what's your stupidist injury?

Ouchie! Quick healing vibes heading your way...

I broke my nose on a bouncy castle with my own knee. I was 19 at the time.

Ouch!

my latest was Saturday when I thought it would be clever when I dropped my straighteners to catch them between my legs

I dislocated my knee. Standing up...

I did not "mind the gap" and fell under a train. I broke my wrist in three places and those fractures were displaced when I was pulled up by my wrists cos I was scared and not moving so they thought I'd broken my back (I was 4)

I was playing tag in the playground and tripped and shattered my kneecap when I was 10

when I was 16 I shattered all the bones in my left hand playing hockey. My hand was crushed between two hockey sticks.

Last year around this time I was in a cast because I jumped over my handbag in the hallway and broke my ankle and tore the ligaments.

ive broken a lot of bones tho! This is just a fun sample of some of the stupidest!

Ok, I was lolling until I read your post barcagirl!!! Does your OH wrap you up in cotton wool before you leave the house??

I cracked my ankle walking down stairs...the irony being id taken mum to the docs that morning to have her fractured ankle 'signed off'!

Haha oh please lol at mine they're ridiculous injuries!!

it was suggested that bubble wrap be used alas I cause injury to myself in the house also so there really is no hope!!

Missing the step whilst carrying a basket of laundry down the stairs to be washed...fell down 2 stairs, landed funny, broke my foot in my places, sprained my wrist and damaged lots of muscles in my back/shoulders. I ended up walking round with a broken foot for a good few days as I thought that I had just sprained it badly

When I lived alone I had a Baby Belling oven with the grill at the top (procured from my uncle's dodgy mate for £20) and once I burned my forehead leaning in to see if my toast was done. I'm always burning myself, tripping over etc, but I think that's the most ridiculous.

Ouchie - hope you feel better soon.

Mine well, 1st one I dislocated my shoulder playing red rover as a teenager cos me and my friends were 'bored' - roll on 8 years later & 7 dislocations later, I finally have an operation and thankfully my shoulder is perfect these days.

More recently, not quite stupid but I should have known better - did in my ACL on my knee skiing in January. I knew I was tired and not concentrating but still went down that last run... oh well - another op coming up. Some day I'll cop on.

When I was little I was jumping on the bed and my Mum shouted me for dinner, I jumped off and landed on a plug that was facing upwards so ended up going to hospital.

I do stupid things like open a cupboard door and forget about it then rattle my head off it.

OH is really clumsy and almost knocked himself out when I was in labour with M cause he hit his head on the huge light above the bed, he forgot it was there and did it again and ended up leaning against the wall confused looking, was hilarious. He does worse things than me all the time so forever being laughed at for being daft haha.

Lol, these are really cheering me up! I'm glad I'm not the only idiot ?

Oh I am the best at this...

on my last day of uni I was getting ready to go on a night out and England were playing in euro 2004 or something. Wayne Rooney scored a goal and I decided to knock on my housemates bedroom door and do a silly dance around to celebrate. As I jumped in the air I landed on a bin bag off rubbish waiting to be put out for the bin men. This bag contained a pyrex measuring jug which promptly broke as I jumped on it.

I saw my best friends face drop and heard what I though was running water.No no,it was the blood pouring out of my foot where the glass had gone through it. Que one blue lighted trip to hospital, a nice overnight stay, xrays to decide if there was any glass left in the wound, exceptional painkillers (which I had an allergic reaction too) and 3 months on crutches while everything back inside my foot decided to heal.

Whats even nicer is our landlord took my deposit from me as I had "ruined" the caret on the hall stairs and landing....

I also have kept the piece of glass, im sure I flashed it before....

My second one is where I broke my arm in our own back garden. I had stepped outside to feed the chickens in the first real snow of winter in 2009 when I slipped and came down onto my hand which in turn broke my arm at the elbow. I sat in the snow for a minute in shock and then decided to text MrMini to tell him. He was at work and politely inquired as to what I wanted him to do about it. I decided at this point the absolute best course of action was to get into my car and drive in the snow to work. Its about 15 miles.

