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7 years old, jumped off woodshed in backyard, chin smashed into knee as I landed, 2 front teeth went through my bottom lip.

11 years old, speeding down hill on falling-apart bike. Right brake handle was wrapped around handle bars, fell off and got stuck in front tire spokes. Front tire stopped, back of bike flipped over forwards and I slammed head first into the pavement

probably a few others that I could remember if I tried...

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BubblegumTeflon

My poor piggys. . .

Was at a beach party when I was 16, wearing sandals and lots of dancing. I was on the floor in a big crowd when some random fat guy stepped on my left foot. I was like "eh" for 10 minutes. Someone said "hey is something wrong" and my toes were bloody. . .then all of a sudden owwww! My big toe nail had split in haif and the other ones were crushed. Some of the pieces even cut into the skin underneath, boy that guy was fat. It is not cool walking around and feeling them stab into your skin. And the worst part was there was sand everywhere so the doctor had to clean all of it out!! owowowowoowwwwwww that hurt so much I was like waaaah this is not fair your feet don't have that many nerves whywhywhy!? NOT FAIRRRR!!

The doctor had to use some kind of goop to hold the loose pieces in place so they would grow back correctly. My big toe still has a faint line across the middle and my pinky never healed quite right, the outside has a big chunk that grows wrong. I threw out all my sandals, I don't even wear them with socks I hate them!

BubblegumTeflon

Oh my pinky's not ingrown by the way so don't worry. I went back later and the doc was like "It just grew funny, them's the breaks. But if you want to we can take it out and see if it grows right the second time."

NO.

GakFace

Well.... time for me to be made fun of.... like in real life!!!

When I was about eight years old & playing baseball in my backyard with my two sisters and one of their friends. I was pissed because I wanted to be up at bat (this is what they tell me, I honestly don't remember about 2 hours of my life ). I was then "catcher," but I got too close to the one at bat. Well just to explain something, she was on a softball team, she always was one the best homerun hitters on the whole softball LEAGUE... I got caught in the over swing. LUCKY ME!!!!
So I was knocked out cold, and awoke some time later on my father's lap. I couldn't feel a damn thing, but I could hear jumbled noises.. and boy could I see! I saw blue washclothes coming in... onto my head above my eyes.. and red/purple ones leaving.. every coupla seconds... Quick trip to redi-med and I got me 7 stitches (or was it 8?).. Either way they were sky blue. Oh and I couldn't play dodgeball at all that week. I was imfamous in elementary school for dodgeball.. no one could hit me!

About a week before that.. hehehe. During recess, us guys had a thing for makin' the girls chase us (all in good fun, mind you). Well they were chasing me as my shoe inconveniently flipped off my foot, flew infront of me, and perfectly landed RIGHT where I was about to step. Did I mention yet that I was running at top speed? My own shoe tripped me as i dove head first into the asphault... That hurt like a bitch. Left a nice scab right on my forhead for a long time.

I've scabbed up both of my knees.. ALL OF my knees.. at the same time. Running home from school, which was 2 blocks away, as I tripped on the curb. You see the sidewalk sank into the curb, so that the curb was nastier than any tree root sticking out the soil.... as after i tripped, my knees slid across the cement... Try walking after your knees scab up in the "bent" position... holy mother.....

how are those?

[edit] Yes, the bat was aluminum [edit]

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[QUOTE]Originally posted by Booboo
[B]Just this January (29th) I was in a car accident.


Its pretty cool what they can do nowadays.. I got a titanium rod from hip to knee.. no cast, just some ace bandage lol. They had me starting pysical therapy just 2 days after the accident.


