Then my work here is done. I would vanish into the night for added effect, but it's morning so I can't.JCBFGD said:
Weirdest Injury You've Had
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When I was about 7, I was on holiday at a caravan site in Wales. I had befriended a couple of girls who were about 10 - 12 (I seemed to be their little mascot). At this particular campsite, there was a very steep road down to another section of the site...which happened to have very dense and spikey hedges.
I was trying to impress the girls (the little charmer that I was) and went down the hill not using any breaks on my bike...as I am sure you can guess, I lost control and flew into one the hedges. I completely shredded my right leg and had cuts all over my right side.
Anothere time, I went over my handlebars (of my accursed bike) and landed forehead first on a stone, leaving a small stone-shaped scar.
My sister has dislocated my shoulder twice as a child. The first time she was trying to be nice and pick my up after I fell over and pulled me up. The second time, I, er, asked her to pull me over a chair...
*captcha* Talk turkey...I suppose I did
I was trying to impress the girls (the little charmer that I was) and went down the hill not using any breaks on my bike...as I am sure you can guess, I lost control and flew into one the hedges. I completely shredded my right leg and had cuts all over my right side.
Anothere time, I went over my handlebars (of my accursed bike) and landed forehead first on a stone, leaving a small stone-shaped scar.
My sister has dislocated my shoulder twice as a child. The first time she was trying to be nice and pick my up after I fell over and pulled me up. The second time, I, er, asked her to pull me over a chair...
*captcha* Talk turkey...I suppose I did
Somewhat close to what I did. I too hurt my foot at a waterpark, by slipping on the stairs and kicking the railing so hard that the webbing between my 2nd last and middle toe on my left foot was split in half. Then it got infected for the entirety of grade 10 and was about to get operated on when finally an anti-biotic worked....I miss school.Hazy992 said:
I remember a story of a Marine and his buddy arm wrestling for money. The guy wanted to win the bet so badly that he would give up in the wrestle and the marine accidentally broke the guys wrist.....Jonluw said:
I've got a few weird ones for people I know, not so many for myself...
I took nearly all the skin off the bottom of my big toe when running up the stairs. I didn't move my foot far enough onto the step, so only my toe got any ground. Thus, when I put all my weight and inertia on that solitary toe, it grinded down to the next step, taking most of the skin off. Man that hurt.
Not so much an injury, but this one happened when I used to fix watches. I was at work, minding my own business when my nose started to bleed heavily. Because I was the only one working at the time, I couldn't go anywhere to deal with it. So I'm standing behind the counter, my hands and face covered in blood and the bin beside me filling with reddened tissues, when a customer arrives. He looks at me, and demands I fix his watch immediately. People are compassionate aren't they?
My cousin has a spectacular one though. When we were younger I used to have a little pedal Formula 1 car. My cousin, brother and I were riding it down the grassy hill beside my house. Also on this hill was a rather large patch of sticks (still not exactly sure what it's there for...). So my cousin takes his turn, looses control of the car and ends up riding over the stick pile. Suddenly he jumps out of the seat screaming in pain- one of the sticks has flicked up, pierced through the fiberglass seat, through his pants and impacted millimetres from his butthole. Yeah.
EDIT: Just remembered another one. I was at school and my stapler had jammed. I'd been trying all lesson to fix it, but to no avail. So, I decided to scare my friend by sticking my finger under it and hitting it. As you may have guessed, the stapler decided to work that time.
I took nearly all the skin off the bottom of my big toe when running up the stairs. I didn't move my foot far enough onto the step, so only my toe got any ground. Thus, when I put all my weight and inertia on that solitary toe, it grinded down to the next step, taking most of the skin off. Man that hurt.
Not so much an injury, but this one happened when I used to fix watches. I was at work, minding my own business when my nose started to bleed heavily. Because I was the only one working at the time, I couldn't go anywhere to deal with it. So I'm standing behind the counter, my hands and face covered in blood and the bin beside me filling with reddened tissues, when a customer arrives. He looks at me, and demands I fix his watch immediately. People are compassionate aren't they?
My cousin has a spectacular one though. When we were younger I used to have a little pedal Formula 1 car. My cousin, brother and I were riding it down the grassy hill beside my house. Also on this hill was a rather large patch of sticks (still not exactly sure what it's there for...). So my cousin takes his turn, looses control of the car and ends up riding over the stick pile. Suddenly he jumps out of the seat screaming in pain- one of the sticks has flicked up, pierced through the fiberglass seat, through his pants and impacted millimetres from his butthole. Yeah.