I got to work surprising one piece and went up to my team at which point i promptly burst into hysterical sobs and told one of my very started advisors that I had broken my arm. She got my Manager and took me to hospital where I waited 4 hours to be told I had a break but would have to come back after xmas to have an xray. So I decided the best thing to do would be to go back to work and work the rest of my shift- the painkillers may have had something to do with it.

I'm pretty clumsy and am always burning/cutting myself at work.

When I was younger I spilled a whole jug of freshly brewed coffee all over me. I was stripped in the car park and sprayed with deep freeze spray. Not my proudest moment!

There was the time I cut myself quite badly on a crusty roll too, I still don't understand how!

This actually made me gag just reading it, I can't imagine how painful it must have been! I can't believe you lost your deposit though, what a tw*t of a landlord.

I am forever walking into doorframes or tripping over my own foot. It's a wonder how I don't fall down more. My stupidest injury was at a ska convention in Christiania (hippy place in Copenhagen), I was quite drunk on Erdinger as I was matching the Danes drink for drink (stupid thing to do), when we went to leave I managed to avoid slipping on the beer on the floor, managed to get down the stairs to the exit but once we were away from danger I fell over my knee or something ridiculous and landed badly on all fours outside the venue. My knee got ripped to shreds. It didn't hurt at the time due to all the beer so we even went to McDonalds for a drunk snack but when I woke up the next morning I was in so much pain - H had to run around the whole of Copenhagen trying to find a pharmacy that was open as it was Easter weekend and everything was bloody shut! He managed it though. And I have never ever tried to match H's husbands drink for drink since.

Well it's not exactly an injury but it's pretty dumb of me......I was about 18 and found one of those suction hooks that u put on the wall. The kind where you put it against the wall and pull the hook down and it suctions onto the wall. I've no idea why I thought it was a good idea but I stuck it to my forehead and sat for about an hour with it on. When I took it off I had a bit purple love bite type mark on my forehead, it stayed for ages. Kn*bhead....literally!

Micro fractures to both knee caps after slipping (crashing) on the wooden floors.......haven't chased the kitten round the house since then. the hospital staff found it very amusing beings I'm 21 and drove my self to the hospital *hurts*

Barca girl falling down the gap on the train terrifies me!!

I feel like I should be a contender one for this.

About 5 years ago, so aged 25, I picked up my cat, Simba, for a cuddle but he was facing away from me. I spun him around to face me in my hands, and as I did, the *spin* whipped up a momentum on his paw as he turned, and his claws scratched open my eye. That was annoying.

Simba (sadly in cat heaven) was such a docile little thing and never scratched or hissed and was the least hostile cat you would ever meet. His paw was pointing downwards, but just me spinning him around meant he scratched my eyeball.

Had to go to A&E and lots of painkillers and anti-bios and was lucky it scratched just my iris.

Lesson learnt

Two weeks into my new teaching job I was leading my class to the library telling them to mind the jelly that had spilt on the stairs, but before I could finish my sentence I slipped on said jelly. I then fell down the stairs, fainted, and got carted off to hospital in an ambulance with a fractured hip. The shame!

Mini, I'm astounded by you!! How on earth did you manage to drive to work?? And your landlord was just ridiculous! Well. We really are a clumsy bunch aren't we lol

Hmmm... drinking in my bedroom with friends, tripped in heels on a work magazine and I thought I had just sprained my ankle, off I go out anyhow quite drunk, woke up next morning couldn't put weight on my foot, dad took me to casualty , x ray later no fracture but I had torn the ligaments in my ankle, 2 weeks in a cast and 6 months physio.

When I was in first form secondary school, I was walking back to school after lunch, decided I would walk on top of the crash barrier, I slipped and didn't think anything of it until I looked down and saw about a 5cm deep cut with skin flapping on my knee.. got stiches and then had an operation on it to tidy the scar up.

Not me but when my brother was a kid he cut his finger on a corn on the cob leaf. Only he'd actually severed nerves and all sorts and had to go off to a specialist hospital to have an op and be in a cast for weeks.

When l was 19 and drink in Lanzarote l broke my ankle. Running up and down the beach with my boyfriend wasn't a clever idea after all!

