Strangest way you've hurt yourself

MamaJAM wrote: Question #3 -
Tell us about the strangest way you've ever hurt yourself.



**All of these questions were based on what my MIL is like -- she's majorly accident-prone....and there's often a goofy story involved.**

C&K*s Mommie replied: I have to think about that. I really do not know of any right now.

MyBrownEyedBoy replied: I dislocated my knee badly enough to need surgery sitting down on my bed, indian style with crossed legs.

kimberley replied: i have told this one before

i came home from school to see the recycle truck at the neighbors and my stuff wasn't out yet. i asked the guy if he'd wait for mine since they only pick up once every 2 weeks and he said only if you hurry. i lived in a triplex so i had to run to the middle floor to get the box. i ran to the building, swung open the screen door hard.. clocking myself in the head with it, stood stunned for a minute, then ran up and grabbed the box. as i was heading back down i felt a trickle on my forehead. my ex was in the car in the driveway watching the whole time. he was in hysterics. i ran over, gave the guy the box and he is just staring at me like i'm from outer space. took the box, emptied it and handed it back still staring in disbelief. i go back to the car where ex is nearly rolling out the door. when i hit my head with the door, i sustained a pretty big head injury. i was pouring out blood and looked like i had a third eye on my forehead

MommyToAshley replied: I could swap stories with your MIL...LOL.

But I think one of the strangest is when I was around 9 years old, my brother dared me to jump off my grandmother's roof (the lower roof that was over the porch) ... so I did. When I landed, I bit the tip of my tongue off. It did grow back though.

MamaJAM replied: I'm a complete klutz...always have been -- I always found odd ways to hurt myself.

The funniest has to be the way I 're-injured' myself. Background - when I was 12 I broke two of my fingers catching the ball during a kickball game. Long story short - I didn't go to the doc for a few days (didn't think it was _that_ bad). By the time I did see a doc - my knuckles has broken off....my two fingers are deformed now with bones sticking up high...though they did heal enough to bend again. Anyway - I always have to be careful with them as they get hurt easily.
One day when I was 6 months preg with DD#1 I was having a hormonal crying fit....DH was comforting me and gave me a big hug. We fell backwards on the bed and my hand got stuck between his back and the headboard of the bed -- rebreaking BOTH fingers!
To this day we joke about the 'dangers of hugging'!



I really could list a bunch of things here.....I don't think I've ever hurt myself in a 'normal' way.

mom21kid2dogs replied: I'm the Queen of Klutz and I come from a long line of Klutzes, so this one was not that hard for me

When I was a freshman in HS I made the cheerleading sqaud (conditionally, if I lost enough weight to wear a uniform ) Apparently, I did get thin enough, because I was the most petite cheerleader they had and was the "top" of the pryamid at a frosh basketball game. In the dismount, I lost my balance and fell to the ground~right on my knee. I broke the top of my shin bone and seriously dislocated my knee. It didn't heal correctly and had to be rebroken. I spent over a year on crutches. I came to many realizations that year~injuries are great for pity dating , cheerleading was so not worth it , and crutches do alot for upper arm strength! I also was exempt from gym for the remainder of my HS career!!

And then . . . .
There was the time in college when I was going to frat parties with a bunch of sorority sisters. I was the designated driver that evening~fine with me. We got my brother's frat house (the furthest from campus~naturally ) and to get there you had to jump over a ditch. The drunks managed this feat with great skill~all looking like gazells, in fact. The designated driver~not so much. I lept and came down squarely on my ankle. Trying to act cool and unhurt, I got up immediately and fell back down on the other side because my ankle was so severely sprained it couldn't support my weight. The scariest part of this story was not the hulking drunk men (including my brother) who had to carry me back to the car, nor the prospect of being treated at the very rural KY college town hospital where I went to school. The scary part was selecting the "least drunk" friend to drive me back home. I think we spun the bottle on that one.

Sadly there are many more I won't bore you with.

MamaJAM replied: OK - I had to share another...