EDIT: Just remembered another one. I was at school and my stapler had jammed. I'd been trying all lesson to fix it, but to no avail. So, I decided to scare my friend by sticking my finger under it and hitting it. As you may have guessed, the stapler decided to work that time.
I was about 7. One day I was so bored that I decided to see if I can squeeze between small narrow space between window and bug screen.
I don't remember how far apart they were but it was enough to comfortably fit a small skinny child.
So I would simply stand in front of the window bugscreen and slide the window in front of me.
I was so amused by it that when my friend came over, I decided to show her by doing it a second time.
But the 2nd time I did it, the bug screen tore apart because I was leaning on it. I fell out of 2nd story window and landed on propane tanks.
Miraculously, all I got is a scar near my armpit.
I don't remember how far apart they were but it was enough to comfortably fit a small skinny child.
So I would simply stand in front of the window bugscreen and slide the window in front of me.
I was so amused by it that when my friend came over, I decided to show her by doing it a second time.
But the 2nd time I did it, the bug screen tore apart because I was leaning on it. I fell out of 2nd story window and landed on propane tanks.
Miraculously, all I got is a scar near my armpit.
It's not quite an injury, but when I was young, four small, strange-looking bumps appeared on my left knee. I don't know what they were, and neither did my doctor. Whatever they were, however, they wouldn't go away. They didn't hurt or itch or anything. They were just there and their presence bothered me. Me being the type of person who scratches and picks at this kind of thing, I obviously did so. After years of picking at them, they finally came of to reveal... nothing. There really wasn't anything there. They only things that these pustules left behind were a few small scars.
This one's more recent: about a year ago, I was home alone and my parents called me to say that they were coming back. I was going back up to my room when I accidentally kicked the electronic amp that my dad had lying in the way. I hurt a hell of a lot, but I'm squeamish when it comes to wounds so I didn't take off my sock until my parents came home. I had them take a look at it, and it turned out that, despite not even kicking it that hard, the nail on my small toe was coming off and I was bleeding profusely. A few weeks later, after the nail had grown back, it broke off again. I didn't hit it on anything. It just fell off when I was trimming my toenails. It didn't hurt, there was no blood, nothing.
This one's more recent: about a year ago, I was home alone and my parents called me to say that they were coming back. I was going back up to my room when I accidentally kicked the electronic amp that my dad had lying in the way. I hurt a hell of a lot, but I'm squeamish when it comes to wounds so I didn't take off my sock until my parents came home. I had them take a look at it, and it turned out that, despite not even kicking it that hard, the nail on my small toe was coming off and I was bleeding profusely. A few weeks later, after the nail had grown back, it broke off again. I didn't hit it on anything. It just fell off when I was trimming my toenails. It didn't hurt, there was no blood, nothing.
I once had a perfect 9x9 square grid burned onto my arse. Edged too close to a fire trying to get warm after a bath.
Seeing how it's kind of Easter, I once fell on my face whilst dyeing Easter Eggs, earning me a trip to the Hospital.
Fun Fact, I've never broken a bone (Knock on wood), but I've gotten stitches in my head five different times, all spanning from 3-7 years old. I was the most careless energetic child in the world.
Fun Fact, I've never broken a bone (Knock on wood), but I've gotten stitches in my head five different times, all spanning from 3-7 years old. I was the most careless energetic child in the world.
I once slipped over a spilt milkshake and got concussed.
The incident left me quite shaken.
Still, No use crying over spilt milk.
(The jokes get worse as the evening goes on)
The incident left me quite shaken.
Still, No use crying over spilt milk.
(The jokes get worse as the evening goes on)
I have a scar on my face whilst playing a game of "The Battle of Rorkes Drift" in the garden. I was the 24th of Foot, and my friend was the zulu warriors.
He decided to throw his spear (well...stick) at me. It was surprisingly pointy...
He decided to throw his spear (well...stick) at me. It was surprisingly pointy...
Wooden splinter in the centre of my eyeball. Hurt like anything, got removed and spent a good week or so in a lot of pain and having double vision while the eye healed. Then three weeks later my eye starts feeling like it has grit in it and flares up all red.
Went back to get it checked out and there was a second tiny splinter that had gone in too deep to notice the first time and it was being pushed out by the eye. In order to remove it they had to scrape the top couple of layers of my cornea off and that was exactly as painful as it sounds for the next week.
Went back to get it checked out and there was a second tiny splinter that had gone in too deep to notice the first time and it was being pushed out by the eye. In order to remove it they had to scrape the top couple of layers of my cornea off and that was exactly as painful as it sounds for the next week.