On the way into therapy a couple of weeks ago, I ran straight into that damn toe lift problem, and fell straight down on my shoulder. The other one. My foot that couldn't be bothered to lift up broke first; metatarsials three and four, I think. My shoulder broke, of course. I heard the clavicle snap.
In between, I heard my femur brea break. I now have 8 inches of steel rod in my thigh! The good news is, perhaps both legs are the same length again. The bad news: I'm still in bed.