A week before my 15th b-day I was hanging out at the pool at the beach. I had been in swimming and decided to get out. As I was walking back to my towel I slipped in a slimey puddle and fell. I caught myslef the wrong way and hurt my elbow. I ended up having to go to the hospital for x-rays (ever been to the ER of a large hospital near the beach in July...UGH - what a madhouse). Turns out that I had, somehow, chipped the tip off of a bone in my elbow - I was in a sling the rest of the summer....and I still have a small piece of bone floating around in my elbow-area (occasionally it gets bumped into a muscle or nerve and kills for a few days).
Almost forgot -- the following summer I was hired to work at that same pool - that darn puddle was always there taunting me. I did my best not to let anyone near it for the two summers I worked there. (There was a ditch in the concrete at that spot that the condo refused to ever fix.)

coasterqueen replied: It was August 16, 1995 and DH and I were celebrating our 3rd dating anniversary (we weren't married at the time). Dh and I were working for a slum lord friend of his fathers fixing up apartments/houses. We'd do this in the summer between college semesters. Anyways, DH was painting a room and I was cleaning the windows. There were flies EVERYWHERE and driving me and so I was swatting them with a rag I had been using. It was towards the end of the work day. I was so hot, sweaty, gross feeling and extremely exhausted and cranky. I went to swat a fly on the oxboard floor (we had ripped the carpet up to get ready to replace it) and BAM I jammed my ring finger. Yes, I jammed my ring finger swatting a fly on the floor of this gross, disgusting slum house we were working on. Little did I know that Dh was going to propose to me that night. After I screamed in pain DH yanked my finger out and back in place (because I had no health insurance at the time) and ran to the store to get something to wrap it to keep it stable. So that night when he proposed to me I couldn't even wear my ring.

That was not only the strangest way, but the most embarassing way to hurt yourself, IMO.


Another one would be when I was in highschool. I was curling my hair and dropped the curling iron with my hair dangling in it and it hit my chin. I burned my chin and neck pretty badly and had to go to school and people thought I was given kickies on my chin and neck.

Sarah&Mackenzie replied: Well I was about 11 or 12 and I was walking around town with my friend and I was turning to talk to her when I hit a patch of uneven cement and went to catch myself when I realized there was a light pole right in front of me and I didn't have time to catch myself and I put a gash right above my Left eye right where the eyebrow is. Now I have a scar there and my eyebrow has never grown back.

Kaitlin'smom replied: I dont remmebr how old (thinking around 10) I was but I was putting away some clothes in a shifarobe (sp) and I lost me balance (somehow) and grabed the closet with my hand and sliced my thumb open, had to have have 10 stiches. I faited when my dad changed the dressing as I havd NEVER seen stiches before

jcc64 replied: So far, I think M2A wins the prize. The tip of your tongue???????? Yikes!!

My 2 weirdest injuries occurred as a child. When I was about 4, the neighborhood bully was throwing rocks at me. As I was ringing the doorbell of my own house (not sure why it was locked) to get my mom to let me in, I tumbled over the side of a railing, falling about 5 feet and landing on my head on the concrete driveway, fracturing my skull.
When I was a teenager at track practice, some idiot decided to drop a 16lb metal shot put on my hand as I sat on the ground, breaking a few fingers in the process.

~Roo'sMama~ replied: I've always been a big accident prone klutz, but so far I've managed to escape getting seriously hurt. The weirdest and probably the worst thing I've ever done ~ I was trying to do a back flip on my friend's trampoline, and I fell head-first onto the springs and ripped the top of my ear in half. When I got the stitches they had to just stitch up the skin over the torn cartilage - it was about 5 years ago and I still have the weird divot in my ear and it still hurts if I bump it. I don't know if cartilage grows back together... it still feels like it's torn to me.

I'm surprised I didn't break my neck though - my friend said that I fell straight up and down on my head, and I felt my neck crunch.

~Roo'sMama~ replied:
Eww!

When my brother was a little boy (I wasn't born yet) He was running with his mouth open - and he always had his tongue sticking out - he fell and cut his tongue in half length-wise on something sticking out - I think it was a nail but I don't remember the story.

MyBlueEyedBabies replied: I once sprained both of my wrists when standing on a folding chair. somehow i moved into the perfect position to make it fold and when I fell to the ground I put both hands down under me. I had a teacher make up a story for me about how I was rock climbing and fell from a couple hundred feet and caught that last rock before hitting the ground. HE said it sounded less nerdy
I am from a family of clutzy people so getting hurt is nothing new for us. I also got a concussion playing soccer because I dove into the goal post thinking I was a few feet farther away than i was.

