If you live where it's snowy, ice is soooo not fun, on crutches. Or with broken bones. Once I was getting into my car and had leaned the crutches against the side of the car. They fell into my knee which had been operated on, the morning before. The wing nut, on the crutches hit RIGHT ON the surgical opening. Bulls eye. I couldn't even finish my sentences.
"How could-"
"Oh my-"
"Why did this-"
"Holy-"
"For the love of-"
Mom was chauffeuring me around and asked "Why are you laughing? I would have thought that would have hurt like heck."
I was laughing because the odds of that happening were astronomical... unless you are me. Then a million-to-one means it will definitely happen.