Description Saturday #3


Today is Saturday!  *does a dance*. And today I’m coming home from Nashville!  That’s right!  I’ve been in Nashville almost all week, so I’m sorry if your comments haven’t been answered.  I’ll be back today, so your comments will be answered.

Can you believe it’s time for another description challenge? I am so ready.  What’s the challenge/prompt this time?

Write about your worst injury

Ewww, gruesome!  Just kidding, this won’t be gruesome.  I’m actually not a rough and tumble person, so I only get one major injury a year, and minor ones every other week.  Let’s hop into it.  (Wait–You have never had a major injury????  You mean, you’ve never sprained a limb?  Or suffered frostbite?)

Wait!  I can’t decide?  Should I do highest pain?  Or most gruesome?  Or most recent?  Ya know, let’s not do blood…so let’s do highest pain.

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Amber grimaced at her feet–well, her foot.  Pressing the toes, she flinched.  They were red and hard.  Chapped, Amber told herself.  Squeezing about half a thing of lotion on them, she stuffed them in her socks and climbed into her bed.  That night, like the last two weeks, she flopped and turned in bed, trying to think of anything besides the burning sensation in her feet.

(Fast forward two months)

“Well, you frostbite is looking better,” Amber’s mom said, poking her toes.  “Why didn’t you tell me you had it?”

“I didn’t know!” Amber protested.

“You didn’t feel your feet?”

“No, but I thought they were chapped.  I mean, how many people in the South get frostbite?  And I knew everywhere else on your body could become chapped.”

“Well, go to sleep.”

That night, unremembered by Amber, she fell of her bunk bed ladder.  She assured her mom she was fine and went to sleep.  All night, her foot would hurt.  She would wake up, massage it, and fall back into a restless slumber.

(The next morning)

“Mom, my foot really hurts,” Amber told her mother at six in the morning.

“All right, put some ice on it.”

(The next day)

“Are you still in a lot of pain?” her mom asked.



“From my foot all the way to my hip.”

“On ibuprofen?”

“Uh yeah.”

“Would you like me to get you anything?” Her mom asked, full of concern.

“Yeah, maybe a doctor and a black hole.  I want to sink into oblivion.”

When they finally got to the doctor, they ran hundreds of test (it seemed) and it turned out she was having vascular spasms from icing her frost bite in less than a year from it first occurring.

The End.

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What was your worst injury?  (It cannot be an illness or surgery!!! There is a difference in the medical world). Are you going anywhere soon?



24 thoughts on “Description Saturday #3

  1. Maddie says:

    Wow, sounds painful! My worst injure was when I severely stubbed two of my toes twice in one day. They still act up and hurt every now and then! We might take a day trip sometime on my dad’s vacation. We just don’t know where. 😉

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      1. (HorseLover4Ever) Elizabeth says:

        The worst injury I’ve had? I really haven’t had many bad injuries at all, praise the Lord! But my worst injury (well, this isn’t an injury!) was when I had appendicitis–it was painful! And the recovery too! Are you still on crutches?

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  2. Hannah says:

    Ugh! That sounds super painful! I think the worst thing I’ve ever done is splattered boiling water on myself or maybe spraining my toe, or both my ankles XD

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  3. Olivia Bell says:

    That sounded horrible! 😦 That must have hurt so bad! My worst injury was having a severe skiiing accident that landed me in the hospital, I did an article on it in CLM. 😐 Your description Saturday’s have been really interesting!
    Did you get my email? How was your trip to Nashville, is it really cool there? 😀

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    1. Amie says:

      Um…Yes! I did get your email! It is amazing in Nashville! Folks, I’m moving there, just so you know. (Sadly, I’m just kidding). You should see the mountains! And the old southern homes???? *Dies*.

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  4. Jac says:

    My worst injury was a serve accident in which I broke my arm and knee. That was 2ish years ago and I still have a ton of side effects. Im going crazy….😂😉LOL.

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    1. Jac says:

      Yes it was on a horse BUT not on one of ours. That horse was crazy totally tried to trample me….. I randomly had a helmet on it saved my life it stomped me in the head twice and all over the rest of my body…. One of our horses would NEVER do that.

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  5. Mandalynn says:

    I have only ever had two bad injuries. One was two years ago when I flew off a scooter on the pavement and really scraped myself up, the other happened when I was seven. My friends and I were playing tag outside in the dark after church, and as I ran, my arm hit a piece of broken chain link fence. I ended up with a long scar after it healed. The funny thing is, I am pretty rough and tumble so I don’t know how I haven’t gotten any worse injuries then that…

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  6. mirroringjesus says:

    Oooo…. sounds painful Amie!!

    My worst injury… hmm… I’ve had a lot! (with 2 older bothers, things happen 😉) Maybe when a rock ‘accidentally’ hit my head? Or was it the log? No, maybe the broken arm? Also a broken nose several times, but that’s not as bad…. yeah… I’ve had my fair share of scrapes. Skinned knees and stubbed toes were the norm for me for several years. I was pretty reckless, and it didn’t help that I’m kinda a klutz 😜

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    1. Amie says:

      Haha! I’m the one beating up my siblings–At least that’s what my brothers say. For some reason I’m accused of hitting my brother on the head with a hammer. I do not remember doing that, but???
      I used to be a klutz. Once I fell down because I was standing.


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