I also broke my femur in a drunken fall(40 FEET) and had a titanium rod inserted. was walking with crutches the day after surgery, which is very cool cause there in little atrophy.

worst one though was when i hit some gravel on a corner whilst piloting my motocycle. I remember the bike getting loose but that is it until I woke up. I was pinned under the bike with the handle bars across my throat and the exhaust manifold very near my face( burned a big groove outa my helmet and the heat kinda cooked my neck) it ended up that I had broken my jaw in two places and broken three fingers, 7 ribs, and 1 motorcycle.

got hit by a car when i was 6 and had my nose broken in a friendly game of pickup b-ball when i was 19. kinda funny that in the beginning of my first year of university i broke my nose, second year fell off a cliff, and third year dumped my motorcycle. having to leave school in my fourth year prolly saved my life.

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ratbastid

Wow, what a great thread!

Let's see. One time when I was 12 or so I was riding my bike with a friend. He was behind me and I was looking over my shoulder at him, cruising along very slowly for him to catch up, when I hit a deep, tall speed bump. Bike and rider went ass-over-handlebars. Pain.

When I was about 6 one time, my little brother and I were playing tug-of-war with a jumprope, around one of the corners in our house--he was down one hallway, and I was around the corner in a room, and we were kind of sawing on the corner with the jumprope. My dad came along, took my brother's end of the rope, gave it a firm yank, and pulled me right off my feet. I couldn't see him, he was around the corner. I flew head-first into the corner. 8 stitches.

Just yesterday I dropped a drinking glass about three inches. It shattered and a piece of it hopped up and tagged me inside the first knuckle of my right index finger. Bad place to get a cut--it bled like a mofo.

Once when I was about 10 I was at a playground, and there was a slide that had a fiberglass tunnel over the first few feet of it. I hung onto the metal bar that framed the top of the tunnel and swung on it, with the idea that I'd sort of sling myself down the slide. Unfortunately my right wrist caught on the top edge of the fiberglass tunnel and cut a nice deep cut inside my right wrist. What I remember most about it is how long we had to wait to see anybody in the emergency room. People kept coming in with head wounds and broken limbs and getting taken in ahead of me.

Whew. There are more, I just can't think now for all the vicarious pain.

Averett

Well, this isnt the worst accident, but it's fresh in my mind.

Just sliced my finger open with an edge to a can this morning. Hurt like holy hell, and bled like crazy. I nearly passed out

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I was 12 years old and helping my dad do some work on the house. I was grinding down the paint from railing on the front steps. I pushed a little too hard and the grinder skipped off of the metal and caught three fingers on my left hand. The middle finger was the worst of the three. There's a large scar over the length of most of the middle finger that nearly went down to the bone. The other two fingers had minor cuts. I went inside, poured some rubbing alcohol on it, then bandaged it up and went back to work.

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Did you know that the catalytic converter on 4-cylinder Toyotas can glow red when at maximum operating temperature? (glowing red steel means the temperature is approximately 830°C, which is upper 1000s in Fahrenheit) Did you know that it can continue to glow red for up to a minute after the car is off? Did you know that the oil filter on that engine is less than three inches away from the catalytic converter?







Did you know that touching glowing red steel for less than a quarter of a second can melt skin? Neither did I until last Friday. The penny is there for scale. The entire pink area has healed since last week, and every morning I wake up to find that the scab has rubbed off and my hand is covered in dried blood. For the first week, the scab was quite crusty and bloody, so what you're seeing is about 5 times better than it was originally. It still hurts like hell when I don't hold it up and gravity pulls blood toward the cut, and I'm looking at another two weeks until it's past the open cut stage.


Edit: I work at a quick oil change shop, and I've also fallen in one of the pits. They're not kidding when they post signs saying "CAUTION - OPEN PITS - DO NOT ENTER"

Double edit: misspelled "edit" the first time

ariekitten

when i was one and a half (just a baby) i was attacked by a dog who was apparently intent on taking my head off. my scalp and parts of my neck, chin and face areas were ripped open and left bloody. i have a scar that used to run from my scalp all the way down to my chin but not is just a diagonal strip on my scalp where no hair grows.

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I remember being like 10 years old or so and sat on the sofa, not know that there were a pair of scissors there. So, my right butt cheek still has a scar. Ouch, it was so painful. Other than that, I can't really think of anything else.

