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This is an automated archive made by the Lemmit Bot.The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Laiii12 on 2026-07-05 18:05:51+00:00. In my defense, this wasn’t my first time on crutches. I had already gone through this whole ordeal once before on the other side. Total non weight bearing for 3 months, partial non weight bearing for 3 months. I thought I was an expert. I remember waking up from surgery and PT coming by to teach me to do stairs. I tried to decline. I remembered from last time (I even took notes!) but no, they had me do it again “just in case.” I remember all the discharge instructions from the surgeon and the nurses encouraging me to rest and to slow down. I remember distinctly thinking in my head “I know, I know, I know” and biting my tongue to keep from rushing them because I really just wanted to go home. Did I listen? I was on the phone and needed to go downstairs. I remember telling this to my friend. He asked if I needed to go? “No, it’s fine. I can do both.” Idiot. I held my phone up to my ear with my shoulder and used my hands for the crutches. Made it about halfway before I missed a step. I wasn’t paying attention. I thought the crutch was on the stair. It was actually on the edge. It slipped (carpeted stairs). I actually realized what was happening and tried to catch myself before falling down the stairs. By placing my leg down to stabilize. The leg I just had surgery on a few days before. I saw stars. I thought I was going to puke. I don’t know how I didn’t pass out. Forcefully putting all of my weight on my bad leg a few days after surgery was not a part of the recovery plan. Tl;dr ignored medical professionals telling me to be careful; wasn’t careful; worst pain imaginable. |
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