I could tell you about the time I sprained my ankle from falling (I wish I could say gracefully) into a groundhog hole.
Or the time I weaved together a beautiful wreath made from vines that I gathered from my backyard....
Poison oak vines.
That made for a fun little trip to the emergency room.
Or, the most recent event, when I sliced my finger on a tuna can.
Dispatcher: "This is 911. What is your emergency?" Me: "I cut my finger on a tuna can. It's bleeding pretty badly." Dispatcher: "Do you want us to send an ambulance?" Me: "Um, no, that's alright. I think I will be ok. Thank you."
Probably the shortest (and most polite) 911 call ever.
I am thankful for bandaids, pain medicine, and antiseptic... all within arm's length of a kitchen cabinet.
(I am also thankful that I now know how to identify poison oak. :))