor, slipped in said pee and my bottom two teeth went through my lower lip. I needed 7 stitches to fix it and I still have a scar.
I spent my second year of high school aboard a sailing ship (long story.) We were docked in Brazil at the mouth of the Amazon. The deck was wet from a hosing down and for some perfectly good reason I threw a potato at one of the cooks who had just come out of the galley. Always clowning around.
Well I missed him and slipped on the wet deck landing on my shoulder. So for the next 3 weeks, the other kids (crew) were on field trips and running the ship while I was trying to catch up on my Algebra with my arm in a sling, nursing a broken collarbone. From throwing a potato. At the cook.
Easy. Five days ago, two inch deep cut in my thumb because I thought it would be a good idea to dislodge the lawnmower blade by using a wrench and then turning the power on. No. Never. NEVER. I still have a thumb and I’m very thankful for that. It’ll be a cracking scar though.
On two occasions: the first when I was 62 years old I decided to climb a mulberry tree (it had a huge fruit about 12 feet high) and jumped - result: I fractured my left foot in 3 places (calcaneus, cuboid and metatarsus) . The second occurred a short time later when I wished to remove a corrugated glass porthole with several cracks - result: I cut my right wrist leaving a trail of blood through the corridors and rooms of my workplace.
I sprained my ankle by walking and tripped on thin air. THIN AIR!!!
Grandfather’s tombstone fell on my legs. Tombstone people said that it was my fault. My grandmother looked over the paperwork and saw that it was supposed to last 20 years. My grandfather died 12 years ago
i was riding on the front of my brothers bike and my leg got stuck in the wheel
playing fetch with my dog who only cares about the ball not her surroundings
Roller blading broke wrist all the way around both bones
I was chasing my dog around the dining room table, tripped on his bone, fell and broke my foot.
I am a retired NYS Trooper. We are a rural police force and patrol in all kinds of weather. One winter night my 11PM-7AM shift end with a freezing rain that started around 6AM icing roads and all other surfaces. We had a new baby so it was common for me to call home to see if my wife needed anything and she asked that I pickup a gallon of milk . Upon arriving home I backed into my parking spot stepped out onto the running board of my truck. Then jumped onto the driveway where my feet went right out from under me and I fell ON THE SLICK ICE with gallon of milk in my left hand. Milk cushion my fall and I ONLY broke 3 ribs.
Picture the Philippines,in the middle of the jungle,the middle of the night,no light whatsoever and I put my naked foot into my sandal.A scorpion got annoyed and I got stung. No hospital or medic for miles and 3 days before flying back to Hongkong.Stranded in Manilla airport for 17 hrs as taifoon raging in HK.Finally arrived at hospital with a leg the size of an elephant.Septicemia way up to my knee.Doctor told me I would have had my leg amputated if it had passed over my knee.I dodged the bullet this time.
Walking to the microwave to heat a baby bottle. My left knee dislocated when all my weight was on it, tore a chunk off my femur which lodged behind my kneecap X( Surgeon said he'd only seen this injury in cases of extreme sports! Not baby bottles. Thankfully I wasn't also holding baby!
It was late, I didn't want to turn the lights on while going to the toilet. Banged my knee against the bedframe. Got an icepack from the fridge to compress my knee. Water dripped on the floor from the icepack. While trying to get up, slipped on it, fell, and busted the other knee.
I was like 4 years old and stuck a wax crayon in my ear.
Had to go to hospital to have it removed.
Got home and my aunt had asked me how I did it.
So I showed her.
Right back to hospital!
I was in grade school and we were playing something like sharks and minnows in my gym or something. if you dont know the game it where there are people in the center of the gym and they have to catch the people running back and forth from each side of the gym. anyway, I was running and I had almost gotten to the other side when this other kid pushed me and I slammed my head against the wall. then as the gym teacher was escorting me to the nurse, this other kid threw his hands into the air because a friend of his got to the other side. but when he threw his hands out, it punched me. so now i'm wobblying here and there until I slam my face into the door on the way out.
It was 10 p.m. at night and I was dancing to Laxed Siren Beat (the TikTok dance) and suddenly I heard my knee pop. Oof.
Broke my arm in gym class while practicing cartwheels. Totally missed the exercise mat. Embarrassing. But I got the rest of the week off from school, the rest of the term excused from PE. Excellent trade-off.
I stood up when my foot was asleep, walked out my door, and promptly fell down a set of stairs. Twisted my ankle so bad it hurt for the next 2 weeks 🤦
I have a scar on my thumb from legos. I was building something big and one part of it fell on my thumb. It bled and everything. The scar is small now, but it's there.
In a middle of a family gathering while we were having a hotpot meal, my cousin told me that the blue fire from the hotpot was cold and convinced me to touch it. I can safely assure that it was the last time I ever trusted him.
I'm not sure how dumb this is but it's still hurt:
I was over at my friends house, my parents were watching a football game and my friend had a creek behind his house we were taking the usual path but this time I decided to walk around the branch my friends was holding for me and walked right into a bigger much more painful branch, to this day I still have a scar.
I also climbed a tree fell out of it blood every where in my back yard scar is still insainly big.
I was around 6 when my front teeth were moving. My father playfully punched me in the face and my teeth came out. Now, he scares my siblings with this incident. (It was his wedding ring though that did all the trick)
Me and my sister had a Digiornopizza in the oven, and when it was done she told me to “Take the rack out.” So I took the whole shelf out of the oven and was holding it in my oven mitts. I was just kinda standing there, and the heat was starting to go through the mitts, so I decide to move the rack back a bit. Hit my arm, and now I have a burn scar.
I fell over the curb by my driveway a few weeks ago and now have a huge scar on my chin. I am SUPER KLUTZ. =_=
Did a thorough cleaning in our dining room (furniture polish, etc), but forgot to do a thorough mopping to clean up any polish residue. Two weeks later, rainy day means damp shoes. Damp shoes + hands full + polish residue = me slipping and fracturing my cheekbone on a corner moulding. Also cut my cheek in the process and had a “dimple” where it healed for like a year. Was 3 years before I could put pressure on the underside of that cheekbone, and it’s prone to getting sore in cold weather and with sinus pressure.
