Slipping in the kitchen, missing the door frame and counter as you grab to stop the fall, crashing your head through the sheet rock, twisting your back and busting your knee hard on the concrete floor...
This was my morning!
Five hours later, I feel like I played tackle football... I am fairly certain there is nothing broken...
Da Wifey came running, but now she just wants the wall fixed!
Don't think I'm fishing tomorrow....