MamaJAM replied:
Something similar happened to a friend of mine --
We were riding together in the last seat on a roller coaster. I'm not sure why - but we decided to try and turn facing backwards (just our heads). We hit a turn on a hill and banged our heads into each other. Her chin hit the back of my head -- she bit the side off of her tongue.
I felt so guilty (I just had a teeny bump on my head) -- she couldn't eat solid food for 2 months!

CAMSMOM1 replied: I'm totally accident prone! But I'll give three stories, but I have a bunch more...


I played soccer for 14 years. I was the goalie. I've gotten 3 head concusions. One of the worst concusions, was when I was diving for the ball, and the girl on the other team kicked me in the head, like you would kick a ball. I was out for a few min, out cold. I finally got up, and told everyone I was ok, and stayed in the game as the goalie. I was standing there in the goalie box, just weaving and swurfing, and they were kicking balls at me and I wouldn't even more. I was seeing double, and was going to through up. Finally, my Dad insisted I be pullled out. That was my 3rd head concusion, and the doctor said if I got hit in the head again, I would be permently BLIND. So, I had to drop out of soccer. It's to bad, my couch said I would've been able to play in college.

The other time was in Jr. High school. And I was playing dodge ball. I hit my hand on the top of my friend's head, and my wrist started turning black and blue. My Mother didn't take me to the doctors for a WEEK...and come to find out, I broke my wrist in 3 places. I had to have a full arm cast, up to my shoulder, for 8 weeks. During that time I was the Capt. of the Cheer Squad. And I still performed, it was hilarious because I could only do one motion with my right arm..up and down. You'd had to see it, pretty funny. I still harrass my Mom for not believing me, how could she not tell I broke my wrist?

And when I was about 5 we had a Do-Boy Pool, and I was running up the brick steps to get in the pool, and I slipped. I feel directly on my private parts, and it started bleeding. I told me Mom, "Look, I'm bleeding in my privates like you do!" We still laugh about that one!

Mom2Boyz replied: I once gave myself whiplash eating beef jerky I had to go to the er because I couldn't move my neck at all!!! The er dr said that it was worse than some of the cases he'd seen in people who were involved in car wrecks. LOL
I got to be off work for 3 days though

Insanemomof3 replied:


Do I dare ask how you do that????

mom2haley replied: LOL...if my parents were still here they would agree that the strangest way I ever hurt myself was by toothpicks. Yes, toothpicks. No matter what, I always was the one to find them with my foot. I can't tell you how many times I did that. One time, I remember my mom was trying to take one out and she had to throw me over the couch just to keep me still.

To this day, toothpicks are NOT allowed in my house.

jem0622 replied: Back in the day, the Dukes of Hazzard was popular. My sister dared me to jump over roller skates she had put on the grass. So I jumped over them and sprained my ankle.

Insanemomof3 replied: Ok, mine happened just a few minutes ago. I was playing with the boys and cleaning up their rooms. Tristan came up to me a slapped me in the face. So I went to grab him to tell him that was NOT OK. He crawled away from me (he was crawling because he tripped on his way away from me) and I hopped up to grab at his leg, and bent my thumb backwards after JAMMING it into the floor. OMG I think I sprained it. It hurts to move it now, and I have to work tonight.

BAC'sMom replied: I am always hurting myself one way or another. My husband has told me on more than one occasion that he is going to buy me a rubber suit.
Let’s see …..When I was a teenager I was getting ready for school I was putting on my makeup in the bathroom. When I applied the powder I had the urge to sneeze so I braced myself by putting my hands on the sink. As I sneezed I hit my nose on the sink and about knocked myself out. Needless to say a had a huge knot on my nose.

luvmykids replied: At WalMart I already had the kids in the car and had loaded the back of the Excursion. I was already pulling the back door down and heard an awful scream and while still pulling the door down poked my head in the back of the car. Next thing I knew someone was helping me up and telling me I needed to go to the hospital. I knocked myself out in the parking lot!

Rileysmom replied: I broke my nose 7 times cheerleading in high school....that one always gets weird looks when I tell people.