Runner up, near miss. Was telling a friend I’m horribly prone to klutz attacks. He didn’t believe me until I fell off a stool a few minutes later. Luckily no serious injury, and felt a bit like a self-fulfilling prophecy.
i ate moldy whipped cream not knowing it was expired... followed by lots of puke
I have a couple.... and maybe more if I thought about it. But My top three:
Tried to be a good neighbor when my neighbor was locked out by her toddler, tried to slide the window of her room up to get in. In our apartments if you pushed in and up you'd bypass the lock. Super secure stuff. lol. Anyway I let go too soon, and the window shattered cutting my arm all to pieces. But I got her in and the baby was fine. I offered to pay for the window too but she declined.
#2 Went into a Best Buy (electronics store) reached down to pick up a blue ray and pulled my back out ended up in surgery.
#3 Jumping on a trampoline with my kiddos, one tried to "steal" my jump, completely DETACHED my ACL when I landed, also resulting in surgery. fml.
*As a child we played and one of my friends was chasing me to the bathroom. I slipped on the rug and chipped one of my front teeth at the wash bassin.
*Nearly drowned in a small pond as a child and one year later nearly again swimming with my Kindergarten group. The pool was too deep and the teachers jerks.
*Lost my balance and fell in an (thanks god) empty pond, broke my arm.
*Missed a step and dislocated my knee-cap.
I... uhh... sliced my hand open between my thumb and index finger on a soup can... OOF
2 weeks ago I was putting up a bird feeder in my back garden. I hammered the spike into the ground with its stabilizer fins with one of the poles connected and placed a small block of wood on to and started hammering. When I had finished I stood back to examine my work and realized the thing was leaning. So, genius me, grabbed the pole and pulled while looking into the top of the pole. The idea was to pull it out of the ground and try again. What actually happened was the pole separated from the spike and stabilizer and sliced into my cheek. If it had hit half an inch higher I could have lost my left eye. Blood flowed everywhere and the grass has finally returned to its natural green colour.
I'm not allowed to work unsupervised now
I literally stood up from the toilet. My legs went out from under me. My right leg hit the tub. My left leg went straight out and rotated. All I heard was a chorus of pops. Turns out I ripped my meniscus in half and flipped it and partially tore my ACL. I now have a full meniscus on the outside of my left knee and 1/4 of a meniscus on the inside of my left knee.
My niece ask me why I had a scar on my hand, between thumb and index finger, and I said it was because once I was carving wood with a gouge and got careless and distracted so I stabbed my own hand. To make it more appealing I actually took a piece of wood, my gouge and recreate the scene, I was suppose to be careful but once again, as I turned to face her and tell her "you gotta be careful working with those" I stabbed my self pretty much in the same place.
Got 6 stitches and a traumatized niece.
Decided to hide behind the front door and scare my boyfriend as he walked in. Genius me thought I could time it better by looking through the peep hole. I timed it so well, when he pushed open the door, it broke my nose.
I cut myself on a throat lozenge. Bled all over my seat and table on the train. The man sitting opposite me asked if I need help.
Six months of shoulder rehab after trying to stand up on a yoga ball on a trampoline. I was 44 years old.
This is not about me but it is about my SISTER ! She is 11 now but last year my sister fell out the back door and this was the most surprising part she had sprained her rust we went to the hospital and had waited 5 hours before we were actually seen by the doctors by then it was 9:00 pm crazy right .
I jumped into my fish tank when I was little, one of my feet hit the coral and rocks we put on the bottom, left a nasty gash! I still have the scar.
I ran into a coffee table and got a massive bump on my forehead.
Did a flash mob at the mall and while we were practicing in our hidden room, my friend and I did a trick and it turned out that she didn't know how to land me correctly so I was crashed into the floor and I now have a scar on my knee.
While I was in Croatia, I hit my hand on the back of a chair and now have a scar on my hand too.
I broke my big toe and the one next to it playing a pick-up game of soccer in moccasins. I ended up having to have surgery and fused toes. For my finale in the sporting realm, I broke my finger playing foosball. No surgery, just a lot of ribbing.
I was 17 years old. I sat down on the floor, my knee hit my nose and broke it. The doctor didn’t believe me at first when I said it had be broken but after the X-ray they gathered nurses and fellow doctors to my room and had me explain what happened again and they all laughed. I couldn’t blame their reaction.
I dislocated my knee just by moving one inch on my bed.
As a three year old I tripped over a blanket and it broke my foot. The older I get the less absurd that seems.
I sneezed at a red light and got severe whiplash because my seat belt locked. 🤦🏻♀️
I was 5 and had seen a guy on TV ride a motorcycle down a staircase and thought it was so cool. Tried the same thing on my tricycle going down the staircase at the park. I was not successful.
I dropped a cutting board on my foot and ended up with a three-inch scar from where it cut me. The cutting board. Cut me.
I am 68 in the gym getting back into shape after years of neglect and feeling pretty good afterwards saw several young people taking turns dead lifting 200 lbs hex bar and asked weather I may try ( I only weigh 160 ) also forgetting I have several weak discs in my back from a car accident did about 40 reps , the kids were impressed I was sore when I went home no big deal. The pain got so bad I lost the ability to walk. 8 weeks later had emergency spinal surgery spending many days vomiting because of the pain. I am very glad to report I am walking with pain though learning how to run short distances doing squats balancing on the flat side of a Bosu ball did that before injury. And the doctors said I might need a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I Will never ever give up. I still want to grow out of being very stupid this lifetime
When I was 8 or 9 I was playing kickball, and i tried to catch a kickball and fractured one of my pinky bones...
I was at a mall with one of those automatic sliding doors. There was a security guard outside the door, and she asked me to show her, my bag. So obviously I show her my bag and I'm zipping it up as I was running to the door (cuz, I was 11 & My dad was far away from me, I thought I was gonna loose him). For some reason, the automatic did not open, and BANGG!! I hit my forehead so hard on that freaking door. Every single person in plain sight was staring at me. I didn't know If I was embarrassed or hurt.
I threw up that entire night. I was taken to the hospital. And I had to take medicines for an entire week.
I got stabbed by an amusement park ride. It was dark out and I was really young and a few of the seats on the ride had caution tape over them, but I wasn’t paying attention, so I sat down. Honestly I don’t remember feeling the pain- I even changed seats and went through the whole ride before I felt something wet on my leg. I went into a port-o-potty to try and see what the damage was, but it was too dark, so I never saw anything. I never saw how bad it was, but I’ve got a massive scar over the back of my leg now lol
One side of my bed was next to the wall. While sleeping, I rolled to wrong side. Woke up to the crunchy sound (and pain) of my nose breaking...
