Most Ridiculous Injury you have ever had in your life?

[DionneB]

as we have had serious injury , what are some ridiculous injuries you have had in your life before?

i would say slipping on some ice outside Bargin Booze and not being able to walk properly for 3 days afterwards , not fun times.

@fusioluxe

Nairobi Hospital. Very lucky that the top maxiliofacial surgeon in the country happened to be there, he trained at Guys in London.

Having a clear out and had an old cheese grater in a rubbish bag against the stairs.

Went to go up the stairs and somehow sort of slipped off the edge of the step. Cheese-grated actual strips off the entire sole of my foot as it slid down the cheese-grater.

Managed to be even more agonising than it looked (which was pretty shocking!)

LouiseHumphreys81 Wow!

Are 6 jumped through a 'hoop' outside a petrol station (spinning sign... the spinning part had come off but the bolt was still there) - 16 stitches in my head
7th birthday party got run over when I ran out to greet one of the guests, lucky to get away with bruises
Age 10 jumped off a high wall and kneed myself in the eye (it's never been the same)
Age 31 got rugby tackled by then fiancé (now dh) in a field on way home from pub as part of some jovial high jinks, broke my leg.
Age 49 came off a summer toboggan run (along with the toboggan) on a mountain in Austria - badly bruised (still think I actually broke something but didn't get checked out)

I stood on a wasp once, which understandably stung me.

Hopping around complaining, I managed to twist my ankle, putting both legs out of action. My mum found me on my back weeping on the kitchen floor. I was 21. Not my finest hour, and my foot was blue for weeks and weeks. The wasp did not survive.

I once knelt down on the grass in my parents' garden, right onto a bee. Yes they can sting more than once - little bugger stung me on the inside of both knees.

Rode my friend's bike straight into a gorse bush when I was about 8, after swerving to avoid a dog turd on the pavement. I think it took my dad armed with a pair of tweezers about two hours to pull all the thorns out of my bum.

Dislocated my little finger when it was kicked by a day-old (and tiny) foal.

Slid down a snowy step on the way to the hutch in the garden while carrying a colander full of guinea pig food, which shot straight up in the air and showered down into my eyes as I was lying flat on my back on the ground, having strained my back so much I couldn't move.

Got bitten by a kitten on the finger and ended up in hospital on an antibiotic drip for three days as the bite got infected and they thought I might lose my finger. I had a fortnight off work and they had to employ someone to do my inputting on the computer for me when I eventually went back. Had to wear a brace thing for several months. Years ago that was, and I still can't straighten that finger.

And today - opened a Feliway plug-in, got an almighty sneezing fit and got a paper cut on the instruction leaflet. Thought I had a nosebleed until I realised the blood was coming out of my finger.

I have just realised that the common denominator in all these blunders is animal-related.

Early twenties I was signed off from work with chicken pox, they cleared before my sick note ended and boss wanted confirmation that I was ok to be in work again. I fell off the bus outside the doctors and broke my foot!

icantthinkofanotherone you have a very outdoorsy life!

Fusioluxe not really, it's only about one calamity a decade!

I never mentioned the time I fell backwards off a chair and the point of the pencil I was chewing went straight through my lip, did I? The lead broke off and was embedded under the skin for quite a long time. It disappeared in the end, must have dissolved.

Not my disaster, but I once worked with someone who came back to work from his skiing holiday on crutches and with his leg in plaster. Apparently he never got anywhere near a pair of skis - they'd just arrived and he tripped and fell down the plane steps

I decided to test if the creme caramel I'd just made was set by poking my finger in it. Still don't have a fingerprint years later.

Too many to count but here are a few.

When I was 4 my 20+ yr old sister accidentally gave me (thankfully) diluted antifreeze to drink as dad had stored it in an old pop bottle. Ended up with chemical burns in my mouth, throat, and stomach, also ended up as drunk as a skunk striped naked and sang Tom Jones and Shania Twain songs on the way into hospital.
Aged 8 I dove onto my bottom bunk forgot to duck and smacked my forehead into the frame, bounced backwards smacking the back of my head into the floor. Ended up at the local hospital for concussion.
Again aged 8 I caught a lightbulb when it fell out of the fitting burning my hand.
When I was around 10 I gave myself concussion and a nosebleed by hitting myself in the back of the head with a golf club. Ended up in a hospital in scotland for concussion.
Aged about 13 I pressed my hand against a metal kettle that had just boiled to see how hot it was, burning my hand.
Other stupid and accidental but self inflicted injuries continue.
Aged 22 I tripped and fell over someone who stopped directly in front of me and my uni Christian Union Weekend away. Cut my leg open through my jeans and scarred my leg above the knee and upper thigh (was more mentally scarred by the very attractive first aid qualified 3rd Year med student wanting me to take my trousers off so he could fix it) thankfully after some convincing he gave me what I needed and let me fix it myself as I am also a qualified first aider. My friend thought it was hilarious though. Also in the same fall I crushed between 4-8 bones in my hand and didn't notice for over a month as there was no bruising and I have a high pain tolerance. My hand is now messed up forever and hurts like hell in cold weather or I use it too much without the support.
Aged 22 multiple occasions of play fighting with my friend have resulted in minor bruising or muscle aches because as gentle as he tries to be he is very strong and I don't know my own strength, but it's fun so we continue)
Aged 23 wrestling with said friend managed to pull my damaged hand and cause it to shake none stop for months afterwards, I didn't tell him because I knew he'd feel bad even though it was equally my fault but when my best friend told him how I'd hurt it again in passing he turned up at my uni house with sweets, biscuits and frozen on DVD.
Aged 23 had a tickle fight in Disneyland Paris again with said friend and we both managed to hurt ourselves laughing too much.
Aged 23 still in Disney I couldn't get the harness on the Hyperspace mountain to click in properly so the aforementioned friend jammed it down for me, unfortunately before the trip I'd burnt myself in the sun and had a healing blister just above my right breast which the harness managed to land on. Leading me to yell A boobs, A boobs for a good minute while trying to move it from it's very squashed position. He was torn between wanting to laugh, apologise and mortification that I was yelling boobs at him while trying to move them. Poor sod asked me if I wanted any help, realised what he'd said and then dug himself into a hole where he commented that he didn't mean that he wanted to touch my boobs and then panicked said that not that he doesn't want to touch my boobs and then panicked again and started singing while I way dying with laughter. Thankfully our friends in front of us heard nothing but they were very confused at the state we were in once we'd gotten off the ride.
Aged 23 after visiting this friend for his birthday for 4/5 days (much to the amusement of my family and our mutual friends) I managed to trip over my suitcase going upstairs after getting of the train home. So I arrived home exhausted and limping which brings nothing but hilarity and double entendres.

