At the ripe age of 33, I had never broken a bone. Well, unless you count the skull. I cracked my head pretty good a few times. I credit my strong bones with drinking an inordinate amount of milk. While growing up, my brother and I would go through 8 or more gallons of milk a week. Even today, I welcome every day with a tall glass or two of cold refreshing milk. Yummy.
In any case, despite being an active child… despite doing things like skiing, sky diving, motorcycle riding, sand sailing, and on and on and on… I had never broken a bone. Until this week.
And how did I do it? Did I break a bone doing something cool? No. I dropped a big bottle of EVOO on my toe. Now it’s all messed up and a bruise has spread half way up my foot. Fun.
I taped it to the neighboring toe so that it heals straight. I didn’t bother with the doctor. I’m not going to pay hundreds of dollars for him to tell me to tape it to the other toe and take a Tylenol.
Plus you are probably avoiding an insurance hassle - I sprained an ankle & sought treatment (told to take lots of Advil & take it easy was the medical advice).
Few weeks later I got this annoying questionairre from the insurance company about the cause of the “accident”. It happened at home - since it wasn’t involving work (Worker’s comp) or being in a car (Auto Ins), I just had to be careful to not make it a “house” related injury (Homeowner’s Insurance would have played a role probably), although it happened on the steps.
Man are you lucky Owen-I mean to make it 34 years without breaking a bone-
I made it 18 years without breaking a bone.
And since then it was a fractured finger (age 18), a broken foot (24), a broken pelvis and a shoulder fractured in 7 places along with a torn rotator cuff.(Age28)
The last one was courtesy of a 30ft fall (thru not off but thru) a roof, where I landed flat on my back, but because of extra layers of clothing I was wearing that ICE COLD February day, and the fact that I did NOT land on that Mack truck that I landed next to, I lived to tell the story! MUCH TO THE AMAZEMENT of the ER Doc.!
So rejoice in knowing that I have taken many a fall, and broken many a bone so that people like you never have had to experience the joys of a broken bone. (until now) ![]()
You’re only 33?
34 in October ![]()
If it makes you feel better, the men in my family have a habit of dying before the age of 50.
That doesn’t make me feel better! What a sad thing to say. I just thought you were older since you have a wife (I think you’re second!) and kids and stuff. I’m only 5 years younger than you but I always assumed it was more like 10 years younger.
Well, thanks for making me feel old ![]()
I’ve never broken a bone either, and was very active and took a lot of risks as a child. When I was two, my father was working on the flashing of the chimney of our two story house. I evaded my mother’s watchful eye and climbed up to say hi to dad. When I was 9, I was in the ER 4 times that summer. Dog bite to the face, almost severed two fingers, dislocated my arm, and a nasty concussion, but nothing broken. I climbed trees, fell out, jumped off the tops of playgrounds, etc… nothing. I didn’t drink milk like you did, more water for me. I attribute my lack of broken bones to luck more than anything else.
34 in October
You are old!!! Damn (I don’t turn 34 till Nov)
I have always loved milk too. LOVE it. I like to pour a glass and then put it in the freezer for a few minutes… mmm mmm
I broke a collar-bone sledding (damn jumps) and a wrist in a motorcycle crash. So I can’t claim none of those…
But I am proud of having had only one cavity in my life! I credit the milk.
On a side note… Just out of curiosity do you have any problems with chronic heartburn?
I always ask that question of people who drink a lot of milk (like myself) someone once told me that the antacid properties of milk cause your stomach to have to crank up acid production to maintain a satisfactory ph in your stomach for digestion and that in turn over time creates an imbalance that leads to heartburn and eventually acid reflux.
I didn’t ever take much heed in it, that person is not a medical professional and it seemed quite anedotal, but just curious.
I get fierce heartburn without my daily nexium.
Yes, I do get some severe heartburn once pr twice a month.
I thought people drank milk to soothe heartburn? I’ve never suffered from heartburn, and I’ve always given credit to my milk addiction, up to 3/4 of a gallon a day in HS and college. Yup, the roomates loved me taking up the entire bottom shelf of the fridge with 5 or 6 gallons of milk at a time. Of course it did lead to the beer fridge. I still have a beer fridge, but it got considerably smaller once I got married, and has a significantly decresed need for refilling since I had a kid.
How’s that for rambling? Acting like this is my blog for a second. Sorry, back to Owen breaking his toe by pouring olive oil on it.
Young whippersnapper.
For the record, I’ve not broken a bone yet that I know of. There was a time my workout partner dropped 30 lbs of metal on my toe (the bad news) but he was a doctor (the good news) and told me he could take the picture tell me for certain that it was a break, or I could just do what he’d tell me to do anyway, which was nothing.
Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt like the devil for a while, though.
Wow am I feeling old!! I’ll be 44 next month. Owen, when I was your age I had one child who was less than a year old. You’ve accomplished a lot for your age - be proud. Not about the toe of course, but about what you’ve accomplished thus far…
Yer all a buncha kids, and git off my lawn!!
At 53, I’ve broken my nose a couple of times (basketball game, falling scenery backstage) and my pinky (football).
Lots of common threads here. First off, tons and tons of milk all my life, although I’ve never been been bothered with heartburn. Like Jason, there’s no reason other than pure luck that I’ve not broken lots of other bones. Lord knows I’ve done plenty of stupid stuff.
Oh hell… Last night I kicked a chair and broke my friggen toe too!
They say that bad things happen in threes… I guess this means that the Wisconsin Blogosphere had better buy steel toed boots and wear them 24/7!