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Written by Tattie on 2025-01-14 at 21:23

First of all I'm totally fine, but I just realised my cis male friends might literally be the death of me.

Climbing at the bouldering gym, my foot slips and I hit my shin, hard, on a volume. I fall back and land on my butt, dazed

Climbing buddy, turning around to see me: "wow, are you ok?"

Me, pausing to assess likely damage through the adrenaline surge: "not really"

Buddy, in comedy voice: "are you in need of medical assistance?"

Me, not laughing: "yes"

Buddy: "haha, yeah"

Me: "I think I'm going to need an ice pack"

Buddy: "ooh, that bad?"

Me: "yes"

Buddy: "yeah, sometimes it is like that"

I stare at him

Buddy: "let's see it"

I carefully peel up my leggings, revealing a long tender graze, turning redder by the moment

Climbing buddy moves towards it with his finger

Me: "don't poke at it!"

Buddy: "I wasn't going to"

I start to look around for anyone who might actually help me

Buddy: "do you want me to get you an ice pack?"

Me: "Yes. Please."

He continues to just stand there

Me, losing my temper: "Go! Jesus Christ."

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Written by stib on 2025-01-14 at 21:39

@Tattie

Ow, that sucks.

If it's any consolation, I remember noticing at the last Olympics how dinged-up all the climbers shins were, and being relieved that it's not just me.

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