When my brother was about 6 he was eating pizza quickly and enthusiastically. He pulled it away from his mouth after a big bite, some cheese slapped back against his face burning the skin between his lower lip and chain. He had a burn scar for a while.

I also have cut my hand on a glass door whilst running out - was about 7 and the old school dining room door was glass, and one of the panels was hanging out. I went running out to play time and sliced my hand. Still has a massive scar running down my right hand.

And there was the time when I was about 8 and fell off my cabin bed. I was climbing down the ladder to go to the loo, slipped on the loose rung, through the rungs, under the bottom, slid along the floor and cracked my eye on the door frame. Kids at school the day after were evil as they are saying that it was my parents beating me as I ended up with carpet burns all down my body, 2 black eyes and a massive carpet burn scab thing on my face

Not a stupid injury but sure made me feel stupid.

A few weeks ago I'd let the pooch into the back garden for 'puddles' and realised he was actually wanting a No.2 so I grabbed a bag and headed out to clear it up (he has a disgusting habit of eating it so we have to clear it quickly). Anyway it had been heavily raining and when I stepped onto the grass I slipped. It was one of those slow motion falls where I got to decide how and where to fall. My main priority, I remember thinking clearly, was that I didn't have time to wash my coat before we were going away on holiday and so I mustn't land on my bottom or side as I'd get too dirty in the soggy grass. Cue lots of twisting and turning as I tried with lots of gusto to land on my knees. I succeeded but twisted both my knees and my lower back in the process.

Somehow I think I'd have been better off landing on my bum!

Just thought of another - I was climbing out of a swimming pool in Spain when I was about 13, someone trod on my fingers, so I slipped and cracked my chin on the pool side and split it open. Mum refused to let me go to the hospital because she wasn't letting me go to a "dirty spanish hospital" for stitches and she ended up holding my chin for hours until it stopped bleeding, and the edges started to join (still got a small scar)

Barca girl falling through a train gap sounds horrendous!! And mini just the thought of that story makes me feel icky - there must have been so much blood.

I've had loads of really stupid injuries. I'm very accident prone and constantly walking into things/tripping over my own feel/falling over things so I've always got bumps and bruises and embarrassing and public falls (falling down the escalator on the tube, slipping over in the supermarket etc).

Some of the big ones I can remember are breaking my big toe on my 18th birthday. I was having a house party and my friend bet me I couldn't reach his head if I did a high kick. Never one to say no to a challenge, I gave it a go but instead smashed my foot into the mantelpiece. I tore the toenail off and broke my toe it was very painful.

I also had a freak accident where a bowling ball (not proper bowling, the ones with the smaller balls usually in arcades etc), came spinning back down towards me and straight into my ankle, I fell on the floor. I only had bruises but it was just really weird the way it happened. I also shut my own head in a car door once, thank fully only bruises (I was trying to get in the back of a three door car and fell, pulling the door shut on my face accidentally while trying to regain balance). And a horse bit my finger (it was luckily still hanging on and they were able to stitch it back together but the blood was vile). Oh and not an injury as such but I once got my foot stuck in a pint glass too - it was on the stairs and I fell, and slipped down, and some how managed to get my foot wedged inside the glass. It took ages to get it off.

I think they're probably the weirdest I can remember at the moment

I always seem to injure myself on holiday and have lots of scars as souvenirs!

1, Tripped in the apartment whilst carrying crockery and made a 50p size hole in my wrist (that one has the best scar)

2, Cut my foot putting it through a window pane 'showing' my feet to my friend who was outside the chalet

3, Scarred my thumb washing up a broken glass - will teach me to go self catering!

4, Cut one knee on the edge of a bench larking around in my pyjamas.

5, Severely bruised the other knee falling UP steps in Cologne.

6, Burned and blistered my back on a hot water bottle this winter in a log cabin.

I missed a step and landed heavily on one foot so I sprained it. Still not right 7 weeks on and people keep offering to escort me up and down the stairs!

I'm not gonna lie the train one wasn't fun but I was only 4 and I don't remember much of it. If I'm honest my overriding memory is my Uncle who came to pick us up from the hospital eating all the chocolate buttons he had bought me cos he was bored waiting around! Haha the things we remember!

My dog broke my nose by headbutting me. - The hospital did not believe that story!