Sage

Let's see...

when I was five, I was runnin around the playground, and ran right into a little metal corner on those horsies on springs that wingle back and forth- five stiches, right in the middle of my forehead. I still have the stuffed animal the ER staff gave me for being so brave!

When I was 9, I jumped off of a horse (the kind you put planks of wood on, not the kind you ride) and landed, barefooted, on the upturned end of a crowbar. Nine stiches, right in the middle of my foot!

Broke a little bone in my foot playing soccer in fifth grade

Flipped over the handlebars of my scooter when I was oh... ten or so, when it hit a rock. Landed right on my left elbow, couldn't move my arm for a week or so...

OH, put my right hand through a piece of glass on a door, have a few scars on the wrist from that one, my mom flipped but I couldn't see what was the big deal, I mean, I didn't slit anything important, right?

Ummm.... oh, almost chopped the side of my left pointer finger off choppin parsley, almost passed out on that one too...

Sliced a teeny bit off the tip of my right pointer finger opening a package of deli meat.

OH, was riding a bike on the virginia creeper trail, slammed into a bridge, and jammed/broke the first knuckle on my left thumb- used to have hitchhiker's thumb on that hand... but not anymore!!

Sprained my left ankle really really nastily the first day of girl scout camp one summer when I was working there- sprained it at least twice a week for six weeks after that- took three years for it to be normal again.

Nothing too earth-shattering, but they all hurt like seven bitches in a bitch boat at the time!!

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