Out of the stupidest kind of injuries I have managed to claim first prize. I broke my ankle by running and falling in a hole when I was 9, putting me in a cast for 6 weeks. At 11 I slipped in the shower and cut my leg open on our medal frame. That took twenty two stitches, eight inside(not dissovable; had to pull them out), and fourteen outside. It also took four months to recover and get me leg working right and serving as a great reminder is the constant ache in it from the cut nerves that can't be fixed and the scar on my knee at over 2 inches long. I have broken my toes and managed to misplace a bone in my finger because I was mad at my brother and slammed his door on my hand. I have also sprained my wrist because I slipped in the mud and fell off a hill.
Yesterday I was walking through my living room by the fireplace and managed to rush my leg forward across the bricks. This sliced open my skin on my toe beyond clean enough for stitches, completely took my nail, and probably broke it. I can't say why these dumb injuries happen to me. I am really smart and most of the time sure footed but I can tend to become a bit clumsy causing the above injuries. Alot of people have this happen but to them but the thing is that I really never know what I will do next!
Isn't this picture cool. Its the trees reflection on my pond.
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