We had a 2 door car, which meant my sister and I had to always kinda "crawl" into the back seat. My sister usually got in first so I'd be the last one in. More than a couple of times my mom shut the door on my fingers before I could get them in. Holy hell did that hurt! I'm not sure how it never resulted in anything more than severe pain.
Stepped on a broken bottle (and broke it more) barefoot once at a park. The bottle was just barely underwater and of course I guess it didn't occur to me that stupid people litter in city parks. That injury healed in a strange way and left a painful lump on the sole of my foot that was there for many years after. About 20 years ago I got tired of coming home with the bottom of my foot throbbing every day and I decided that lump was probably full of fluid. Or if it wasn't, I was gonna find out. So I got a needle or a thumbtack or something and punctured it (which wasn't pleasant
). Nothing happened right away but over the next few months I noticed it was shrinking and eventually was almost gone.
There was the time I accidentally set my leg on fire, got a pretty serious burn from it and hid the injury from my parents for days until it got infected pretty bad. A large, infected burn is the kind of pain you can't imagine unless you've had one. The burn started to heal almost as soon as I got it treated but it still hurt A LOT for a few days before the pain was back down to being not so bad. I still have a photo of me somewhere with that huge bandage on my leg. And the look on my face in that photo reflects the fact that I was not having a good time.
I managed to not injure myself too severely doing normal kid stuff other than those mentioned. But once I was hanging out at some neighborhood kid's house in the winter and like the idiot I was, I was standing right under a huge icicle that was hanging off the roof overhang. So that damn thing chose that very moment to fall and hit me square on the head. I definitely saw some stars on that one. I could not guess how much that thing weighed but it was heavy.
Looking back, I would not be surprised if that was the cause of the epilepsy and (possibly) the headaches that have plagued me all of my adult life. I didn't think about it at the time. It was just "Well, that hurt a lot but I'm still alive and nothing seems wrong". So I pretty much forgot about it until many years later.
Another head injury I had was we had this ridiculous tire swing in our back yard and I fell backwards off of that stupid thing one day and smacked the back of my head on a large (mostly) buried rock that was just in the right place for that to happen. The top of the rock was flush with the ground so it was like falling backwards and landing on the back of your head on concrete. Was very painful but again, it didn't actually knock me out or anything and I just kinda forgot about it.
One day one of the other kids headbutted me in the nose on the bus and broke my nose (I assume it was broken but it might have just been really swollen and painful). So that kid was a bully and didn't like me anyway (which was why he headbutted me in the nose in the first place). So we got off at the same bus stop and over the next few days, he chased me down after we got off the bus and punched me in the nose several more times (which obviously didn't help the healing process go smoothly). That could have been another source of the sinus headaches that plague me. I wish I had gotten all of these things checked out when they happened but I was a stupid kid and head injuries don't make you any smarter.