The Incident

Jumping
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Some of the best stories of my life are the ones that involve injuries. There was the time I did the cannon ball in my uncles pool and ended up tearing the ligaments in my ankle. Or the time I got a concussion at work in the bank vault and could only keep repeating a few phrases like 'ouch' and 'i hurted my head'.

My injury stories are, for some reason, always over the top and end in halarity for someone. I have learned in my wise 27 years, to recognize a good story in the making and I did just that on Sunday night. Enjoy!

So there I was, almost to bed. The clock showed 9:02 which meant I was two minutes behind schedule. I was hurrying, my mind filled with something. I dont remember exactly what I was thinkin about, but something had my full attention. I was putting soap in the washing machine and typically, the next step is to fill it and then shut the lid.

Unfortunately, this night was not destined for things to go in order and thus, I pushed the button to release the lid from where it hung and then gripped the washing machine as I bent to pick up some dirty clothes.

Keep in mind, that lid, mixed with gravity, is making a beeline straight to my fingers that are curled around the opening of the washing maching lid.

The edge of the lid hit right across the second knuckle of each finger with a loud crash and after the split second it took me to remember to breath, all sorts of things were going wrong in my brain. Speaking in normal tones was no longer an option and every other word was quite notably a bad word. (sorry mom)

Usually, in these cases, my first instinct is to walk it off. I was fixing to do just that when I looked down and saw this foreboding green bump rising on the knuckle of my ring finger.

Thats when the giggly panic started. I called everybody until PeePee the Almost Candian Doc calmed me down.

So far, everything seems to be just fine. No breaks that they can see so far and I woke up to a lovely bluish-green line across all four of the fingers on my right hand. That lid sure left its mark! I would have told you all about this sooner, unfortunately, it hurt to type yesterday so I left you all hanging. Love ya though!