I have two memories that stand out when I recall drunken injuries.
The first was the night my friend gave me a ride home from the pub in a shopping trolley. She was pushing me really fast and didn't see the gutter. I fell out of the trolley in spectacular fashion and was pretty bruised and sore the next day.
The other was when I went away with 3 girlfriends to a very rustic old holiday cottage owned by one of my friend's parents. We were all tanked and I was dancing to Justin Timberlake's 'Sexy Back' on the back deck when all of a sudden one of the boards gave way and one of my legs fell completely through. My leg was really badly grazed and bruised, and I still have a scar from it!
I once sprained my ankle running downstairs to stop my friend from making out with a guy she had sworn off. I just kept going on the night but then couldn't walk in the morning. Ruined my netball career LOL
A few of us were walking home from a nightclub and I saw a bush that was plush enough to jump in, so I took a run up and dived... Only, the bush was covering a 7 brick high garden border. Cue legs and heels sticking out the top of a bush along a busy road and my friends trying to pull me out.
The result - trying to explain to my Mum and the Doctor why my rib was cracked and, 5 years later, I still have some breathing difficulties if I put too much pressure on that side.
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