Worst Accident You Ever Had?
 

Well the worst accident I ever had happened when I was like 13 y/o I accidentally stabbed my self with a kitchen knife it penetrated my left thigh real deep wound blood all over if you can imagine. Im interesting in hearing your stories.

i pulled a pot of boiling water over myself when i was a toddler.
i still have third degree burn scars on my right arm.
you can even tell where on my arm the water hit, and where the pot hit... different looking scars.
very interesting.

vatoloco, did you hit a major artery in your leg??

Well actually I dunno cause I never went to the doctor but there was a lot of blood I just let my wound heal by itself. I have a rather small scar on my thigh now it was bigger before but as I grew older it became smaller. Ouch its not a very nice thing to get burned thanks for sharing. One of my fears in life is getting burned alive.

got hit by a one ton truck when i was 8-bashed my brain-damaged my right eye-busted both legs-turned my insides to jelly.
19 years later got my head crushed in an industrial accident-did a bunch more damage to it. hey i still have fun!

I ate some bad chicken. Didn't make it home in time. Poop everywhere.

I've never had any major injuries, no broken bones, a few nasty burns but thats about it.

im a fairly pastey bloke, and fell asleep sunbaking while holidaying on a house-boat.

if im thankful for nothing else its that i was wearing shorts at the time ;) but it was painful to move at all for the next week, and itchy for another week. Still have some scarring on my chest from it.

can look back and laugh now though :)

I rear ended a day care bus cuz the lady didnt turn on her turn signal before she turned and I didnt have enough warning to stop. The kids were ok but my poor Zippy was totaled and I was very shaken and my neck hurt.

The worst was when I was 7 and tried to do a spinning jump into the swimming pool. My chin hit the edge. I got 10 stitches out of it. I've been pretty lucky avoiding accidents in my life.

I've been hit by three different drunken morons while inline skating.

Miraculously only cuts and bruises. (although I had to replace my totaled helmets) or maybe it was because I had full armor on...

WEAR ARMOR KIDS... Helmet + wrist guards + kneepads

college weekend - ex wife driving our vw bug on a 6 lane - me in passenger seat - she loses control - car flips end over end 5 times - she is thrown 150 feet to the other side of the road - I stay in the car and spin 5x times inside it - time slows down - car lands and rolls to a stop on the other side of the road - we don't have a scratch - car is totaled beyond recognition - cop says if I was wearing a seat belt I would have been killed for sure...

A guy on my own soccer team got tripped up and in the process of falling he took me down with him. I ended up tearing two ligaments in my left knee. I think I was in 6th grade or so.

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when i a was 12 years or so , i climbed on some old house on the outside, in the first floor one of the windows was loose and i fell all the way down on a square of fire wood (long sharp sticks) , one missed my eye for 1 cm ... lucky me if i would have been fallen a bit diffrent i would have been dead

I got hit in the head with a brick, had to get 8 stitches.

While snowboarding, I went off a 20 foot cliff, when I landed I doubled over and my face slammed into my knee with enough force to knock me unconscious, break my nose in 2 places, fracture my upper jaw, knock 2 teeth back, get a concussion, 2 black eyes, and very scabby bloody lips. And somehow, I rode about 150 yards while knocked out...

Cop said the same thing to me. I drove around a corner (too fast) and my truck rolled over. Crushed the cab right down to the window level, I had just enough room to climb out (without a scratch, just some sore knees from hitting the steering wheel).

At the age of 5 I ran across the living room and tried to see how fast I could go. I ran into the wall and broke my arm in 2 places. It's possible I wasn't the brightest child who ever lived.

Put my fist through a window at age 4.... Still have a nice scar on the back of my hand.

Lots of accidents.

Horse jumped on our family car when I was 2 1/2. No injuries to me, but my mom had two crushed vertebrae and my sister had glass all up and down her head, neck and back.

When I was 4, we were playing dodgeball and I had the bright idea of using an old license plate as a "shield." Ball thrown at me, I raise the "shield" and it cuts into my forehead. 25 stitches.

When I was 5 I was running through the kitchen, slipped and fell face first into the open rack of the dishwasher. Still have scar from where a metal spoke poked all the way through my right cheek.

When I was 9 I was rollerblading and a twig stuck between two wheels as I turned - my ankle got turn all the way around. On crutches for 3 weeks.

When I was 13 I broke my toe as I landed toes-first from a jumping front kick in Tae Kwon Do. Split the toe nail in half, too.

When I was 16 I stabbed myself with a very, very large knife in the side of hand while opening a can of beans. 16 stitches, and the hole was so deep you could see the ligaments for my fingers when I moved them.

That's all I can think of for now.

When I was like 10 I didn't have a lot of friends.