I slipped over a paper bag on my way to the kitchen and somehow became stuck in the doorway - nearly folded myself in half. I broke my foot and tore a muscle in my wrist. The injuries were pretty painful but having to explain to the doctor what happened hurt a lot more.
I have two.
The first was that I had to change the tip on an old soldering iron while it was still hot where the tip was held by a split pin. I tried using the ring from a keyring and bending it tight with a pair of pliers. As I was doing this the pliers slipped and the soldering iron went straight into my chin. It took a while for me to realise the strange smell was my skin! Had a scab right down the middle of my chin for months!
The second, and I have done this TWICE was a stapler had stopped working. As I fixed them I pressed up on the bottom and it shot a staple across my fingers! When you do this the staple does not get bent over. It just goes in straight, deep! My first thought was "Ha, it goes across my fingers", my second thought was "it's starting to hurt and I need to pull it out."
It bruises badly and hurts for a few days after.
What's worse is I am an engineer and so should know better!
Sitting across the room from two guys playing ping pong. One of them got mad at how he was playing and threw his paddle. It hit me square in the head, knocked me out, and gave me a severe concussion. Since it was my sixth concussion, it laid me up for a week and I have only a few scattered memories of it happening.
The time i tried to adjust my motorbike chain while driving
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i was like 4 and i was sitting on a trampoline and my older brother was jumping and bounced me off of the trampoline onto the concrete..
Just the other day, I was getting a bottle of Coca-Cola, and the bottle opener wasn't in the drawer. I was too lazy to look for it, so I tried using a knife. Now I have a giant gash in my finger from the edge of the bottle cap. I know I'm an idiot, don't judge.
I was little and my mom was getting me dressed since I was too young to do it myself. And then she turned around to grab my shirt, and I walked off of the bed. Just casually walked off the bed. I broke my arm.
When I was 3 I was jumping on a chair and my mom repeatedly told me to stop but I didn't listen and I ended up jumping too high, diving headfirst over the chair and landing in a flowerpot, cracking a piece of it and cutting my head open, resulting in stitches
I’m 42. The answer is sleeping. Yes, sleeping.
I was riding a push scooter. I fell off and broke my wrist. Had to have a $50,000 surgery and months of occupational therapy to fix it. All good now. I am a 50+ yrs old Gen Xer, and I still have the scooter.
One more for ya: We were in the attic going over the days plan of blowing in insulation. I had a lot of coffee that morning, and in my caffeine induced excitement stepped off the board “path” and fell through the bathroom ceiling. Oops.
Changing the sheets on my bed, got my foot caught in the corner of a fitted sheet on the floor, I fell and blacked out, woke in hospital with a detached kneecap, a fractured pinky and wrist and two chipped teeth... nurses kept asking if ‘has anyone hurt you?’ I literally am just that clumsy
I was sitting on one of those Little Tykes cars when we used to still have one, eating a snack, and my friend pushed me, sending me flying of the back, as you can’t balance on one of those. I couldn’t breathe for a bit after landing on the patio.
Oh I could go on and on. Once when I was 5 or 6 I tried to "sharpen" my finger with a pencil sharpener. My brother wanted to be batman so he jumped on a cooler and slipped. He has a scar now. My mom broke her ankle twice by jumpin off of something less thann 3 feet. I got a splinter in my leg and tried to pull it out put the tip broke off, so we went to some doctor but they didnt get it out either, so its still in my leg. And this ones not so dumb but when I was 2 or younger my sister hit me with a rock. On the head, because I wouldnt get out of the way and I had to get stiches. And thats only like half.
I tripped off a curb and wound up breaking my arm. I didn’t see the step down and tried to catch myself. That’s probably the dumbest way I’ve ever injured myself which is saying a lot because I am a major clutz.
I was also doing a production of Godspell at college. I couldn’t do a lot of the dancing, but luckily I was supposed to be a videographer. The show must go on and I wasn’t about to let a broken arm keep me from going on stage and performing.
A few come to mind.
I don't remember this happening but apparently when I was a toddler we had a loft bed, and below that was my old crib which I had grown out of, which was used by my older sister as a play pen for her dolls. As it happens I was apparently playing on the top bunk, only to trip and fall down the gap - the bed didn't stand flush against the wall for some reason - between the bed and the wall and managed to hit the corner of the crib with my shoulder blade... And managed to break my collarbone. I still don't understand how I broke the collarbone I star of the shoulder blade.
Then a few years later, as a child I once had a huge chunk of rock with parts of it being of quartz and a little bit of amethyst. Little me decided that I wanted some of amethyst splinters so I took a screwdriver and tried to chisel some off, only to slip and manage to cut open a vein on the underside of my right wrist. Weirdly enough it didn't bleed much at all and healed up nicely. Did leave a scar though.
Another time - I was already a teenager around 15 or 16 years or so - I was hearing up some buns in the oven. Once they were done I pulled the rack they were on out and held it with one hand - cause we only had one oven mitt - lost balance and got the bright idea to stabilize it with my left arm... Now I got a nice burn scar reminding me of that more a decade later.
You'd think I'd wisened up about being careful around hot stuff, but no... About 7 years ago or so, I once again was working with a hot oven, only this time I put something inside it, saw that the cooking parchment was getting dangerously close to the oven walls and reached in to fix that... Only to burn the top of my right lower arm on the top edge of the oven opening.
So yeah... I am a pretty big klutz, but that apparently runs in my family as both my parents and my older sister had their fair share of dumb accidents like that.
I was playing volleyball at school, and I went to move to where the ball was coming to, but I somehow rolled my ankle, tripped, and then smashed my elbow into the concrete. I was really embarrassed so I just started laughing through the pain
when i was in 3rd grade i was at the park with my friend and there were these step stone things about 3 feet high and you would step on each one and go to the end, well I stepped on one and then I stepped again and there wasn't another one there, so I fell and sprained my ankle really bad and it still hurts not this day, and I just went to the doctor about it last week and she said the tendon keeps flipping over and going under and over my bone 🤡
When I was around 6 years, my big sister and I were pretending to waltz. She twirled me. Twirl, twirl, twirl—right into the corner of the wall. I still have the scar smack in the middle of my forehead.
One time when I was three I was standing on a stool and attempted to WALK off of it, yes, not jump, or carefully step down, but I literally walked straight off and cut my lip pretty bad
I have a few: One time while camping I was trying to find a fort with friends (I was 6-8ish years old) and we found this perfect spot except it was in a thorn tree. I don't know what they are called but they are big bushy trees with inch-long thorns. Anyways I was wearing cheap flip-flops and climbing around in this thing, I step on a low branch and the thorn goes through my shoe into my foot. That thorn was in my foot for months because I was too scared to let my parents take it out.
