What is your worst accident in your life?
Re: What is your worst accident in your life?
Almost cut my leg of with a chainsaw, 32 stitches. Also got infected from the stupid hospital leaving part of a stitch in when they took them out.
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Re: What is your worst accident in your life?
Not as bad as some here, but I fell down a flight of stairs 3 years ago this June and suffered a Tibia plateu fracture that required surgery, bone grafts, a plate and 8 screws to fix. I spent 10 days in the hospital, 12 weeks before I could hobble around with a walker, from about 18 weeks I used a cane till about a year and a half ago, at which time I could stand for maybe thirty minutes at a time... And my field of employment generally requires standing 8-10 hours a day...
I still limp a little, and I got away lucky... Any worse and I would have had the whole knee replaced at 30...
HTRN
I still limp a little, and I got away lucky... Any worse and I would have had the whole knee replaced at 30...
HTRN
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I almost drowned in a thin river/creek in Slide Rock State Park, AZ trying to save my brother. He couldn't swim; my abilities were limited at the time.
Dislocated my pinky finger trying to catch a football thrown entirely too hard and too far behind me. I walked around for about 6 hours until I finally went to a hospital, not that it was anything to worry about.
One morning I gagged myself brushing my tongue. I grabbed ahold of the bathroom sink with a horrible pain in my upper chest. Next thing I recall is waking up on our tile floor and staring up at the underside of a porcelain toilet. Had a nice bruise on my side and a bit on the left side of my head.
I guess these are accidents. Maybe not.
Dislocated my pinky finger trying to catch a football thrown entirely too hard and too far behind me. I walked around for about 6 hours until I finally went to a hospital, not that it was anything to worry about.
One morning I gagged myself brushing my tongue. I grabbed ahold of the bathroom sink with a horrible pain in my upper chest. Next thing I recall is waking up on our tile floor and staring up at the underside of a porcelain toilet. Had a nice bruise on my side and a bit on the left side of my head.
I guess these are accidents. Maybe not.

Pah. I fell down the stairs on my own at that age. 3 times, knocking myself out on the wooden post at the bottom the last time. No wierd behaviour resulted from thatmum dropped me down the stairs when I was 2 or 3. If I get famous I can blame my uh... weird behaviour all on her
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What scares me? Mobile phones, bad driving, and brake lights.
(Spend some time drafting traffic on a bike and you'll understand the last one)
Re: What is your worst accident in your life?
I've had a few, nothing too spectacular.
I was doing ninety (well, maybe about 10 ) on my BMX when I was about 8, when I decided I'd do a 180 turn by making use of my friend's large driveway.
I quite vivdly remember my back wheel rising up behind me, and landing face first onto his driveway.
(seriously, I still can see the ground speeding towards my face and thinking "wtf?")
Slightly broken nose, incredibly busted lips (I looked like daffy duck) and 1 lost baby tooth.
(slightly broken nose was much more broken going nose first down the stairs in my house a few years later)
Then when I was twelve, I fell knee-first onto a fruit crate. (I didn't know it was there, it was suroundsed by bin bags full of old clothes, which infact they were what a tripped over)
The crate (which had some junk my mother was spring cleaning) was a cheapo plywood affair, but had BIG CHUNKY triangular corners, and one of these went straight into my knee.
I was still a pretty tubby kid, with a lot of baby fat on my knees, so thats probably why I can still walk unaided.
The sight of my knee with a big triangular hole (about 1 1/2 inches a side) on it, fat and muscle exposed and rapidly filling with blood was a disconcerting one.
So, trip to hospital, which turned out to be the luckiest trip ever:
We went to the busiest kids hospital in Dublin, normally the place is like Judgement Day, but there were only 2 other kids in A&E that day, so I ended up with something like 10 bored doctors and a bunch of students all suddenly incredibly interested in this kid with a hole in his knee.
I ended up being an impromteau lesson in how to repair a gaping hold in a kids leg, with one of the plastic surgeons in charge.
14 stiches and 10 years later , and I now have a nice > shaped scar on my knee.
I was doing ninety (well, maybe about 10 ) on my BMX when I was about 8, when I decided I'd do a 180 turn by making use of my friend's large driveway.
I quite vivdly remember my back wheel rising up behind me, and landing face first onto his driveway.
(seriously, I still can see the ground speeding towards my face and thinking "wtf?")
Slightly broken nose, incredibly busted lips (I looked like daffy duck) and 1 lost baby tooth.
(slightly broken nose was much more broken going nose first down the stairs in my house a few years later)
Then when I was twelve, I fell knee-first onto a fruit crate. (I didn't know it was there, it was suroundsed by bin bags full of old clothes, which infact they were what a tripped over)
The crate (which had some junk my mother was spring cleaning) was a cheapo plywood affair, but had BIG CHUNKY triangular corners, and one of these went straight into my knee.
I was still a pretty tubby kid, with a lot of baby fat on my knees, so thats probably why I can still walk unaided.
The sight of my knee with a big triangular hole (about 1 1/2 inches a side) on it, fat and muscle exposed and rapidly filling with blood was a disconcerting one.
So, trip to hospital, which turned out to be the luckiest trip ever:
We went to the busiest kids hospital in Dublin, normally the place is like Judgement Day, but there were only 2 other kids in A&E that day, so I ended up with something like 10 bored doctors and a bunch of students all suddenly incredibly interested in this kid with a hole in his knee.
I ended up being an impromteau lesson in how to repair a gaping hold in a kids leg, with one of the plastic surgeons in charge.
14 stiches and 10 years later , and I now have a nice > shaped scar on my knee.
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Well, I was dropped on my head in fifth grade. It wasn't fun, and there was a heavy bookbag involved.
And most recently, I stepped onto some stairs wrong and did something funny to my ankle, so now it likes to hurt at the most inconvenient times.
I also walked in a doorframe once and jammed my finger. It hurt and and I couldn't pop it for two or three months after that.
But no stitches or broken bones here!
And most recently, I stepped onto some stairs wrong and did something funny to my ankle, so now it likes to hurt at the most inconvenient times.
I also walked in a doorframe once and jammed my finger. It hurt and and I couldn't pop it for two or three months after that.
But no stitches or broken bones here!
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sliced finger to bone with pearing knife. f*cked up knee and ankle during triple jump competition in track. but unfortunately thats nothing compared to the things that have happened to some of my friends by me by accident. broke one kid's arm, hyperextended another's knee and have been accused of f*cking up another kid's foot but I don't remember the incedent at all.
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