Came out of pub last night half-cut, and thought it'd be a good idea to run the 50m down the road to my house (great isn't it, pub 50m away) while my girlfriend went to get her car and park it outside my house. Half-way down the hill my drink-shoddy balance somewhat unsurprisingly failed me and I fell over at full Linford Christie pelt onto my side, the arm taking the brunt of the impact.

My girlfriend watched the whole thing in horror (yet apparently found the grunting noise I made when I fell amusing) and peeled me off of the pavement and put me into bed in agony where I thankfully passed out, then I woke up in agony and wished I would pass out. I was persuaded (see: badgered) to go to the hospital, where I waited a couple of hours for an X-ray to find I have a fracture by my elbow. I can type if I keep my arm straight, it's the twisting movements that kill.

A moment of stupidity. A month of pain.

Anyone else done anything similar?

Oh that sucks

I got off my bed and walked into my cupboard and fell onto the ground, but that was just funny, not painful

Hmm...I got drunk and threw up all over myself and rolled around in fox crap whilst I was sleeping outside.

Not quite as painful though.

Unlucky.

(Edit: Not really a moment of stupidity either, oops)

Did I mention I quit drinking 15 years ago?

It was the best thing I ever did...I know have more money, more liver and brain cells, and fewer broken bones and hangovers than ever...

Just remember; friends don't let friends get drunk and then do a 50 meter dash on the way home(regardless of how spectacular the results may be).

Perhaps moving to a place with a gym 50 meters away might be more healthy for you?

Heh, well Richdog... it could've been worse.

lol Fluffy... sometimes I wish I had the self-discipline to stop drinking, but at the moment with me being a relatively young nipper it's still part of my lifestyle. Amazing how from the age of 18 to 24 my hangovers have tripled in intensity though.

And Kratos... it could have been better!

Well, I was climbing through a tree when I was...er...a tad "altered". I jumped down, and my foot landed half on a stump and completly twisted. I could hardly walked on it for a few days.

With practice you'll learn not to get them at all Mind you, it does take a lot of practice

I think the most embarassing thing I ever did as a result of being drunk was fall off my bike and end up with gravel rash down the side of my face. I was so embarassed I even took the next day off work! And that wasn't really my fault as I'd been binded by a car with headlights on full... Oh, and there was also the occasion when I was a publican when I started chasing a customer round the pub with a big axe at 4:00am .

That really sucks.

Actually, you have the same amount, if not less than you had after you started drinking. Your brain cells never grow back sadly...

I am glad i have never thought to try to drink and then run..LOL...... To bad it didn't work out.. You would have been a hero if it had....

I jumped out of a car doing about 30 miles an hour and accelerating...I didn't want to go.
Nothing broken but a tremendous amount of pavement burn to arms, back, and hands and knees. Luckily my FACE didn't make contact with the pavement as I rolled several times before coming to an abrupt standing up position with my arms high over my head in the "Damn right I rule" position. Moments later however, the pain began and it was only the next day that I realized the complete and utter stupidity of my actions.

As it is put in the movie Animal House...Fat, Drunk and Stupid is no way to go through life son!
I wholeheartedly agree...especially the Drunk part.

Ouch.

I'm in a dilemma. I REALLY need the toilet but I can't open my button fly or undo the button at the top of my jeans due to them being fiddly and needing a lot of grip strength... and I also can't pull the jeans off as they're a bit "snug" and exerting any sort of pressure on my arm kills me. My girlfriend also isn't here to help...

Dang...If that isn't an anti alcohol public service announcement I don't know what is...

I hope you have some "good" friends nearby. That isn't the kind of thing that an aquaintence will do for you...

Perhaps a nice pair of sweats is in order

Not quite as painful, true, but infinitely more nasty.

Just think, Rich, after you heal up and get some perspective, you have a hell of a cool story to tell.

Phew... my girlfriend arrived and undid my flies... *wipes sweat from brow*.

I would have gone to find a good friend... but umm.... I couldn't open the front door.

Verdict: alcohol renders you incapable.

Dang, and I went to all the trouble to find you some help:
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Oh well, since you have it under control I guess I will just have to send her home for the day...

A couple of years ago on New Year's Eve, Burnsy and I were at home playing drinking games before heading out. We were just feeling really good and silly. On the way out I climbed on his back and carried me down the driveway. Now normally this would just be stupid, but due to this being January in Canada... there was ice under the snow.

Burnsy slipped, and good for him I broke his fall. Me, on the other hand, I landed directly on my bum. I had no chance to catch myself or break the fall in anyway, it was a direct hit from higher than if I had just fallen on my own, plus Burnsy fell right on top of me.

I got up, and it hurt but it wasn't too bad... I walked it off. I felt good for the rest of the night. However, the next morning I nearly colapsed when I got out of bed. My right leg was in the most pain I could imagine. Apparently I ended up bruising a muscle.

I had a limp for about 3 weeks.

Erm... I never said I wouldn't have a use for her did I?

Disinterested... ouch.

when i was 12, i got drunk and walked into a fridge, 2 walls, 2 doors and tripped over a step it was intersting explaining all my bruises at school.....

Just remember, 'liquid courage' is a "truth syrum" of sorts. It isn't easy to lie when your so hurt, and is really easy to tell the truth when you feel so good. But in the middle........ Try and stay out of the middle, or "be" the middle.

Oh, Richdog, you poor thing! I'm not laughing at you honest!

Also, ouch Dis! Not fun!

I only drank very briefly when I was in college and fortunately never hurt myself. The stupidest thing I probably ever did I did sober, and that was riding my bicycle blind after I lost my contact and while I was waiting for my glasses to come in. I ran into an orange fence around a construction area full tilt and I got lost within a block of my house.

The stupidest thing I ever did drunk was on my twenty-first birthday, when I tried to mail a ziploc bag full of vodka to my friend in Michigan. It seems the stamping machines did it in.

Hope you feel better soon! And I agree that sweats might be in order!

I dont drink (or at elast not till recently) so I dont have any self made stories of delusions of superiority....

However, one year ago my brother celebrated his 19th..... And whilst very drunk (he was a big drinker) he and some friends went up onto the roof of the house, ro look at the view into the distance... to which when he went to get down... he slipped and fell off the roof, twisting in midair, and landed on bricks... on his neck and upper back....

He got out of it with just shock and a few bruises... we are all still trying to figure out how...