Another time we were playing games and I was pushing my brother around on one of those plastic scooter things you have in school. I round a corner and lose control, then I lose my grip. I land on my thumb. AGONY!!! Turns out I broke it and tore a ligament. That is how I got my first and so far only broken bone. (I was eleven)
I remember that around 10, I would always climb to the very top of the tree in my front yard. Like...really high. As high as I could go. My family was always worried I would break every bone in my body from how high I climbed. It was bad.
One time, I was sitting on a tree branch, just chilling there. Then, a wasp decided to fly around where I was in the tree. Not wanting to get stung, I slowly tried climbing out of the tree, avoiding the wasp in the process (I dunno what wasps like about me, but they always swarm around my face and ears, which made me terrified of wasps all my life).
I got to the bottom, and...I was fine. I got out of the situation unscathed. I started skipping happily on my driveway, relieved that I didn't get stung or fall out of the tree...only to scrape the side of my foot on the pavement, taking off a decent measurement of skin.
I had the scar afterwards for 6 months.
When I was in 5th grade, my grandparents lived/lives in a very rural area and you have to go up a hill filled with gravel to get to their house and there was another pathway that led to a flat pathway lined with trees. Anyway, me and my grandpa usually went on the tree pathway to ride our bikes. But I visited with my parents and my dad didn't know about that so we went down the hill. My dumb 5th-grade butt decided it would be a good idea to take my feet off the peddles and I tumbled all the way down the hill. My face, my legs, and my arms were skinned to hell and we went back inside the house and I said "I got hurt' This happened over winter break and I was participating in a spelling bee in January and I was more upset about not being able to perform in it than being hurt. My grandparents and I still call it 'the Cece Hill' to this day. Anyway, sorry for the long read, just had to post my story.
I was 6-7 at the time when I did this. It was autumn and where I live there are a lot of oak trees which drop acorns during autumn. For some reason I thought roller skating on acorns in sneakers without socks was a great idea. It wasn’t. I have a raised scar on my foot now from that silly idea.
I ran in the long grass and stepped on broken glass. I didn’t feel it until I was inside
Stepped on a bee
It stung me
And the stinger didn’t come off
So a bee was attached to me toe twt
Trying to snowboard...on a snow shovel down a hill of ice. Broke my wrist....
I was sitting on a basketball trying to tie my tennis shoes and fell off the ball. 3 surgeries down....still haven't fully recovered.....lol. And that was in 1972! lol
When I was about two or three I tripped over several times on separate occasions walking up to my cousin's school with my mum, but I wouldn't put my hands out to stop myself from hitting the ground and every single time I ended up with a graze on my lip right underneath my nose. I mean, how??
I also injured myself whilst talking to my grandma outside the bathroom door. I stupidly put my fingers in the hinges of the door and my sister walked into the bathroom and shut the door... My nails did grow back.
I walked into a mechanics pit. Me, my boyfriend, and cousin were removing a metal plate that was coving the pit. I walked forward into the pit without thinking. Ended up in the hospital emergency department.
You know those like cement dividers that seperate cars? Yeah I ran and jumped onto one, an fell forward, scraping my knee. Fun times
We were camping and I thought I was sitting in a chair so I got up. Turns out I was I the loft and I fell about 5 feet an sprained my wrist. That was a fun camping trip. I'm just going to say this, it was super late at night and really dark outside.
I was roller-skating with my cousin and I was holding ice tea and then I slipped and fell like a cartoon it was hilarious I didn't get that hurt though just scraped my elbow lol
I was trying to cut open a golfball (yeah, I know, but I never saw the inside of a golfball!) with my grandfather's incredibly sharp pocketknife, slipped, and nearly severed my thumb. Two hospitals, hours of microsurgery, and sheer luck that I lived in the same city as two of the best hand surgeons in the world, I spent my 14th summer in a cast up to my armpit...but my thumb is 100%!
I was walking past our TV stand, swinging my arms for no reason and my knuckle collided with the corner of the stand....I still have a scar 12 years later.
I was working in Japan at an elementary school and the kids wanted to play basketball. I'm not coordinated on a good day but I agreed. A kid passed me the ball and my right ring finger caught the ball. I fractured my finger and had to get a splint. The next day I had to go through the events with my boss and bosses boss in detail, for liability purposes, but still really embarrassing.
Plus side...I now know how to eat with chopsticks with my non dominant hand.
When I was in college I had feelings for this guy and we made out once before he moved half way across the world. He promised to contact me once he was over there because he said that he had wanted to stay in touch. Well one night I logged into Facebook and saw that he had a new girlfriend. I decided that night to go to the gym to blow off some stream because I was pretty upset about the news. After I was done at the gym, I called my mom while walking back home. Well there had been an ice storm and so the ground was covered with ice so I had to be extra careful with walking. I had been crying on the phone with my mom so after we hung up, I decided that if I took a couple of step without looking to dry my tears, I’d be ok. Nope. On that second step I slipped, fell, and broke my arm. I told the ER nurse about how my injury happened and she told me, “I’ll tell you what I tell my daughters. No boy is worth crying over because there are so many penises in the sea.” She was right! I stopped crying over him as my arm hurt worse!
Many years ago I was probably 5 or 6, and my brother was given a thing I wanted that day at church. (He was probably three-ish) I remember begging him for it in the car on the ride home, and for the rest of the day, until we decided to go jump on our backyard trampoline. While we were jumping, I told him that in my hands I had something he "needed to live", and he agreed to trade. When I opened my hands to reveal air, he was so mad, he balled his fists and stuck two fingers out, and came flying down with the help of gravity, slashing my face. I still have the marks.
The thing I wanted? I think it was a single mancala peice, but I dont remember it too well
i was pretending to be a tightrope person and i slipped and fell and broke my collarbone
i was in kindergarten
i feel like an idiot thinking back to it
When I was a stupid toddler, I was in the bathroom with my mom one weekend. I was using the toilet while she straightened her hair. She told me not to touch the iron because it was hot. So, little toddler me wonders, how hot? And instead of asking this question like a normal human, I decided to find out for myself. So I reached out and touched the thing. Luckily it hurt so I didn’t try for long and got away with minimal damage, but I’m sure my mom would’ve facepalmed if I hadn’t been a sobbing wreck. Moral of the story: kids are stupid AF 😂
Here’s how I learned about direction while chopping bamboo: I drove a piece through my thumb while chopping into the bamboo. I couldn’t get it out by myself. The doctor was impressed.
