Winter and icy apron. I was going to move the aircraft, grabbed the propeller at the hub and pulled. My shoes lost their grip and I fell flat beside the nosewheel and broke a bone in my wrist.
Likewise, but without the broken bone.
Nevertheless, I was better off than my passenger. I was preparing for a flight on behalf of a charity that enables last wishes of terminally ill people. Flying in a light aircraft over his house was this persons last wish before he died. However, the night before he deteriorated significantly, to the extent that he was passing out all the time. So I called off the flight (but only after having pulled the aircraft out of the hangar and hurting myself by slipping). The guy eventually died that same afternoon, in his own warm bed, surrounded by his loved ones. Instead of while being put into a light aircraft on an icy apron, or in the air. I'm still glad I cancelled that flight.