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MOMMA
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I am a very clumsy person. In sharing these dorky stories, I hope that others who are clumsy or who have had clumsy moments can share their stories too.
Brushing my teeth the other day. Somehow toothpaste got into my eye. It was burning my eyeball so bad that I couldn't stand it. I quickly ducked down to rinse my eye in the sink, and BAM I whacked my eye on the faucet.
All my hubby heard was, "My eye....................... AHHHHHHHHH MY EYE".
Got spaghetti sauce in my eye a couple of days ago too.
Sprained my ankle doing the dance of joy.
My husband was leveling our shed, he said don't help me, you always get hurt. I said nooo I won't get hurt. So I was reaching under the shed moving the blocks around when a splintered off piece of wood punctured my glove, right into a vein. I was trying not to let him see it was hurt but the vein was ballooning up. Finally I could take it no more, I whipped my glove off, there was blood everywhere. He said. GO. So I did, I went for a walk out front. When I came back my husband looked at me and I had a gravel rash on my knee and shoulder. He said what happened. I replied "I fell off the road".
My hubby has his industrial first aid, so I'm thinking he is the right man for me.
Now I would like your stories please.
Brushing my teeth the other day. Somehow toothpaste got into my eye. It was burning my eyeball so bad that I couldn't stand it. I quickly ducked down to rinse my eye in the sink, and BAM I whacked my eye on the faucet.
All my hubby heard was, "My eye....................... AHHHHHHHHH MY EYE".
Got spaghetti sauce in my eye a couple of days ago too.
Sprained my ankle doing the dance of joy.
My husband was leveling our shed, he said don't help me, you always get hurt. I said nooo I won't get hurt. So I was reaching under the shed moving the blocks around when a splintered off piece of wood punctured my glove, right into a vein. I was trying not to let him see it was hurt but the vein was ballooning up. Finally I could take it no more, I whipped my glove off, there was blood everywhere. He said. GO. So I did, I went for a walk out front. When I came back my husband looked at me and I had a gravel rash on my knee and shoulder. He said what happened. I replied "I fell off the road".
My hubby has his industrial first aid, so I'm thinking he is the right man for me.
Now I would like your stories please.