I was opening a can of black olives, and my dog started barking at person walking their dog outside. It startled me, and my hand slipped on the half-opened lid. I ended up slicing the skin in between my left pointer and middle fingers. It went down into my palm a little bit, too.
I was riding my bike and had just thought "I've never broken a bone in my life"... Bike hit sand, flipped me off and I woke up on the street. 12 hours later (after my mom had convinced me that nothing was broken) my father took me to the ER where they found that I had splintered a bone in my wrist.
I have so many from my childhood! I range from around 6-10 years of age.
1) Broken both arms at the same time twice (2nd time was on Mum's birthday). 1st time I was hanging upside down from one leg in the middle of an igloo shaped metal jungle gym (which I'd done quite a number of times before with no problem) when suddenly my leg gave way and I landed on all fours. 2nd time we were on holiday and I was on the camp grounds' play ground which had a metal trapeze. When I finally made it up, I did a couple of swings, then suddenly pitched forward and again, landed on all fours.
2) Fallen out of a tree and landed on my back on the fence. I just had the wind knocked out of me, thankfully.
3) Fallen out of a tree and landed on the corner of a concrete compost bin and have a nice oval scar and numb spot on my shin under the kneecap on my right leg.
4) Sprained my ankle quite a few times on the trampoline. The best time was because I thought it was a great idea to jump with all my My Little Ponies on the tramp. I landed on one and sprained/twisted my ankle.
5) I was around 6 I think and the class had just finished painting a big mural. It was lunch time and I wanted to go to the listening post (basically headphones and tape decks) but I had to be careful not to mess up the mural which was still drying.
For some reason I can't remember I was running around the corner of it, tripped and my head hit the corner of one of those old school double sided whiteboard/blackboard with the metal pen holder at the bottom. I ended up getting blood over that corner of the mural (that you can see to this day as it's STILL hanging up in the staff room of my primary school) as well as 7 stiches in my head (top right near the hair line).
Surprisingly this happened in my 20s, but I rolled over in bed, my neck cracked, and then it cramped, and then I screamed because I thought I’d broken my neck. Thankfully it was only a pulled muscle, but I still couldn’t turn my head to the left for a week.
One day when I was 17 I was was setting the table at home. As I was walking around the table, my little sister was whirling around on a barstool nearby. We were both barefoot. Her toe caught my little toe and ripped it out of the socket. It broke several of the little bones. TW
At my first job there was a guy who drove a VW Beetle. He left the lights on and killed the battery. So at lunch time, a few of us volunteered to get behind and push-start it. I was on the rear bumper. When the engine caught, the bumper was gone. My hands hit the pavement and my feet caught up. I kicked my thumb and broke it.
I broke my fingers
I was cracking them
I was playing tag in 4th grade and i turned around and was running backwards and i ran in to a metal gate and it got stuck in my head
I was racing some little kids and pulled a muscle
My Dad tried to iron my shirt....... The shirt was still on my body and he burned me
I wore my soccer shoes inside with sunscreen lotion on, I slipped and hit my knee on the corner of the door.(I could not even get out of the door without help!)
I was playing with my twinc sister (we were 5 or 6 at the time) with a sheep skin rug using it as a sled (she was pulling it as was sitting on it) and I fell on top of a broken bottle that was laying near by. I cut my wrist and have a scar now.
One time when I was about 2 or 3, I got some new boots. My mom helped me put them on while I sat on the counter. When she was done I dashed through the back door, I was in that running position where you arms are going back and your leaning forward. I cracked my head on the planter and my mom rushed me to the hospital. Oh did I also mention I was scraped badly by the roses thorns. Yes we had roses.
I was playing tag with some kids, and without paying attention I ran into a pole bust opening my forehead and not like in a crazy way but u know when Like its a lot of bleeding u can see your forehead idk just basically running into a pole
I was in Jr. High School (called middle school these days) and was invited to an evening house party. Wearing platform tennis shoes, I decided to do some dancing early in the day. My foot turned over and I sprained my ankle.
A few years ago, at my job, we were hosting an outdoor fair for the families who used our services. We had a hotdog roaster and I reached in to get a kid a hotdog and burned my arm...reached back in a few minutes later and burned myself again...on the same spot.
I was walking on a playground bridge in winter. It was slippery. I fell. My hands were in my pockets. I ended up in the ER. I got 5 stitches on my chin. Still have the dang scar.
I was about about 5 and we were visiting family in Tijuana Mexico. My sisters thought it would be funny to scare me by running and leaving me behind in a scary neighborhood. They ran, closed and locked the door on me. I was trying to get in banging on the door and went to high and broke the glass. I cut my wrist blood everywhere. My mom had to hurry and take me to a doctor. They stitched it up. I don't think they used numbing medicine because I felt the needle going in and out while they were stitching me. That wasn't the only time I got hurt because of there games.
Group of us at the school gate in the morning waiting for it to open. We decided to start dancing to pass the time. Uncoodinated and silly with lots of jumping, being a right bunch of loons as you do with your mates. After landing from a jump I stood on a pen - we think it fell from someone's pocket - it rolled and I fell into the pebbles next to us. Onto a shard of glass hidden in the pebbles. I had to be taken to hospital by a teacher with glass in my cheek. Yes I have a mark from the glass and stitches.
I cut Open my Arm on a washing machine. Don’t ask how. I have no clue
when I was 10 I fell out my back door and broke my wrist and spent 7 and a half hours in a and e
I ran full speed into a freshly washed sliding door when I heard a baby cry.
I was really little and was on the floor playing with my legos. I decided to get myself a glass of water but I walked too fast, fell, and hit a lego on the bottom of my chin. I still have the scar, it’s pretty big.
Getting ready to take a shower. I opened the shower door, saw no soap, turned to get it from the sink and forgot I left the shower door open and walked right into the corner of the door and split the corner of my eye open. Lotta blood.
I was in an auditorium full of seats with plastic backs (important). I dropped a piece of paper and bent down to grab it without looking. Ending up getting a mild concussion... while sitting down.
I was clearing out my coat pockets and there was a dry stick there. While pulling it out I got a huge splinter under my nail. Ouch
I was 3 or 4 and i loved gymnastics. i somersalted(rolled) off the couch into the corner of our glass coffee table and bustedd right above my eyebrow open and broke thee table. never did that again
Once my mom baked garlic bread and I was super excited to eat it. I was too short to reach up above the pan and get it, so I stood on my tiptoes and immediately fell forward and I still have a burn scar on my chin from the pan.