NoSoup

Clavus, where are your stories???

Although these didn't personally happen to me, I did have the (mis)fortune of witnessing them...

First of all, some friends and I were hanging out at a park near a rock quarry. One of my friends is none to bright... and for whatever reason was ignoring the warning signs and was running around near what I assumed was a small drop. He apparently miscalculated, and fell.

We heard him yell on his way down, and a strange thudding noise as he hit the ground below. We approached the edge - as we were approaching, I realized that we were looking down at the tops of trees. Our friend had fallen over 70 feet and landed on a pile of sharp, jagged rocks. I immediately called 911 and they came and rescued him. He managed to only shatter his leg as far as major injuries, and a of course got a ton of small cuts and bruises. It's amazing that he even survived such a fall.

Another time, in shop class, we were building a mirror, I believe. A girl in my class was using a vertical belt sander(?) to sand down the edges of a small block of wood. The wood slipped, and her fingers were pulled down into the machine by the belt, effectively sanding her flesh off. What made the entire event more horrific was the fact that blood and pieces of flesh were spraying off the belt as it continued to run. I will never, ever, forget the sight of the look of atonishment/horror on her face as she is being speckled with her own blood...

Not sure what the total damage was on that one, but she was out of school for an extended period of time.

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I've been pretty lucky... I've never gotten stitches, no major blood loss.

I have had what I believe were a few concussions. The worst was when I was hit in the head with a golf ball. The ball was on a line drive and hit me about an inch from my temple. Next thing I knew I was laying on the ground, and there was a LOUD ringing in my ears. I stood up, and the world spun, making me fall back down. I had a nice bump on my head for a few days!

I think I have broken some bones too, but nothing I've gone to the hospital for. Probably did a toe or two, probably a finger. maybe a rib from a seatbelt in a car accident. I hurt when I laid down, a little bit when I breathed, but it REALLY hurt two weeks later when I went to a rock concert and got squished in the crowd!

BigBen

Ha Ha Ha.

I read this post last week and was relieved to see that I am not the only one lucky enough to almost kill myself on a yearly basis.

To post one's injuries and relive them is a little bit masochistic, but WTF.

The worst accident I had today? Doing dishes (yes ladies, I am quite a catch) I found out that sharp knives are still sharp, even when under water. That really wasn't surprising, but did you know that when you get 'dish hands' (you know, those wrinkly white fingers) the sharp knife can penetrate the skin that much easier?

Any hoo, I just about took the pad of my right thumb off. Everyone at the Emergency Room was very nice. It was refreshing to see such dedication to workmanship, although it felt like the doctor was SETTING UP FUCKING CAMP in the wound...

Remember: Chicks dig scars.

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Let's see...

when I was five, I was runnin around the playground, and ran right into a little metal corner on those horsies on springs that wingle back and forth- five stiches, right in the middle of my forehead. I still have the stuffed animal the ER staff gave me for being so brave!

When I was 9, I jumped off of a horse (the kind you put planks of wood on, not the kind you ride) and landed, barefooted, on the upturned end of a crowbar. Nine stiches, right in the middle of my foot!

Broke a little bone in my foot playing soccer in fifth grade

Flipped over the handlebars of my scooter when I was oh... ten or so, when it hit a rock. Landed right on my left elbow, couldn't move my arm for a week or so...

OH, put my right hand through a piece of glass on a door, have a few scars on the wrist from that one, my mom flipped but I couldn't see what was the big deal, I mean, I didn't slit anything important, right?

Ummm.... oh, almost chopped the side of my left pointer finger off choppin parsley, almost passed out on that one too...

Sliced a teeny bit off the tip of my right pointer finger opening a package of deli meat.

OH, was riding a bike on the virginia creeper trail, slammed into a bridge, and jammed/broke the first knuckle on my left thumb- used to have hitchhiker's thumb on that hand... but not anymore!!

Sprained my left ankle really really nastily the first day of girl scout camp one summer when I was working there- sprained it at least twice a week for six weeks after that- took three years for it to be normal again.

