Even though I am pretty clumsy, I have never broken a bone. (Not that I haven’t tried.) When I was in fourth grade, I was at recess and was playing this game called “Run and slip on the ice”.Β (I lived in South Dakota, where ice slipping is considered a sport.) and fell and hurt my wrist. Then a few days later I was waiting for my parents outside and decided to fall on the same wrist and sprained it.
I got to write with my left hand for a while, which was a pain in the wrist, and got to answer the stupid questions from everyone about what I did to my wrist. But I never gained any superpowers.
The other day though, I was having a bitter day as usual. I was angry about this guy, bitter about this girl and just in need of food to be bitter about, so I went to the kitchen. I reached into the fridge to get my lunch. I had to go all way in there, because my lunch got pushed behind everyone else’s. I had to push all theirs out of the way, onto the ground. When I was done punishing everyone else’s lunch, I quickly jerked my head up, and smacked it on the metal edge of the door.
All of a sudden, I was seeing stars over my head, just like in the cartoons. I got dizzy, reached for my head with my hand, and looked around for a second to see who was laughing at me. No one was around, so I screamed silently in pain for a second.
Everything seemed normal, so I went back to work.Β As I was walking back, I smiled at a few people, said hi, then got back to my desk. I looked at my email, and saw there was like 19 messages. I got to work answering them, and even though I had like three angry ones, I didn’t get frustrated. I took a deep breath answered them calmly and sincerely, and moved on with my day.
My department is known as the drama department throughout the company. With all these creative people, in a company that is filled with mostly analytical people, we have our rifts about projects, etc. There were several arguments going back and forth through the departments, and I usually contribute to them, but today, I just ignored the drama, and did my job.
By the end of the day, I felt very satisfied with my work, and went home. The commute was terrible as usual, but I just dealt with it. I got home and my kids were both bothering me, one completely ignored me, and couldn’t hear what I said because she had her headphones on, and the other kept wanting to spend quality time with me.
I just laughed it off though. Silly kids, I thought.
Then I went to bed. The next morning I woke up at 5 am as usual. I was bitter and angry and upset that once again, I had to wake up so early and work again. Finally that head injury wore off and I am back to my normal self, I thought.
Have you guys ever had a head injury that caused you to act differently?
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Bitter Head Injury Ben
Aw, your poor bitter head. π¦
I’m so glad you are okay!!! π
Please be careful and protect your head! You might need it for a few more years! π
I’ve never had a head injury, but you might not know that to read my comments. *snort* π
I have had 3 broken bones.
HUGS!!! π
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That is pretty cool. Having broken bones has a tendency to make you bitter. Let’s hear about some of those bitter experiences!
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Ha! They didn’t make me bitter! π
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You are totally the ying to my yang. Everything that I do, or that happens to me, I’m bitter about. Everything you do and happens to you and you have a sunny disposition about. This reminds me a of post I did like 4 years ago. https://bensbitterblog.com/2013/05/15/wanted-bitter-rival-to-share-bitter-feud-with/. Might you be that person for me?
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Yes, I am your bitter opposite! π
Ha! I could never be a bitter person or a bitter rival or in a bitter feud.
Maybe you’ll meet someone named Bitter Betty or Bitter Billy Bob to be in a bitter feud with you!!! π
HUGS!!! π
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No, it has to be a positive and uplifting person to feud with. A bitter person would agree with me the whole time.
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OH! Okay! I could be that person then!!! π
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Yes, that would be great. The Bitter Feud will be on from now on!
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I just posted the story about one of my broken bones. The first of my broken bones. π
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Sounds like I need to go read your blog.
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Dude, you need to be wrapped in 10 layers of bubble wrap. And wear a helmet. LOL
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I would have to borrow my son’s helmet and it is a little tight. Probably would give me headaches. Though the bubble wrap sounds like a good idea. It would keep me from all your glitter.
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Haha! I can imagine you wrapped in bubble wrap!
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It would be helpful. Then I wouldn’t have all these bruises.
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Ugh. I feel your pain. I’ve been knocked in the head by freezer doors, microwave doors, and countless car doors. Come to think of it, I’m somewhat surprised I even manage to have any remaining brain cells… π
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I probably don’t have any remaining brain cells. They just keep slipping right out of me.
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No but I once broke a toe so badly I passed out and had to go to the hospital.
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I didn’t know a toe could make you pass out. Stupid toes and their passability.
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No, but I’m going with that from now on. Sorry about the accident…you seem perfectly normal to me.
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Not when I’m being nice to people. You know bitter is my normal and nice is only if some crazy head injury happens.
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I can always tell when you’ve been struck on the head by a coconut.
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Yeah, I act completely opposite.
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Darn coconuts!
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Yeah, not only do they like to fall from tall trees, but their flavor isn’t that good. And why do they keep trying to make the coconut milk happen?
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Pina colada is the answer to the falling coconut issue.
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Shall we make them inside the coconut shells? That is the way a lazy man like me does it.
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Is there anyother way. Of course you will be in charge of climbing up there for them and hacking them open with a big old hatchet.
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Yeah, I’m pretty sure I would climb about two feet up, fall and hurt myself, and then a coconut would fall on my head. Though it is worth the risk to go to Hawaii.
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It’s super exciting over there now. I was there in July last year, not one coconut fell on my head.
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My sister is going there next week. To the island where the volcano blew up. And she is bitter that the National Park where she wanted to go for over 35 years is off limits. Nothing makes me happy, but when I heard that, I got a bitter chuckle out of my sister having to suffer by not going to a place in Hawaii.
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Sweet! Sometimes things just work out.
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I can’t wait to tell my wife how next level my sister’s First World Problem is.
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Perhaps she should postpone her visit.
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Nope, she won’t. She will only be bitter about not getting to see something on her bucket list.
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That’s just as good!
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I know right? The first world problems my sister has astonishes me.
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Poor girl
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Yeah, I feel for her. Sometimes her nails get messed up too.
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How revolting.
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I don’t know how she makes it through life.
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No BUTT I had a few zipper incidents that made me stand at attention.
Keep your head down Bitter Ben and put a smile on that kisser.
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I’m actually not about to smile, because I have a resting bitter face. If I do smile it is bitterly painful and will make me even more bitter and quite frankly, scare the kids.
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When I was in the first grade I fell off the basement stairs and hit my head on the cement floor. That probably explains a lot about my life today. J.
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Yeah, those early childhood injuries can define who we become. Thankfully, my head injury only made me nice for a few hours. I shudder to think if I became nice for more than a few days.
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A good knock on the head is needed every once in a while, if only to make you appreciate your relatively pain-free life. I actually DID have a severe head injury years back but it resulted in my never suffering migraines since! It changed me in that I do get mentally fatigued easily, though my body does not. This means I can do mindless physical work but am too dumb to stop.
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I’m just glad it was temporary, because I was like a Nice Person savant, until I was cured of my head injury and went back to my normal self and was bitter once again.
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I can relate to the pain you felt when you smacked your head on the fridge door. Our fridge is the old -fashioned kind… the freezer is on top separate from the fridge. I was looking for something in the freezer, couldn’t find it, opened the fridge door , bent down, then got up and hit the top of my head on the freezer which I forgot to close. It was the most painful thing,ever. I cried.
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It was only one of the many things I will continue to injure over my lifetime. Because you know, I never learn.
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Wow, looks like you got the bitter knocked out of you. Thank goodness the body heals, so we can keep injuring it over and over again.
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I know. The body is an amazing gift that keep healing so we can someday recover from our injuries, become bitter, and then die at the end anyways.
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