Worst birthday? Not quite but….

[KarenOH]

Last year I woke up for my 40th birthday in sunny Brighton in a hotel room overlooking the sea.

this year I’m in an urgent care because I’m having horrible pain in my liver area. The TV is blasting BBC news. Least it’s sunny?

not quite my worst birthday ever but it’s gonna be top 5.

anyone got a shit birthday tale?

Sorry you having a bad day! Happy birthday.

I had quite literally a shit birthday last year. Great plans for a family day then big party. I got sickness and the shits the day before. The party went ahead without me, they all had a cracking evening ! 🙈

Party planned, popped to supermarket for supplies. It was pouring with rain, didn't see kerb running across car park, slipped and broke my ankle. No party for me!

My husband was abroad with work, and we had just got a new rescue dog.
I took her out on the morning of my birthday, she met a new friend and they both raced around, knocking me over and causing an ankle injury which took 6 weeks to heal. They tied the other dog's walker to a lamppost with their leads and I had to get up and untie her while holding both dogs.
Dog then lunged and banged my head off a lamppost when I put her poo bag in the bin, which resulted in a black eye.
I stumbled home, vowing to curl up until DH got home so nothing else bad could happen. Just before he got in, it was announced that the Queen had passed away.
Still not actually my worst birthday but very eventful!

Sorry you had a rubbish birthday OP.

I think my worst was I started a professional training course on my birthday. I accidentally checked into a hotel which turned out to be next to a strip club and was essentially a brothel. I discovered this when woken up in the night by drunk blokes talking loudly outside my room. Opened my door to give them an earful and quickly established that their conversation related to comparing the price of their escorts, with their room doors wide open and the women still there sat on the bed wrapped in the bed sheets. However, given their presentation, I became concerned that they were now aware I was a woman staying there alone, so I spent the night with a chest of drawers across the locked door of my hotel room to prevent them trying to get in to my room... Not the best night away.

My worst was whilst I was at uni. My birthday is the end of May and fell on the bank holiday that year. It would have been great, only we inexplicably had an exam at 9 in the morning. I had tonsillitis and had a bad reaction to the antibiotics so I was plastered in blotchy spots and everyone kept staring at me. Did the exam and crawled home to bed. Fun times!

My 18th

My mother is a narc,my father enables her and I'm the scapegoat

She gave me a tenner and told me to get a 'beer and a takeaway'

I sat,with my ex,on the floor of his dark bedsit and ate it

No presents or even a card-just a £10 note

2 years later,my brother had a posh meal out for his 18th,at the most expensive restaurant she could book,months in advance (endless food,beers,balloons,banners,presents etc and lots of friends along) and again with my twin brothers 4 years after that (same as my other brothers-it went on for hours)

It wasn't the money spent at all-it was the fact that my 18th wasn't worth the effort

(I'm now nc as she tried to pull the same stunt for my 21st-she refused to do anything for it until my brothers told her that it wasnt fair-so we went for a cheap meal at the nearest pub,no friends,no beers-nothing,just what she could book on the day)

My present was a cheap watch (I don't wear watches) still with the sale sticker on it and not wrapped-my brothers got watches worth a few hundred and a massive pile of presents each (all beautifully wrapped)

It was like sitting in a wake-eat and run-it was all over within the hour-none of my friends,just the members of my family,sat,grimly eating,no talking or laughing allowed

Again,it wasn't about the money at all-it was the fact she had to be told that I was worth going out for-and she claimed she'd forgotten the date of my birthday and had to be reminded,and she had to be nagged for weeks to put something together (she loves organising stuff-its not wife work for her-she has to be in charge of events,she loves the praise for being good at pulling things together)

Fast forward to my 43rd birthday

We'd lost my darling fil in the Feb,had him cremated in the march (covid) and we didn't want a fuss for mine in april-i couldn't have felt less like celebrating so we spent it,under the dark cloud of loss,at home

I miss that man so much

My father's funeral was on my birthday. Not sure what tops that, really.

I was in itu after giving birth. The nurses were given my birthday cake apparently.

My 40th birthday
In a women's refuge all alone not even other women there that weekend ... no weekend staff and a 3 month old baby to look after in a country I didnt speak the language of

@Sharontheodopolodous

Great user name.

So glad you had a great father in law since your parents let you down.

My 30th birthday: I'd had a baby four months before and I was still carrying so much extra weight that - even sitting up in bed - I couldn't reach over my tummy to my right foot to try and relieve the pressure of a painful ingrowing toenail.

I did my best nevertheless to enjoy my special lie-in...until my DH brought the mail up to me, and along with three or four birthday cards was a letter from my car insurance brokers saying they could no longer insure me because my job title had changed from "technical writer" to "journalist" and this clearly meant I could be ferrying Cabinet ministers around in my car at any moment!

I was on mat leave, and in any case I was assistant editor on a tiny specialist magazine for petrol station operators, not the chief political correspondent at the BBC! I wasn't getting any Cabinet ministers hitching a ride in my nine-year-old Vauxhall Chevette - I just used it to commute from home to my office in the next town over.

Haha thank you
Massive fan of birds of a feather-and Sharon is my favourite

I adore my in-laws,mil is still alive and we utterly adore her-she's an angel without wings,the strongest woman I've ever met and who I want to be when I'm a granny myself (2 months to go!)

I wish she was my mum,but we have an agreement that she is my mum in every way but in blood (she treats me so well and like a dd)

Sadly,they lost their own dd in 2000 (she was very ill) and I fill a tiny bit of the hole she left (I will never replace her-rightfully so)

It was a dark day when we lost fil-we miss him so much

Damn you cancer

Long time ago now but my granny died on my 22nd. I was still living at home and she never joined us for the family get together in the house which was unusual for her but she’d just said that day she wasn’t feeling herself and wanted to have a quiet night in. Later after everyone else had gone home my Uncle called to say that she had passed away 😔