You speak of ill luck. What i am about to tell you is a true story and it will put all your minor misfortunes into perspective.
Years ago i had a friend who was attacked by two drunks wielding cider bottles. His neck was targetted and he came very close to losing his life. At the time he was on his way to pick his wife up from the local pub where she worked 2 shifts per week, part time and on the sly - pin money, nothing more. The story made the local papers and some eagle-eyed DHSS employee spotted it and my friend was fined for his indescretions.
About a year later, there was a fire at my friends house in which his wife died and his baby daughter died a few days later in hospital. The two were buried in the same coffin.
Fast forward a couple of years and my friend, now in a new relationship, was obviously living in a different house which was situated at the bottom of a rather steep road. A lorry crashed into the front of the house!! Thankfully no-one was hurt, but extensive damage was done to the building.
So my friend moved and one day his youngest daughter (about 3 year old, i think) squeezed through a hole in the garden fence, with a couple of her friends, and into a neighbouring empty property which had a disused swimming pool in it. The water was stagnant and pitch black. When the alarm was raised, my friend dived in and pulled a child out, believing it to be his. It was one of her friends, who lived. Sadly my friends daughter perished.
A few years later, on 15 May 2009, my friend was working with colleagues, at night, carrying out repairs to a rail line in Staffordshire when they were hit by a road rail vehicle. Both my friend and his co-worker were killed instantly.
As i said, that is a true story and whenever i think i am being hard done to by the fates, i think of my friend. And realise that i know nothing of bad luck.