Harrowing Tales of Dorm Room Injuries

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Credit: Brendan Hansen

Friday, September 22 ended with a loud bang and screaming; just your typical night on the third floor of Ford Hall. Although the sounds did not seem peculiar, what happened in Room 307 was anything but rowdy.

Rob Champigny ’18 fell off of his lofted bed, dislocating his elbow and rupturing a vein on impact. Rob’s fall prompted The Willistonian to seek out other painful, embarrassing, and potentially humorous dormitory injuries.

It was 12:30 a.m. when Rob Champigny was on the cusp of throwing in the towel for the night when he made a decision that rattled the entire third floor.

“I was on my phone and I decided it was time to go to bed so I tried to reach underneath my highly lofted bed to reach my phone charger,” he said. “While reaching, I toppled over, falling headfirst into a bucket of lacrosse balls.”

Although Rob was alone, he was able to crawl to Mr. Eberle’s door before fainting from the pain. Rob has since learned from this experience; his bed is on the ground now.

Other dorm incidents were less serious and more comical.

Katie Most ’18, was having a vivid dream about politics when she suddenly woke up, banging her head into the wall. She was taking AP Government at this time last year, which I know from firsthand experience does induce nightmares.

“[I] banged my head on the wall, giving myself a minor concussion,” Katie said.

Brooke Smith ’19, Katie’s roommate, remembers this surprising event. “The loud thud woke me up,” Brooke said. “Katie was holding her head and I couldn’t stop myself from laughing.”

The moral of the story is Katie stopped thinking about government-related topics before bedtime.

Nina Renkert ’20 told The Willistonian about how horseplay in the dorm can lead to injuries. After study hall last year in 194 Main Street, Nina walked out of her room to a surprise.

“Jersey Strum[‘s] legs are in the arms of her sweatshirt and her arms are inside of the sweatshirt,” Nina said. “Basically she looked like a dinosaur.”

With an irresistible urge to join the post study hall festivities, Nina equipped her sweatshirt and pranced around the common room with her friends. Before long, Nina lost her balance and faceplanted into the ground, breaking her nose.

“After it is all over I just keep laughing and saying how funny the circumstances were,” Nina stated. “In the end it was fun while it lasted and I have a great story to tell.”