I would hang out in the yard and throw the football way up in the air and catch it, acting as if I was a receiver scoring a touchdown.

then I landed on a nine inch rusty nail.

went through my knee and I had to go to the hospital.

luckily, It missed the cartilage by milimeters, and they numbed my knee and just pulled the nail out. If it had been just a little more angled, I would have had to had quite a surgery. I got really lucky and only had to have a tetanis shot.

bleh.. i was rushing to cut some paper... when i snipped the tip of my pinky off. AND THESE WERE SAFETY SISSORS! =( i guess they werent too safe after all

When I was riding my bike to junior high, i was going down the hill in the bike lane, and my front wheel caught a groove in the asphalt and led me into the curb. I felt head-first into the bricks that lined the planter beyond the sidewalk. Got the whole ambulence treatment and everything once drivers stopped to help. Kids at school thought I had died. I'm ok.

Worst accident I've ever been in was when I was riding my push bike as a kid.. In a brief episode of ineptness, I accidently got some of my toes caught in the between the chain and the spokes and mangled them quite badly.

I stumbled into a nearby fast food outlet, where transport to a nearby hospital was arranged. Some quick stitching later, I managed to keep all of my toes, and now I have an interesting story to tell youngsters I see riding their bikes.

When I was taking my driver's license, another young man drove into my rear. I had a joint in my back pushed something like 1,5cm to the right. At that time, I didn't know that anything was wrong, so I went to a friend's house and we got utterly drunk. Same evening we decided to jump off a bridge naked... which at that time seemed like a perfectly good idea to do. All in all it resulted in a permanent back damage, which makes my spine go into cramps a couple of times a week. Not at all pleasent, but then again: I had to learn it, didn't I?

eh, lets see, i imitated a soft toy and hit my head hard on a sharp edge of a marble table and had over, erm, 12 switches.

Fell into a drain while biking. Twice. Hurt my groin the second time. So much for backwards-handles.

Feeling goofy, not well, i guess i had some sorta hallucianation of sort, simply toppled over, head first into a glass-panaled bookcase. Smashed the glass with my forehead; shoulder's fleash split open , approx 5 inch scar , i had scrapped past some wooden object )no idea what) and the friction went thru even my shirt and cut my skin. Strangely, my head only got a bruise, no blood. Talk about being a blockhead, heh.


And lots and lots of sprains. One of the worst being about 9, i landed on my finger while screwing around the playground, swelled to over 3 times the original size, turned blue-black, bruised. I think i fractured a bone, maybe tore a ligament, couldn't write for 2 months. But i let it heal by itself, no professionasl help.

I was the passenger in a car that hit a car that ran a red light in front of us. We kind of rolled off the car and hit a telephone pole. We were not wearing seatbelts. I hit the windshield with my head, and my left side cracked the console in front of us. I had 50 stitches in my head, concussion, 3 highly bruised ribs, and a broken finger. I had pain for 10 years after that accident. I also had short-term memory problems for a few weeks.

The worst accidents? I tried a stupid stunt with my bike, ended up breaking a peice of my collarbone clean off, had to have 2 surgeries to repair it. oh, and I cut one of my finger tips off with a deli meat slicer.

When I was like four, i used to build pyramids out of glasses - on one occasion (and prolly my last), the baby sitter distracted me... needless to say, the pyramid came toppling down, shattered glass everywhere - and one got me in the fore arm... got 10-12 stitches (dont know how many actually - i dont remember, and the scar is beginnning to grow faint).

On another occasion, prolly a year and a half later, everytime my dad came home from work, we used to play hide-and-seek. So this one time, he came home, and I sped off to hide somewhere, and slipped... landed with my chin on the cold hard floor, and got like 4 stitches.

On some other occassion, I was riding my bike outside my house (and we live in a hill), so the slope was fairly steep... I fell off the bike and landed face-first on the ground until I came to a stop. My left cheek was a total mess, you could see the living flesh... You can still see some little scars from where I scraped my cheek against the ground...

Riding my bike down a hill, foot slipped off pedal, foot hit ground, tread on shoe caused foot and leg to stop moving, bare leg caused bike to stop moving. 13 teeth of the gear went into the back of my leg. 6 years later, i still have scars.

True story: In the third grade I was stabbed in the white of my left eye with a pencil and I still have the graphite markings to prove it. In my freshman year in highschool, I failed to fasten an x-acto blade to the handle and stuck myself in the finger while sharpening a pencil with it, also leaving a permanent graphite mark. Nothing terribly gorey, but still pretty horrific.

I once head-butted a basketball pole. I was landing from a jump and leaned forward hard to keep my balance...right into the pole. My vision went white for a few seconds, and I stumbled around a bit. Scalp wounds are bloody, kids. I still have a scar, but you can't see it under the hair.

I also once burned a finger on a car cigarette lighter. Fuck, that hurt. Still have the scar.

