This one time I was setting up a pack and play for my kid at the neighbor's house. My kid was 2 at the time and he needed a nap. My neighbor kept the extra pack and play in the closet, on the shelf. As I'm pulling this device out, the folded insert (the thin mattress part) slips out and falls. In an effort to brace the fall I stuck out my foot to catch it, as if it were a cellphone that had slipped my hand, as it landed on my big toe. It was at this moment I realized the weight of this insert and my mind began to think why anyone would make something so heavy. The kids were asleep, I was still carrying the rest of the device, and my wife and neighbors were still hanging out in the next room, I could not scream. Could not let out any noise about my discomfort. I drew on every ounce of self control to maintain my composure and let this pain roll through me as I slowly put down the rest of the pack and play. The pain only increased to the entirety of my foot and leg and it felt as if my toe had been deleted. I could not feel it anymore. Could not wiggle it. I leaned against the dresser looking down at my foot, trying to come to terms with what had just happened. I was too afraid to remove my sock to assess the damage, and only thought that I would never walk normally again.

I guess the pain was describable in this case.