Just say Ouch!

[Lynne]

I sneeze and hurt my back...lol

When I was about 6, I was on a swing set and fell off the swing, breaking my right arm. We were just learning how to print so with the cast on my arm I learned to write with all the letters slanting backwards instead of forward as I pulled my arm across the page. Still write like that! And I have never since been able to watch a child on a swing, or to watch anything that swings in the air. It actually will make me ill and give me vertigo.

Awe so you never played in the swings again? That is so sad.

 

[Lynne]

Some here have heard the story so I’ll make it brief. I came home from my night shift about 7 am and found a rabbit was loose from the cage. I grabbed a fishing net and proceeded to chase it around the yard. I stuck my toe in a rut and did a face plant, fracturing my ribs on one side. I was in so much pain I thought I’d have to lay there all day till someone found me. Somehow that idea was worse than enduring the pain to crawl up to the house. There are few things more painful than injured ribs. The best couple of months were hell. The rabbit won the day.

 

[garnetsilver]

Just remembered another one. I was scolding my teen aged daughter (you know how they like to argue) and wasn't paying attention, so we were approaching a bus shelter and I was carrying some groceries. I walked right into a low, metal bar that ran along the side of the shelter, and badly bruised my shins. It was embarrassing too, because there were people sitting in the shelter watching the whole thing.

 

[Donna K.]

Somehow that idea was worse than enduring the pain to crawl up to the house.

I agree whole-heartedly - and the older I get the worse the thought and the more the effort to 'get up old women', they'll start talking retirement home again... be dam*ed first. lolol

There are few things more painful than injured ribs. The best couple of months were hell. The rabbit won the day.

Again... whole-heartedly agree. Can't breath, can't sit, can't get up or down or turn over, and The Creator himself will be Calletd on to help if you screw up and sneeze, cough, or pass wind. If ya bruise them you might as well break em' and the emergency room gives you an ibuprofen and a referral where the specialist say's the obvious and to stay down, don't lift, don't move at all EXCEPT to do these little bitty barely bothersome (hurts like h*ll) exercises twice a day this week then THESE (contortionist would frown) for the next two then come back and we'll rinse and repeat. What? Something for pain??? Well, if you FEEL like you need them (stares so hard you actually start FEELING like you are the junkie weakling he's insinuating you are) - then he hands you a prescription for 10 lowest dose possible generic pain pills with a big old NO REFILLS label in giant letterss to let your pharmacist and every Joe, Dick, and Harry clean out to the parking lot watch you through slitted eyes and mentally put you on their neighborhood watch list.

 

[GoneWestUtah]

Lucky for all of you, it's way too long a list for me to peck-out on a smartphone!

And lucky for me that God usually protects well-intentioned idiots.