Another time, I was hiking and this beetle landed on my shoulder. I GENTLY brushed it off. It then flew to my hand and bit me so hard it took a teeny tiny chunk of skin off my hand.
I was running to see my neighbor's dogs and tripped. Now I have a realllyyyy big scar on my knee (from scraping it)
Before I learned how to ride a bike, I had a tricycle that I used to ride around our house. One day, I was riding, and my dad's friend decided he'd push me to make me go faster. My child-speed reactions were not fast enough to keep up with him running at full speed as an adult, so I lost control as we went around my dad's car, and I crashed into an old freezer my dad was getting rid of. I flipped over the handlebars, and slammed face first onto the edge of the freezer. Really bad nosebleed and the bridge of my nose is permanently wonky, but it could have been a lot worse.
I was 9-10. My aunts wedding was in Arizona and I was one of the bridesmaids. I was wearing a long light blue dress and flats. My cousins (one a girl who was also a bridesmaid like me, and another a boy, who was a groomsman (my uncles who was getting married to my aunts son) we decided to play tag outside. While we were playing I was it. He ran into the men bathroom to get away, but right near the men’s bathroom there were rose bushes, so I turned and tripped over my dress and cut my arm. I didn’t tell or show my mom (she overreacts over stuff a lot) and we went home on a plane (cut wasn’t covered) when we got home it apparently got infected (it was super bad) and as I said previously my mom was freaking out talking about how my arm might have to be amputated. Turns out I have a disease that is contagious for a few weeks or less that causes my wounds to get yellow puss sometimes. I have gotten so many scars from it. The disease is called impetigo for any of you who were wondering. It’s fairly common. This isn’t really dumb but the dumb part was probably hiding it from my mom. Here’s a link to a Google search of the disease: https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/impetigo/symptoms-causes/syc-20352352
(it isn’t always around face and mouth but can be) I only have a lot of scars from it because it’s really itchy and so I scratch and then infect it even more. (Another dumb thing I do)
I have two. One is I stepped through a water meter snd sprained my ankle, which made me fall back into a fire hydrant and my back slammed into the top, then ran into my glass front door. The second is a hit my knee on the underside of my grandmothers oak table and bruised so bad that it last 2 months (pale people problem too).
I burned myself with motlen marshmallow at a camp out
When I was very young (4 or 5) I had this notion that hitting your nose makes you sneeze. Wanted to try it so took a hardcover book and slammed it hard into my nose - got a bad bloody nose, thankfully I didn’t sneeze also!
When I was about 3-4 years old, I decided riding my tricycle on the sidewalk was too boring. Looking for "a bumpy ride," I decided to try riding off the porch at my Nana's house down 5 concrete steps. As the front wheel of my trike rolled past the first step, "THIS WAS NOT A GOOD IDEA" flashed through my head. This was immediately followed by my head crashing onto the steps. Basically, my tricycle then rode me down the rest of those steps. Fortunately, other than my pride, nothing was broken, but I had scars on my face, scalp, arms, and legs. (Yes, this was in the 1960's so I was definitely NOT wearing a helmet. No, I definitely did NOT try that stunt again!)
i was around 8-9 years old an we were at my mums bffffffffffffff's house and she has a mango tree in her backyard, i asked Rachel (my mums friend) to put me in the tree, so she did and mum said "careful that branch is dead" i say "what bran- *leans on the dead branch*" and i landed on a pile on the ground.....broke my wrist
also when i was really young like 5-6 i was walking down stairs and mum said "be careful you might slip." i said "i know what i am doing mummmm." and then...yep you guessed it down the stairs i go about 120-ish stairs....hmm not the best experience i broke my wrist...
Alright.... the many stupid ways Ive hurt myself; i stepped off my dads motorcycle at 7 and burned my right inner ankle on the tail pipe, at 10 yrs old walking barefoot in south carolina ocean cut my toe half open on something sharp prob glass and had to be carried to shore, 16 playing tag w step family in pool went to get out and got grabbed and smashed my face into side of pool costing me to have a fake front tooth wired in my mouth. My cat got out and it was my 5 yr olds fav deaf cat so tramped up and down a muddy racine in feb for a week and broke the small sesimoid bone under right big toe and it migrated in between first two toes had to get that cut out. we finally caught the cat 2 weeks later. oh and i forgot cut my finger on an old timey shaving razor blade when i was 5 got 3 stitches ! I was on crutches for a motorcycle accident fractured my leg when i tripped over a castor on a chair and punctured my small rib near my color bone on another piece of a table leg it was a one in a million shot. oh and whwn i was born i was premature my IV in my right hand popped out and burned a scar that stretched across my hand and everyone always asks me if i tried to commit suicide the wrong way. ( people suck). so far i have not injured myself in a few years knock on wood i think at 46 yrs old im finally free from accidents for a bit
Dislocated my wrist at the airport because I lift my luggage the wrong way. It was a one hour flight, but felt like eternity.
My toddler brother wipes his boogers on the wall. I was given the job to clean the dried boogers. Lo and behold, I cut myself on one. It bled for an hour. A DRIED BOOGER CUT ME. Yeah, I told everyone it was a papercut.
Ran full force into glass door and shook the house. Would have broken my nose if I wasn't so young (like 7?)
licked metal pole to see if tongue would would stick (it did) and made it bleed (maybe 10?)
tried to punch a dude in the nose. He ducked and I punched a bulletin board. I still have the scars on my knuckles
none of these were serious, just dumb XD
I was chasing the dog around the dinning room table on my daughter's razor scooter when I took the turn too fast. The scooter slid one way, I flew the other. I slammed into the glass door. Wretched my shoulder rather badly but no lasting damage. The dog was just fine.
Half asleep I stumbled of the bed going to #1 and ran slap into a metal door! That was 2. Breaks... all to go potty..SMH. Lol
My sister (as a 4-year-old) decided to smash my head (as a 9-month-old) into the side of those multiple-sided activity blocks they have in doctors because I was playing with the side she wanted. I still have that dent.
I rarely get hurt cause I’m always cautious, so I’ll tell you guys a dumb way my cousin got hurt. She was swinging on a hammock and swung a bit too hard. She fell off and fractured her arm. First cousin to break a bone. But yeah she’s fine now.