Nothing too earth-shattering, but they all hurt like seven bitches in a bitch boat at the time!!

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I can't decide which accident was the WORST I ever had.

The time Jose Cuervo pushed me off a roof?
The Jujitsu accident that ended my martial arts studies?
The time I lopped off the end of my index finger?
The head injury that made me go blind?
The head injury that made me forget...almost everything.
and so on, and so on...

I've got stimulous overload

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When I was a 2-year-old my older brother (he was 4 at the time) pushed me out the window of an RV my parents had rented for our vacation.

Fell about 5 feet to the ground and landed on my head, massive concussion with a hematoma, you can still feel the ridge in my skull, should have killed me according to the doctors. Apparently the only reason that it didn't is that even after he pushed me out the window I still held onto the CB radio handset that we'd been fighting over and bungied off the cable on the way down.

Who said that stubborn was a bad thing?

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Scorps

almost had the tip of my ring finger on my right hand cut right off with a pair of gardening clippers. But the doc saved it

but got a little bump on the end of my finger!

And I did post a pic a long time ago with the gash in my forehead where I had 8 stichs when I was like 5 or 6 years old. Thats a long story!

Blue Fish

A few years ago I was walking barefoot across our living room carpet and a 3 inch needle went straight in through the tip of my big toe. About 1.5 inches went into my toe and the needle snapped off at the point of entry. I had no idea what I had stepped on as I did not see the part of the needle that was not lodged in my toe. I thought I had just stepped on something sharp, like a carpet tack. I walked around with the needle inside my toe for three days.

The pain finally got unbearable so I went to the Emergency room. The x-ray was pretty cool. You saw my big toe with a spear of metal sitting right down the center of the toe.

To remove it the doctor cut a small X at the point of entry. He then took what looked to me to be a pair of needle nose pliers and attempted to pull out the needle. The needle, being slick with blood, slipped off the pliers spraying a small amount of blood across the doctor’s face and causing me pain like I had never felt before. The doctor decided to numb me up a little bit more and the next attempt to grab the needle was successful. The happy ending is I was able to wear slippers to work for the next week.

reiii

amazing...lol


I guess my worst accident was when I broke my elbow in a wrestling tourny, not sure if that counts as an "accident"

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I got hit by a car at about age eight. Bruised my entire right side. Hurt to walk, and I had road rash all over my face. Lucky me, no broken bones.
Later that year I was knocking on a window in my neighbors playhouse & my arm broke through the cheap glass. I sliced my forearm open when I pulled my arm back. 10 stitches.
I was in a huge tire swing, age 9, seeing how high I could go when the rope snapped. I went flying. Knocked myself out.
About age 23 I was chasing my daughter (I was barefoot) through the front yard. She stopped & I caught myself so as not to slam into her. You could hear the bone in my baby toe snap.
Last year I was stepping over my bowflex, and smacked the same baby toe, broke it at a different angle. 1 month later I nearly amputated my other baby toe on a sheet of metal (long story). Then soon after that I impaled my thigh with a huge nail ripping down my old deck. Went in about two inches. Took a long time to heal.
Basically, I'm a klutz.

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slant eyes

about 3 y/o, stole my brother's pencil that he was doing hw with, ran off with it, tripped and stabbed myself in the forehead. luckily, nothing was hit, or was it? still have a scar from it

17 y/o, can't slam dunk a basketball so my friend and i bring out a trampoline. bounce and dunk with much fun, then i decide to pull a david robinson (jump up, both arms cocked way behind your head holding ball, and slam really hard in front of you with both hands). ball slips out of my hand, i get only finger tips of one hand on rim (guess i was looking for ball), i turn horizontal, fall face first into concrete floor. tried to get up, couldn't, spit blood and tasted blood for 2 days.

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It was an accident I guess, not because of me though. A sibling whipped a 12 foot piece of rope at me, hit me in my open eye. Went temporarily blind. The wierd part though, was that I saw bright green (and nothing else) in that eye.

