What's the dumbest injury you ever had?

Umm putting my hand in a mixer and accidentally leaning on the button, luckily quickly whipped my hand out with just a nasty cut but could have been my fingers gone

Sprayed furniture polish containing silicone on to an already laminated floor.
To make it smell nice !! Of course!!
Seriously.
That stupid.
Shouted to OH " watch you don't slip on that floor";
Half an hour later ran across it in bare feet to get to the shower.
Slipped , fell heavily and broke my wrist.
True Story.

Saw my d.I.l’s parents car, pulling into my drive. I was still in my pyjamas, so ran to get dressed, tripped, fell, hurting my nose on the door frame, nosebleed. Fortunately for me, they probably had a phone call and were on the phone for a good 15 minutes. Gave me time to get dressed and put an ice cube on my nose and…..compose myself before they actually knocked on the door. 😂

Trying not to disturb DH, so I didn’t put the light on. Misjudged a step, fell downstairs - top to bottom - and broke my arm. In retrospect, it could’ve been a lot worse.

It was a wet day, trying to amuse my (then toddler) son by throwing a soft ball up and down our hallway. Put my hand out to catch it, caught my finger on the wall and bent it right back. Must have broken it, because it still looks wonky now - more than 25 years later!

Struggled to get out of a claw foot bath in a hotel as the bubble bath had made it slippery. In the process managed to trap my toe in the plughole! Getting it out was difficult and really hurt. Wasn’t happy when DH laughed!

Slipped on a cooked apple slice.
My fault. I should have removed it from the floor 10 mins earlier.

Had to have physio on my knee.
When got to physio explained what had happened.
Turned out I needed phyios on both knees.
1 leg had gone out, one had tucked in under.
The knee I had gone there for was better than the one I thought was ok!

Never think both knees have been quite the same again.

One of my kids got concussion from walking into a ‘Mind Your Head’ sign in a shop.

As a 5' high nurse I was unable to reach the wall rack of stainless steel bedpans in the sluice, too many for the rack, so piled on top of it. To get one down for a needy patient, I jumped up and grabbed one in mid air, dislodging the entire stack, which rained down on my head. I went out like a light, to be found by my colleague on the floor with a large lump on my head! I was carted off to sick bay on quarter hourly observations. I was accused of doing it deliberately by the senior nurse, as we were due to perform last offices on a recently deceased patient!

My husband and I were sitting on the bed talking harmlessly enough. We decided it was time to go out so my husband uncrossed his legs, which meant swinging one over the other. Unfortunately I bent forward to put my shoes on and his swinging foot caught me in the face and split the root of one of my front teeth. Our dentist was a born again Christian and it proved quite difficult to explain that my husband had nearly kicked my tooth out.

I fell off my bike. But I was in our front garden completely stationary but day dreaming.
Fell sideways and broke my arm.
Parents thought I was OK and only took me to hospital the next day.

Just the two:

When I was expecting my daughter 44 years ago, for some reason I decided todo some ironing in the nude. I burnt my tummy. A little while later I was at the JR in Oxford with extreme morning (all day really) sickness. The obstetrician offered to try out their new scanning machine and print off a Polaroid of my baby. He spotted the burn scar on my tummy and said his wife had done the exact same thing.

I have scarring on my left eyebrow. As my eyebrows have thinned it is more obvious. On one of our first dates OH took me to his Shooting club. He somehow managed to swing his gun round, which was apparently loaded, and catch my eyebrow with the barrel! There was a lot of blood. He was mortified and doesn’t like being reminded. I haven’t been shooting with him since.

As a teenager waiting for the bus home after school, I saw my bus coming and stuck my hand out. I was so focussed on ‘my’ bus I didn’t notice another bus swing in. It hit my outstretched hand and I stumbled on to my bus in considerable pain. I had a piano lesson that afternoon and was so embarrassed explaining to my piano teacher why I couldn’t use my left hand.

My sister and brother-in-law law had been visiting us here in Canada one summer. We all had a really lovely visit. As they were leaving the house to go to the airport my bil gave me a great big bear hug that lifted me off my feet, cracking a rib in the process.

Breaking a finger by being attacked by the attic “lid”. I was pushing it closed and expected it to close. It didn’t.

Not me but an ex boyfriend, he caught his foreskin in a zip. 😱

I use a garden kneeler and was working on the bed at the side of the drive. Pushed myself up from the kneeler, fell over backwards taking it with me and banged my head and shoulder on the car door! There was no-one around so I just lay there until the sky stopped going round and round and then got up. Battered but unbowed fortunately!

Two contenders for me.

In the middle of summer, I’d hired a huge commercial sander to strip the downstairs floorboards. It was very hot work, so I closed the curtains and stripped down to my bra and pants, adding a baseball cap, a pair of sunglasses and a scarf round my mouth to keep the dust out. I managed to trip over a rolled up carpet while carrying the radio from one room to the other and landed flat out, cracking my head on the radio and knocking myself out briefly. Thank goodness I came to quickly and nobody else had to find me in that state of elegance!

The other. I polished the heavy wooden trunk in front of the window, completely forgetting that I used to jump onto it to open said window. Did that the next day at speed…left leg slid from under me, right leg crashed into top rim of trunk, and I ended up with a one inch dent in my shin, matched by a one inch swelling above it. I had a bone bruise that took a full eighteen months to heal.

Being bitten on a finger by a chimpanzee at the fair. They were in a mesh-covered pit and I didn't read the signs saying not to touch. I spent the rest of my visit in A&E and got told off by my mother for being late home.

Many years ago I was sitting on a deck chair in the garden. The old style with the moveable wooden rod across the frame to adjust the incline.

I stupidly decided to move the chair round to face the sun while I was still sitting in it. I put both hands to the sides of the deckchair and attempted to shuffle the chair around.

The deckchair collapsed and folded flat with both my hands trapped underneath it and my full weight on it. One hand was under the chair frame but my other hand was caught by the fingertips in the folding mechanism.

I managed to free one hand and roll over but it took me a further few minutes to prise the frame open and release my trapped fingertips from the tightly closed frame. The pain was excruciating but amazingly no broken bones just bruised and swollen fingers.

I’ve had a life long aversion to deck chairs since that day 😀

Not checking for icy steps one Christmas night,

I went out at midnight to check that the garage was locked and bounced down the steps and landed under my car.
DH was oblivious, my neighbour heard me screaming.

It took six months to diagnose, that I had two fractured vertebrae. Fortunately, I was asked to take part in a trial, funded by the Mayo clinic.
My spine is held together by bone cement!

The first that comes to mind is injury caused be walking straight into glass patio doors while on holiday. My nose has never been the same shape since.

What made it worse was that OH had a very bad back at the time, so iwhen we were out together over the following couple of weeks, him grimacing and hobbling and me with my bruised nose and black eyes, (casued by the frames of my glasses), we must have looked like we had been fighting!

I sat under the tree in the garden and the back leg of the chair went down a rabbit hole, and tipped me into the large pampas bush, head first. I was still stuck in the chair and had to use all my strength to extricate myself. Grazes all over my face and arms, and put my back out. I felt such a fool.

Pushing not pulling a runner bean end through a little sharp shredder. Oh the pain and the blood, stupid thing to do and then hunting for a dressing with my finger in the air. I found one stretch finger bandage in my first aid kit.