I walked down the street, I thought I saw a friend in some car , so I didn't see an armature steel wires in front.One of them hurt my leg...
When I was 5 or 6, I was dancing in the shower. We had one of those metal shower shelves, and I knocked it down with my hand, it sliced my chin, and I slipped, banged my bleeding chin on the side of the tub and brought the curtain pole down on my head. I had to get 2 stitches.
I was stomping my feet to get rid of the snow, and long story short, something in my ankle popped, I was in immense pain, and I was taken to the ER and had to wear a boot and crutches for 2 weeks... I don't know exactly what was wrong with my ankle, as this was quite a while ago, but snow put me in a boot.
I threw my knee out while brushing my teeth all excited about going to work. My boss replied only you when the call of absence was made. I really wanted to go play at the office.
Then boyfriend wanted to play catch with my dog inside the apartment. He threw the ball with a bit too much force. It bounced off a wall directly onto my head, and the dog jumped at the same time to catch the ball. I don't even know if double concussions are possible at this time.
When I was like 9 or 10 at the most, two of my friends were visiting me. We were having fun driving down a steep driveway with a plastic tractor. Then I decided it would be a good idea to drive down backwards. The tractor tipped, I fell on the back of my head and boom... I had to go get 4 stitches. And my friends were like waiting at my home the whole time, that was embarrassing.
In my rebel teenage years, I thought maybe I could do some parkour, so I climbed atop a bridge, and jumped, landed really badly. Messed up my ankles, my heels, and almost 15 years it keeps getting worse. Didn't break anything tho, which is a wonder, only had a hairline fracture in my tibia. Man I was dumb, it's a wonder I made it to my age now.
Ran full force into a pristine double paned sliding glass door. I was looking down at the dog and didn't realize it had been closed.
Copied my dad who was cleaning his ears with matchsticks. I was about 1 or 2 years old. Popped my damn ear drum, blood was everywhere. I'm still partially deaf.
I was 8, circa 1987, and watching TV - those 80's TVs were huge. Laying on the floor. I kicked the TV stand and the TV fell on my head. Blood everywhere, my 1st instinct was to grab my aunt's the pure white couch pillows.
Broke my ankle by jumping off some play equipment (only about 4ft high) landing on just my left foot. But I didn't break that one - I broke the right one when I stepped forward. I have no idea why! To make things worse it was day 1 of the summer holidays. I spent the whole six weeks in a plaster cast.
I was cleaning my apartment back around 2000 while wearing socks. Stepped on the paper towel road on the carpet, slipped, rolled over my big toe, slight dislocation and chipped the bone. Not a whole lot can be done, you just suck up the pain for a long time. Coworkers and friends could tell when I scrunched my toes from the pain look on my face.
So, I'm a klutz. And when Covid hit (in FL, US), I decided I would start exercising by riding my bike. I caught the curb going from bike lane to sidewalk, and flipped myself and the bike over. Then, decided to finish the ride, even though I could barely move my arm, and my handlebars caught the guard rail, and I crashed. Minor fracture on the arm, and couldn't move my elbow.
Sitting on the toilet.
The surgeon said the iPhone was like a Full Employment Act for hemorrhoid surgeons.
Lifetime of reading in the bathroom and now reading or playing on the phone. One day, surprise! A ball like a large, painful grape ballooned out. The skin there is just about as thin and sensitive as your lips. It really focuses your attention on yourself.
Surgery feels like it involves a pretty large wasp nest. Recovery from surgery is also not great because you don't stop needing to go to the bathroom.
So, yeah. Self-inflicted hemorrhoids.
I was on the ground doing something by a dresser and my sister closed a drawer. The corner of the drawer hit my eye. I had to go to school that day and play in a volleyball game after. Guess how that went.
I slipped on wet grass on my own front lawn, just as I was about to go up the couple of steps to my front door.
My left foot got wedged into the bottom step as I fell, and I broke my left ankle & leg in 3 places, dislocated it, and tore ligaments.
It even has a name: a trimalleolar fracture (Google the xrays)
12 screws, one plate, and months of recovery later, I'm able to walk and have a normal life. Thanks orthopedic surgeon!
I was 5, and went bowling. As I was about to throw the ball down the aisle, my fingers got stuck in the holes. I threw it anyways, and because of the weight it dragged my whole arm with it. The ball slammed down and broke my wrist : (
Another one would be when I was 13. I'm a competitive swimmer, so when I swim I get going pretty fast. I was racing my best friend doing backstroke, and completely forgot to do my turn. My head slammed into the wall, and my wrist broke against the diving block. I ended up getting a concussion, and was off swimming for 2 1/2 months
I was stretching and fell backwards, used my head to catch my fall because I'm just that smart. It broke my glasses, which caused the screw to get lodged into my face before I figured I could pull it out, making me bleed more. Passed out cause I wasn't aware and thought I had taken a nap. Woke up with my mom driving me to the hospital. Got my head glued together and the worst concussion I've had- and I have had around seven (athlete).
Tl;dr: Stretched backwards, fell, and ended up giving myself brain damage from the fall.
I have broken four bones in my life, three of them happened while trying to walk through doorways
Age 12, took a corner too fast wearing socks on a hardwood floor. My feet slipped put from under me, I smashed into the doorframe and landed on my wrist breaking it.
Age 20. Came home from work and was rushing around getting ready to go out. Tried to hurry through a doorway, left my baby toe behind. It broke sticking out at a 90deg angle from the rest of my foot.
Age 37 went to city hall to register my car. My toddler daughter had enough and refused to walk when we were done. Stepped through the exterior door onto when I thought was a large flat landing. Nope it was a step. Fell with my foot twisted under both of us. Two hairline fractures and severe sprain of my whole ankle and foot. Two years later still not 100%.
So yeah, doors and I don't really get along apparently.
In my early teens, I went to close my dresser drawer with my hip while getting ready for school. Unfortunately my penis was sticking out if my underwear and I slammed it in the drawer. I fell on the floor in pain but refused to make any noise do my mom wouldn't come upstairs to see what was wrong.
I put Tigers Balm on my lips instead of chapstick. Made them break and bleed.
Getting my toe caught in my loose pyjama pants and broke it. It’s happened a few times and now have arthritis there.
jumping. i was in 1st grade, recess. i jumped ONE INCH from the swings and BOOP! my anckle got twisted T^T NO REGRETS >:D
Playing Just Dance. Let's Just say I was dancing to Juice by Lizzo. My knee got to loose right when they said "It ain't my fault that I'm out here gettin loose. And I blame it on Lizzo's juice.