Then there's the time I fractured a finger when a basketball hit it head on while my finger was rigid. Couldn't make a fist for like two weeks after that.

Incidentally, all three of these events happened in the same year, in junior high. I haven't experienced anything that bad since, besides the occasional party where I drink too much and pledge to God that I'll never take another sip if he just lets me live through the night :D.

Oh, but there was the time in grade school that I put a staple right through my fingernail. That hurt a bit as well.

I'm actually not that accident-prone, believe it or not.

When I was younger (like 4-5) my uncle was pushing me on a swing, the kinds the bigger kids used. Well he turned around to talk to someone and I fell off of the swing. Meanwhile the swing is still swinging, so when I finally get to my knees (not too long after falling) the swing is on it's way back down and meets my face a bit to the left of my mouth. It must've hit me pretty hard because it left a nice scar which, to this day, is still there.

wow, reading a lot of these i'm very lucky with my injuries

worst was a few years ago in highschool football.. i was making a block and the running back got tackled on my ankle, had to wear a big old removable cast / brace thing for a good month

besides that i split my chin open when i was biking, only a few stitches

oh yeah, a "C" clamp stabbed my hand and went pretty deep. that was pretty gross :\ had to get a few stitches on that too

wife made some brownies, and she can make some great treats, well she put them in the fridge and the next morning i needed a snack - for breakfast, so i tried to get them out of the pan, but they seemed "stuck", so i grabbed a steak knife and tried to pry a slice out, well the knife slipped and stabbed me in the hand. I went to the emergency room to have it stiched up. But to make matters worse the woman behind the counter kept calling my 18 month old son princess. First thing i did after leaving the hospital was to get my son a haircut.

I was snorkelling in the Mediterranean ocean. It was a calm, sunny July as we swam about. I was the last to get into the motorboat. The people in charge, against my better judgement,
recommended I get in the back.

As I climbed in, I slipped, hitting the gear leaver on the side of the engine.

Suddenly the water was a whole lot warmer. I looked into the ocean, and a small piece of flesh went past.

Since we had been fishing, I thought nothing of it and climbed in the side of the boat. Swinging my left leg up, the people in the boat all made shocked noises.

Looking down, I saw My leg had been sliced clean right across the front, about 2cm from the knee.

I looked at the wound. Looked at the driver and said "I think I need medical assistance" before falling into the boat.

They stitched me up. 15 stiteches, I think it was, and I was fine, except that I have a numb patch all around that part below the knee where it hit the nerve.

I was very lucky not to lose the leg. Or worse.

I fell asleep while driving with the cruise control set at 75 and piled into the back of a parked semi trailer along the Interstate in Florida.

I woke up in the hospital with broken ribs, cracked sternum (ouch!) concussion, hyper extended ankle, and a bunch of cuts and bruises.

If you've ever broken ribs or cracked your sternum you learn quickly that coughing or laughing is a new adventure in pain!

Just this January (29th) I was in a car accident.

I hit a patch of ice, went into a pole about 40 ft away.

Wrapped the car around the pole and It took em 50 minutes to get me out (they used the jaws of life and cut off the roof and snipped the parts between the ront/back doors.

I had a broken left femer, which I was told is pretty much the worst bone you can break, as its the largest weight bearing bone in your body.

They also said teh doors were 30ft dow nthe road to either side.. (front doors) apparently they popped off lol.. When I woke up in the car(was knocked unconsious) I was sitting in the passenger seat and the thing at the base of the seatbelt was broken.. it was quite a scene=P

They were gonna take me in the hellicopter(sp?) but the weather was too bad, so it didn't happen=/

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.

oh the car was a 2000 VW golf.

thats all i've got.. I was pretty lucky up to that point... and I was actually lucky just to get a broken leg I guess.. =)

<Sigh>

Honestly, not much has ever happened to me. I've never broken a bone or been in any sort of major accident. I might have sprained my ankle once. Thats about it. I guess I lead a sheltered life..

I fell off a bridge when I was four. There was no water in the creek, I landed on rocks.I only got a few scrapes and bruises and a bump on the head, nothing serious. I never walked on the railing agian!

I got hit in the head with the spiked end of a hammer when I was like 9 years old. It was a gusher, let me tell you. My whole body was pretty much covered in blood. We were doing the 'let's dig to China' thing in my friend's front yard, and one of the guys wasn't looking when he was using the hammer as a pick and nailed me in the noggin. The funniest thing is that I only needed ONE stitch because the gash was only a quarter inch or so long.

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...

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!

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.

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

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. :D:D:D:D 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]

[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. :lol:

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.

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 :(

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.

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?

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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

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.

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.

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.

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!

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. :D

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!!

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

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? :)

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:D

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!

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.

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"

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.

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.

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.

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.

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 :).

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." ;)

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

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

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 :thumbsup:.

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.