When was the Last Time You Busted Your Ass?

[EarlJam]

And not in a "hard working" fashion. I'm talking tripping over a curb, falling down the steps, wiping out during sports, falling face-first in the road while running from the cops, etc.

Do tell.

-EarlJam

[windsor]

Two torn tendons - doing a one and a half with a full twist in the layout position over Jester, the hunk o labby love....only scored a 5.4 from the Russian judge.

[OZZIE4DUKE]

Just about exactly a year ago when I got hit by that batted ball above my ankle playing softball.

[Lavabe]

3-4 years ago, running to class, hit black ice on a curve, wiped out, busted teeth, wrist bruise, horrible knee scrapes.

[Miles]

It's been a while for me, so long that I can't even remember. I'm sure that will change now, thanks to this thread. Thanks EJ!

[Very Duke Blue]

Mmmm. I should have read the definition before I checked 1 week. It was less last November, I was playing with Harley, He zigged, I zagged. Bam, Down I went. Broke my wrist, 3 weeks after surgery on my rotator cuff, same arm. Bummer.

[TillyGalore]

August 2008 when I "threw out" my back. It started when I picked up a cat improperly, then escalated when I shaved my legs a few days later. Go figure! I was on the couch in bed for 2 days.

[Rolvix]

Probably the last time I played soccer...

[lawgrad91]

Most memorable was after the NC in 1991, at the bonfire, when I fell over a curb....

Since then? I don't remember. Probably way too many times to count.

[bjornolf]

A couple months ago, I was walking into the garage in old Crocs and when the wet, worn tread hit the slick garage floor, my front foot flew out in front of me and I collapsed with all my weight on my knee in an awkward hurdler's stretch. The foot that was under me shot forward into the lip of the garage floor, smashing my big toe on my foot that still had a big toenail. The toe was purple and painful, like a finger you've jammed REALLY badly. Then nail turned black. I thought it was going to make it, but my son stepped on it a few days later and it fell off. Like its predecessor on the other foot, it had to be permanently removed cause it wouldn't grow back right, so now I have NO big toenails.

My wife LITERALLY busted her ass as a young lady in high school. She fell down the stairs at her parents' home and broke her coccyx, her tailbone. The next week, she had to go to band camp. She had to sit on a metal folding chair for two weeks, and she was too embarrassed to use her little donut. Sitting on a broken bone several hours a day for two weeks, according to her, is torture. I believe her.

[cl15876]

Well, it was over a year ago in Feb, approximately 5+ years ago, just got back from Orlando from a conference speaking engagement and it had iced inches here in VA. I needed to get my kids that Friday upon my return, so I arrived in DC, got home, emptied car and got in something more casual! I locked the front door (mind you I am standing on sloping ice on my porch that had melted and refreezed a few times) so there was a nice pitch. I turn, move very carefully towards the edge of my front porch to step down on the step and the next thing I know… wham….I am on my back on the landing on my sidewalk! I thought I broke my wrist, but a lot of milk when I was younger and some fat stores or muscle protection… I like to believe the later of the two…, but needlessly to say, my boney arsss was on the concrete… I managed to get up… embarrassed of course and playing it off, but OMG, was that painful! It was then I realized that I wished I knew how to ice skate! ;-) Fortunately, nothing was broken, but I sure was in pain for about a month after that! I need that wrist! ;)

[DukePA]

This Saturday it will be 4 weeks since paella and Sangria night. So, Stevo made an amazing paella and Josh, Liz, and Adam were hanging out with us. We had the outdoor fire bowl roaring with the Christmas tree. Amazing fire! Well, I was making my way down the stairs from the screened porch. My bowl of paella was in my right hand and a plastic glass full of Sangria in my left hand. Next thing I know, I'm on my ass, there's paella all over the steps and my wine glass rolled under Stevo's jeep. I started doing an assessment of my neurological and skeletal status. All was fine except for my freaking orange-sized left ankle. I should have realized that that last step is there for a reason

[Ima Facultiwyfe]

Somehow I never seem to land on my ass. I tend to fall forward and do face plants. About a year ago, shortly after missing the bottom step on the bleachers in a gym and landing on my face, blackening my right eye , I tripped over a speed bump in Whole Foods' lot and did a gooney bird landing face first on a concrete planter, blackening my left eye ! Folks were beginning to think the Old Prof was beating me on a regular basis.

Incidentally, the lady at the Clinique counter has miracle makeup to cover just about any disaster, bless her heart.
Love, Ima