I sustained a stress fracture of the fifth metatarsal completely at random last year. No trauma, no accidents, nothing. Went on a five-day drive and returned to go to work. A week later my foot started hurting really bad. I kept working on it and eventually saw a doctor. Misdiagnosed as plantar fasciitis, and continued to work on it with insoles. After a while I had to get an air boot. Before long it was x-rayed and turned out to be a stress fracture with no apparent origin.

The six month healing process was absolute fucking garbage and I would never do it again. Having nearly two months off of work was nice enough, but I couldn’t do much other than lay around elevating my foot. If I tried to get in my computer the pain in my foot would increase tenfold. Crutches to get around anywhere. Showered by laying spread eagle on the floor of the tub, blasting out my asshole with the shower head. Mornings were excruciating as the blood rushed to the fracture site and caused my foot to swell up big and purple. Genuinely the worst injury I’ve ever had to heal from. I never thought it would get better. I truly thought this was the new normal. You’d think a small stress fracture would be minor. Still hurts here and there but I’m about seven months out and doing a lot better than before.

Have to assume I’m just getting old, I guess.

this thread is giving me an urge to exercise and eat salad

Sneezed on the toilet once with my head turned. Neck was frozen for like a week after that one lol.

yoga is real good for this tbh

I drank water too hard.

Untag me, please.

I once sneezed hard and somehow had my hair caught in my armpit, hurting my neck

Jfc, I’m still dealing with a muscle I pulled turning over in bed. In November of last year.

I woke up from a good sleep last year, got up refreshed and ready for work. First time in years that it happened. Stood up and did a big yawn and stretch, then felt a sharp ripping feeling in my back. I tore a muscle stretching. I was 29 and it still wants to lock up today.

Bonus; tore it a year before almost to the day by literally just rolling over in bed. I felt it happen, said “aw fuck” and went back to sleep. Road trip to Maine and Martha’s Vineyard cancelled because the pain was too intense to drive.

I went jogging, misstepped and then had back pains for the next 3 weeks. I walked like Quasimodo the first couple of days.

I messed up my back today putting on my shoes. I may be crippled for life now. Not sure, but it feels like it.

Is this shit why boomers are always so good damn angry? Ffs I’m 35.

I’m starting to get it. But I’m a trooper and I’m not gonna blame it on the kids just yet. I’m just an out of shape alcoholic. What do I know?

But also, they should get off my lawn and their raps music is too loud. And their haircuts make them look like a discount ear swab. /S

I’ve had light vertigo for 2 months because I sat up too fast in bed. It’s fucking horrible.

I once fractured my fibula blowing out a candle. I was, like, 17. You’re telling me it’s going to get WORSE?!

I’m in this post and I don’t like it.

I still remember chugging a Gatorade after work one summer and feeling like someone straight jump kicked me in the chest.

Every yawn comes with its own risk of dislocating my jaw.