Got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. On the way back to bed I accidentally tripped on a piece of furniture I didn’t see. When I turned on the light my pinky toe was bent in a right angle. Had to have it reset and taped up but since it was my right foot I couldn’t drive for several weeks. Every day I just thought how stupid and avoidable this whole mess was.

I missed the last step going down the stairs in my own home, landed flat with all my weight on one foot, and managed to break the heel bone right where all the bones come together in the middle of my foot.

What must’ve been a broken blood vessel or something that caused pain and swelling near the vagina…how, you say? Sitting cross-legged on my own bony heel and sometimes to fast and too hard so that the heel bone damaged something. It hurt so sit down for a week. It healed completely within 3 weeks, but, boy, was I scared to have to go to the doctor to have it looked at or worked on.

I did a burpee and when jumping my feet back in towards my hands, they went too far and i kicked my own wrist. My toenail took a chunk of skin out of my wrist. So dumb.

I was running, and pulled my back.

i sneezed and it triggered a muscle spasms on my lower back that led to me being stuck in bed for two weeks.

it would happen again a year or so later when i reached for a glass of water and again; another year or so later; when i tripped on uneven pavement.

I tried to pick up a friend that was way heavier than me and I dropped him on myself, injuring my knees possibly forever

As a volunteer firefighter, I stepped over a hose in the dark and fell into a drainage ditch. Tore the ligaments in my ankle and chipped the bone.

I had a door slam on my thumb in a dark room reaching for the lightswitch. Nail came off later that month

I went to catch a falling board with my foot, turned out to be a plow blade. I still don’t understand how it didn’t shatter the bones in my toes.

I gestured energetically to someone to throw the next fruit to me to fruit ninja it and cut my hand on the knife

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I had to borrow a car, it was going to be a 20 minute round trip, person and I sit roughly the same way, so I didn’t think to adjust the seat. It wasn’t terribly uncomfortable, just not exactly right.

Ended up pinching a nerve in my back. Could barely move for 3 days, had to delay starting a job because of it.

I was in a zero speed motorcycle accident with the ground. All I had to do was let go of the handlebars, but I didn’t. I had a death grip on the thing. Twisted my wrist pretty bad and it took months to heal. Somehow, twenty years later, I have re-injured it and have been waiting for it to heal all over again. No healthcare of course because lol america. Probably never healed right the first time. Probably won’t heal right this time either. Life goes on I guess.

Takeaway: Don’t try to “save” heavy things from the laws of physics. Just let it go!

I began my psychiatric nursing career working as a behavioral technician on a unit for criminally insane men. I worked there for two years and was even promoted to lead tech in charge of making the assignments for all the technicians for the shift.

Other shifts and other units were sending staff members to the ER at least every few months related to aggressive incidents. Not us. Only thing was a guy had a stroke near when I was starting and while I think the job did do it to him, I think it happened over the many years before I worked there.

Two months before I left I sustained the worst injury I ever did at that job taking care of criminally insane men …I shut my own finger in a door.

I was rushing too much while grabbing hygiene / shower supplies for a guy one morning. Big heavy solid wood heavy latch and hinge with a long metal strike plate running top to bottom psych ward door. The tip of my finger swelled up twice as big, the nail turned black and eventually popped off. Looked weird as shit for a few months.

Meanwhile one time I was helping separate two guys where one was trying to bite the other guys face off and I kinda blacked out for most of it but I do remember seeing the other guys jaw working trying to gnaw at the guy I was holding. Anyway apparently there was a point where I was under both of them on the floor because like three people came into the restraint room while I was with face-bitey to ask how I was and as the adrenaline wore off it turned out I was a little scuffed up and bruised up…

But holy shit did shutting my finger in that door hurt so damn bad I legit thought I was going to lose the finger and it took over a month to heal!