- I cut myself shaving!
- I was misbehavin' and my man popped me one to put me in my place. (This gag ghostwritten by doting boyfriend)
- I did not look out for ice under the new-fallen snow. My feet lost the ground (mid-fall, a brief moment of clarity: "My reflexes have failed me.") - and my chin found it again.
I mentally regarded my condition, and determined I was fit enough to keep walking. The cold numbed and hid the aches I would later feel.
I physically regarded my chin, and a hand that came away bloody convinced me to turn home again.
Ha ha! Oh, me.