I was putting my crock pot (how mundane) away about 2 weeks ago, when I accidentally knocked a heavy glass vase off the shelf.
It fell and made a direct hit on my right outer ankle bone.
It shattered when it hit my bone
It also sliced into my ankle
Right into the bone
Lots of blood, especially for a place that I really thought couldn't bleed much, just skin covering the bone.
It's going through that weird stage where it's "knitting" together or something, it itches deep in the bone and all around the cut about 2 inches out.
I have another scar to add to my collection.
All my scars have a story to them. Some more exciting than others. This story isn't as exciting as my last set of scars from my road bike crash and medical advice from Drunk John (I don't do that anymore - take medical advice from guys named drunk John, that is. Crashing doesn't seem to be optional)