Slip n slide for my Dc birthday. After most had gone. Jumped on to slide down, as o did a kid jumped over from the other lane and my forehead smashed into his head. Ended up with a massive cut in my eyebrow and an inch bump standing out from my face. Blood dripping down my face I’m asking the kid if he’s ok, and he’s looking scared at me asking if I’m ok. I’m fine, fine, how are YOU? Probably should have gone for stitches.

The following summer, hired a people mover and was putting the back seat forward, it sprung forward and smashed into my face. Got me just below my left eye. “Are you ok mum?”
I’m fine, fine. Spent 2 weeks walking around looking like my husband had punched me in the face

First holiday abroad without adults (17) and I managed to break my wrist diving backwards into the swimming pool landing on a child’s head. (Said child was fine and had appeared from nowhere!)

Also managed to get a nail under my eyeball when I was 6 playing with tools in the garage.. really bloody lucky!

First time I was allowed to go into the city with my girlfriends, about 14yo. I HAD to spend several hours getting ready, of course, and washing my hair mid morning was imperative. Flipped my whole head forward into my towel to dry it. And whacked my forehead/browbone straight onto the portable radiator in my bedroom. It wasn’t on, thankfully, but the blue/black swelling made me look like a tiny, trendily-dressed gorilla. The pain was so bad I could barely speak.

My friends flat-out refused to be seen with me when we met up, and I had to go home. Felt soooooo miserable at the time, but was likely quite concussed so best I wasn’t wandering the city!

Im one of those people that doesn't like eating cold food. I can even tolerate sandwiches. So I decided it would a good idea to warm a boiled egg in the microwave for my lunch. First bite and the thing exploded in my face. Hot. Cue swollen lips nd peeling skin on nose and cheeks for days and having to embarrassingly explain to people why I looked like that. I didn't eat boiled eggs for 2 years after that.

Was doing sprint intervals on a treadmill. To save time I set it going at 16kph and then jumped on and off it each time. Worked for the first three. Fourth time I didn't get it quite right. Legs went out from under me but because I was holding the side bars (for some reason I paniced and clung on) my shins got dragged across the moving belt. The friction shredded both my leggings and my shins.

I got married that weekend with burns dressings all over my legs- fortunately I had a long dress.

I've almost done myself an injury laughing at all your injuries, sorry 😂
My daughter has reminded me of another of mine from a few years ago when I fell over the cats scratching post.
I went straight down face first where my face actually bounced off the floor, bursting my nose and gave my forehead a large bump and bruised my boobs. ( I think they went from a DD cup to an A cup and back )
Sitting on the kitchen floor dazed and trying to stem the bleeding, my husband announced ' I told you that you would be shit at pole dancing '

Was waterskiing (on a slalom ski) and fell and the ski came up and sliced my head open. I wanted to keep skiing, people in boat wanted me to stop - I didn't realize I'd been cut since my face and hair were wet with lake water anyway. I finally realized I was bleeding and got back in boat.

Oh! Once at work, not too long ago, I don't know how I did it but shut my boobs in my middle desk drawer! Slammed them, really! I screamed out and was laughing and crying at the same time and the secretaries came running and were convulsed with laughter.

As a teenager, pole vaulting in my dad's garden using the pole that held up the washing line. Discovered that you really can jump very far by pole vaulting, i.e. over the wall at the end of the garden and down a hole. Was slightly too old by then to come in from the garden with two bloody knees.

I ended up with an egg on my head by walking into a lamppost😂. I also managed to injure my little finger on my right hand by stubbing it on a wall I was walking past, still haven’t worked out how I did that one but it hurt for weeks!

broke 2 toes falling out of bed gave them a good laugh in a and e

I stubbed my toe on my husband, and broke it.

Oh, how I was teased.

Ripped my peroneal tendon (ankle) while dancing to Chris de Burgh's Patricia The Stripper on Xmas Eve, in heels which I fell off. Needed major surgery and was off work for 8 weeks.