I managed to slash the digital nerve on my left index finger on Christmas Eve last year. Was cutting up vegetables with a bread knife and got distracted by something on television. Slipped with the blade and wound up with a big jagged diagonal cut along the inside of the second joint. Spent Christmas Eve in emergency…
Geez, man! Brittle bones? Mine are nowhere near as bad as the horror stories here. At around 5 years I was always fascinated by people jumping off some swings (mid-swing) near my apartment. Now, normally, people think of swings that are chains/ropes holding a piece of rubber or wood to sit on; the ones in ye olde mother…