Drider_it

a few years ago i sat a spinning skill saw down in the inner upper thigh of my right leg.. not intentional of course.. laughing at the time till i realized "omfg it cut my leg"

through divine oversight commity, it went over 3 inches deep and missed this hugh vein.. doctor was just stunned.. and no blood go figure. only time it bled was when the stitches was put in.

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Same, cept it was chicken from Taco Bell.

The worst incidient is when I was about 8 or 9 years old. A friends dad changed the tire on my bike for me since I somehow got a flat. Anyhoo, he didnt tighten down the bolts good enough, Im riding my bike, then there goes my front wheel! I busted my left "big tooth" on top. I had half a tooth for 6 years cause I was so afraid of the dentist. Then it became absessed since only half a root canal was performed. I almost died and had to have emergency dental work to drain the abcess. The tooth now has a crown. I still hate dentists .

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irseg

Mine just happened recently. Had a really bad day at work, and took my anger out on a solid wood door. Not very bright. Broke the bone in my hand that connects to my pinky. I knew something bad happened because the back of my hand had a nice hump in it, so I went to the hospital. It didn't hurt too bad, until I went to turn the ignition key to start my car. YEEEOWWWWW!!

The nurse was cool though. I told her what happened and said "I just had a really, really bad day." She said "Awwwwwww.. Well we'll get you all bandaged up. And get you some Vicodin, too."

thalakos315

never had a stitch, nor broken bone, hehe always been pretty careful about being stupid

Scorps

Like people always say, live every minute like its your last

P-Naughty

I was driving to school one day on a two lane road in my 1993 Chevy C1500 when I was 16. In a 55mph zone, a truck driver ahead of me was going 35. I had tried to find opportunities to pass him on several occassions, but the traffic was pretty bad. There were abour three other semis behind me who had been laying on their horns for some time (this was a truck route to bypass going throught the downtown area and recieved a lot of truck traffic, especially in the mornings). The guy finally got the idea and got up to 45, but I was running late. Shortly after going over a bridge a passing zone came up and traffic was stopped at a red light at an intersection about a mile away. So I pull out and start passing the semi... as he's going down hill. Yeah, stupid mistake, especially since I heard him accelerate not much longer after I pulled out.

So my 350 cu. inch engine (that's a 5.7 liter for you metric people) couldn't manage to give me the speed to pass... and the light changed. I tried brakeing, but it had been dry for about 3 months and we had a light sprinkle going earlier that morning and the road was slick. Even if I could have, the semis behind me had pulled into my spot, and they weren't about to slow down.

So I pull onto the oncoming traffic's shoulder, attempting to avoid hitting oncming traffic. As I do so, a small Kia something (a Rio or Sephia) pulled on along with me. I swerve back into the lane of oncoming traffic to see to my surprise a Hummer H1 followed by a Ford Excursion and a Suburban.... So I end up going into the ditch to keep from killing or being killed. The problem was, this was no ordinary ditch. I flew down an embankment about 45 feet deep and 25 feet wide. I got enough air that I got to see my glasses float off of my face.

But what goes up must come down, and I did so violently. Actually, it wasn't the fall, it was the mound of dirt filled with pine and oak roots that abruptly stopped my foward movement from a lovely speed of about 55, then I landed. I'm glad I hit it instead of a pine tree a little further to the right. Miraculously enough, I was able to walk away, albeit from the passenger side. Give it up for stainless steel frames and body panels without crumple zones .

I thought I was okay. I had no outward injuries, and turned away the free ambulance ride. My mom came and got me and took me to school, as my truck was undriveable. The front tires came off the rims when I landed. And me bending the steering wheel didn't help much either. I was sitting in home room for all of fifteen minutes before I asked my teacher if I could go to the nurse. The adrenaline wore off rather abruptly about an hour after the wreck. So I end up going to the ER and finding out I have bruised my ribs and shoulders and sprained several muscles in my back. It was that day that I discovered the joys of Vikodin.

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