Fractured sternum from falling onto a steel fire pit!!! Literally nothing you can do to fix it ;/
I had just arrived at my going away party and my friend handed me a beer, it was short and squat. I didn't see a bottle opener so I grabbed a steak knife. I ended up almost cutting off my thumb and spent the evening in the ER getting 45 stitches. I did not miss my flight though.
My friend in Jr high wanted me to ask a boy out for her. I wore my thick heeled boots that day. I thought her request was dumb, but I did it. I walked across the courtyard and suddenly my foot rolls and I hear a pop. I limped to the guy and I asked in tears. He of course said, “no.”
Afterwards I learned I fractured my foot. Just by walking to ask a boy out.
Socks on our hardwood floor. Hyperextended my knee and twisted my ankle now I need ACL surgery... for walking on a flat surface.
I have asthma. I was coughing in my sleep and cracked a rib...
You know those chains in the grocery store check- out they use so people know the lane is closed. I jumped over one and missed, caught my foot and broken my knee!
Not really injured. But a good bruise. I had a summer job and i was in a big local with wood and planks and stuff. We got told to use hammers to take out the nails in the planks. Well this is easy i thought. So i aim for the plank that was infront of me, somewhere at my knee level. My dumba$$ brain held the hammer with the ”claws for taking nails off” pointed at me. I was ready to hammer those nails off, i missed the plank and hit my knee instead. And with not so full force. But at least powerful to make me kneel down and wanted to cry. Have you ever hit your kneecap so hard that you just want to cry and scream at the same time?
I cut a finger off with a pocket knife, while trying to open a different pocket knife... in a moving vehicle. When I was in college I decided I needed a good pocket knife. My dad, all too eager to indulge his daughter and only child in a trip to the local hunting store, drove the three hours to visit me and take me shopping. I made my purchase, a nice blade that was of course wrapped in that thick, impossible plastic. My dad hands me his much larger and recently sharpened knife to open the package. We weren’t even out of the parking lot when he slammed on the breaks and the knife went right through the plastic and my finger. My dad dropped me off at the ER (my friend came to sit with me) and asked me not to tell my mom before driving back home. I had to have fairly extensive surgery on the finger to repair it... my mom didn’t find out until 6yrs later that it was my dad I was with when it happened.
I held books with one hand in a stationary position while reading for several hours a day. Ended up with tendinitis
I learned early in high school to not participate in gym class. We were playing some game outside and I was running through crowd and all I remember was seeing a face of this guy. I woke up on the ground with him standing over me and the gym teacher off to the side. Everyone else was heading back inside. I was so embarrassed I jumped up and ran off saying I was fine. Another time we were playing hockey inside. I’m 5 ft girl. I was going for the ball and this 7 ft guy checks me and I literally spun in the air twice before I came down on my hands and knees.
I was trying to crack open a coconut with a rather large knife 🙈 got my knuckle instead.
I was riding a bike with a broken handbrake handle that I had to hold against the handlebar. For some unknown reason - stupidity, I’m guessing - I CONSCIOUSLY let it go. Not surprisingly, the brake handle went into the front spokes, stopping the front of the bike, while I and the rest of the bike tumbled over top. The front fender sliced my left middle finger and I got some nasty road rash. Scar is still clearly visible nearly 50 years later.
Watching tv in bed and reached to grab a bag of cookies from a table - fell out of bed and broke my arm. But they were Pepperidge Farm cookies so it was almost worth it!
touched my cat when she was angry
tried to take sandwich from my girlfriend
I was playing softball and tripped over 1st base.
I pulled every major tendon in my right ankle except the Achilles. Spent 6 weeks in a cast, including a very uncomfortable weekend starting the next day in a cutter splint and a wheelchair because I had college orientation that weekend. Only good side was everyone else on both teams had EMT training.
The final indignity was an elevator door closed on my injured ankle, forcing me to take the Oxy I was given. Unfortunately the next thing I had to do was sign up for classes and get my ID picture taken. I didn't know what classes I signed up for until my schedule arrived a month later. And my ID picture showed I was totally baked.
One day, when I was young, out of curiosity (or possibly stupidity), I sped around the kitchen in socks. I fell on the floor and chipped two teeth. It bled so much! Several years later, my teeth are STILL chipped.
I moved a lawn ornament so I could hang a sheet. The sheet covered the lawn ornament and I promptly tripped over it landing on cement and giving
Myself a black eye
I was making a shower curtain out of drapes. In order to get the drapes matched and make sure it was going to be the right length, I had to keep getting up and down off the floor to measure again and again. So much that when I woke the next morning my knees were so swollen I couldn’t even put on jeans. I went to the ER and was given crutches and told to elevate, ice and take ibuprofen
This story is about my friend.
He was hunting in the woods, and when he shot the gun, it backfired, and hit him in the head. He has a Harry Potter scar.
So this didn't happen to me but to my aunt.
So she was toasting toast and when the toast came up it really scared her (its happened to most of us) and she jumped backwards. She tripped over her dog and ended up cracking her head of the edge of her counter top. She went to the hospital to get stitches and on her way back she got hit by a drunk driver and broke her femur, collar bone, right wrist, and cheekbone.
I was the only one excited for the sack-race in P.E. First race, I went to step out of the sack, had some trouble putting my foot on the ground and got myself a second degree sprain in my ankle.
Cutting myself....... (I don't anymore)
I get injured in ways that I am sure will bruise, but I don't get a bruise. I then get random bruises and I don't know how they happened.
stunts on a scooter to impress a girl lmfao
Lol, I was in high school. As usual, I was running late. I successfully managed to iron my shirt WHILE WEARING IT but burned my thigh trying the same trick with my pants.
When I was a teenager I made brownies for thanksgiving. I wanted to warm them up, so I microwaved them in the same glass pan I had baked them in. They hardened in the pan and I couldn’t get them out. I figured popping them out with a steak knife would work. Clenching the side of the pan with full force I ended up popping out a brownie and then accidentally stabbing myself in the wrist. I remember pulling the knife out of my wrist. While still holding the knife like a serial killer, I calmly let my parents and siblings know that ‘I just stabbed myself and needed to go tot the ER.’ I still have a gnarly scar to this day. And since then my family wouldn’t let me around knives. Also, we didn’t eat the brownies.
I accidentally started a fight with a folding chair- the chair won.
I cracked a whip I made and it tore my chest and chin open through my clothes.