Worst injury/close call

What was your worst injury?

mine was in 6th grade i flipped my bike and had 2 surgeories on my arm and was doing absolutly nothing for 6 months. and i had to pull little stones out of my arm with a knife.

Oh and tell if it was gory/bloody with alot of detail.

My worst? Same thing you did. But I was 6 at the time, and my problem didn't show up until I grew some more. I landed on my nose and face, and screwed up my jaw.

12 years later, after 2 years of braces, 2 or 3 out-patient procedures to prepare (upper mandibular split), I had major facial and jaw reconstruction surgery (and another 4 yrs of braces after that). Was under the knife for 12+ hrs and was wired shut for 12 weeks. I have wires permanently embedded in my jaw holding it together. Fun seeing a new dentist...

Mike.

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Mine was probably when I fell on my wrist/lower arm (fell on the curb at the edge of th road). Since I was young my bone was more flexable (I swear I felt the bone flex when I hit the curb) and s I got a 'greenstick' fracture (Like when you try snap a green stick from a tree but it stays in one piece).

After I fell I got back up, played football with friends for a few hours, was hurting all the time, by the time I got home my wrist had swollen up pretty badly. Still I just shrugged it off for about 3 days until whislt playing Football in P.E at school I got fouled and fell badly on it again - Man, that was pain! Had a cast put on it after that.

That really explains so much about you.

Oh, what the hell. . . it's not like there's anything on TV right now. . .

Dislocated jaw when I was 10, a bone fragment went through my ear canal-- lots of blood (hit in the head with a broom handle).

1997: 3 broken ribs, broken scapula, partially torn rotator cuff, shattered tibula (now help in place with a titanium rod and three pins) (bicycle acident during a club ride). Epilogue: I got hit by a car in the same leg exactly 12 months later-- just a really bad sprained knee and a fractured ulna.

How about stupidest thing that SHOULD have caused a nasty injury...

We made a jump for our bikes... Two milk crates with a board between them... Board from the sidewalk up to first milk crate. Board from second milk crate to a garbage can (4.5 feet tall or so?)... I went first... Was going too fast, so I tried to jump the whole thing from the first board... Caught my rear wheel on the garbage can and did a face plant to the sidewalk...


That sucked ass, but no injuries...

Snapped my anterior-cruciate ligament in my left knee with the knee-cap itself dislocating and the whole joint seizing up.

Focking thing is useless to me now.

Lost a football career because of it.

Nature's cruel, my friend. Our species is even worse.

You insulted her - the phrase is "get on it". Grammar is different in different languages. 8)

Mike.

LOL!

Ouch!

The funny thing is, I now have a strong desire to fire up the BBQ and eat a few sausages.

Chirizo sausage...hmmm....

"G'dday, mate. Throw another shrimp on the barbie".



Dont know how many times we've all heard that one, eh? The world must think we're just a bunch of slack-jawed convicts in a nice looking country. "Come on down to Australia, its a great looking place! The people are stupid, though."

Make sure you pack your boardshorts or "swimming trunks", as they say. You could swim for a lifetime on our beaches. Still clean too, relatively speaking, of course.

She's a great place, mate. I've not met one traveller who didn't have a good time or two down here. Stay away from the dingos and sharks and its all good!

I cant wait to go to the States. I can only imagine the good times I'm going to have when I go. Those Las Vegas Coke hookers wont know what him 'em.

And that's Ned's version of how he came to be the limp wristed fcukr we all know and love.

*WingDing rip off alert*

It was still good though

I've actually been fairly lucky with broken bones and suchlike (*touch wood*) despite having plenty of cause to do myself in over the years. My worst accident, well, most spectacular at least, was getting run over by a tractor.


Yes, a tractor.


With a very large trailer on the back filled with hey bails.


I sh1t you not, I was about ten at the time, was jumping up into the cabin, slipped on the lip of the door, and the next thing I remember is being on my back, looking up and seeing the massive back wheel going over my two legs. The only reason they didn't snap was because the ground was gravel and the tyres were filled with water, so between them the ground and the wheels gave way rather than my knees.

The doctors looked at me a bit funny when I strolled in to A&E....

Brain death only. Plenty on here manage just fine with the same condition.

is this the worst injury we can remember?

well, if it isnt, when i was six months i fell off the bed and factured the crown of my skull, was so young they couldnt use stitches, still gotta funny hair line and scar from that one, but i dont remember it.

worst i remember would would be falling off the roof of my friends car, while he was going about 35+mph (dont ask what i was doing upo there ) it hurt like shit and i was walking funny after that one.

couple other memorable ones are i have been stabbed a couple times(once in the cheek and once in the lowerback.) but they werent bad and i also dislocated my shoulder in a wrestling match. that sucked but it popped right back in.[/shrug]

Also, I've got a nasty scar on my right forearm where I got burnt in an incident years ago. My bdu caught fire and the material welded itself to my arm.

Oh, and my left forearm has an inch long scar underneath where some silly fcuker pulled a knife on me. I got very lucky with that one.

lol that reminds me i got a nice old scar from where i fried my forearm with hot tailpipe from a suzuki samurai, hair still doesnt grow right from that... 8O

Weird, isn't it?

How this for perverse. Over 100+ parachute jumps and not a scratch. Where did I sprain my ankle? Climbing out the back of a Bedford truck while on exercise. :?

That was the third time I had a knife pulled on me. First time was when I worked in brum and I shoved the guy out the way with my sports bag (that promptly gained a big gaping hole). Second time was while on holiday in Tenerife with a couple of mates (mugger got a broken arm). Third time was a few xmas's ago. Attempted mugging, went to disarm him (and got slashed). One sided fight ensued (me lamping him). Police called, I scarpered. He got on the front page of the local rag, claiming I mugged him. Bastard.

Had to be stopped going to the hospital and finishing him off (I gave him two broken ribs, two dislocated fingers and a broken nose by all accounts). Fcuker.

I've never had any serious injuries...built like a rock I guess Should have died so many times considering how many trees...and buildings I fell off of as a kid

Only thing that actually drew blood for me was when I was on the road with my uncle (trucker) and I jumped out of the cab onto some gravel and wiped out, minor I know, but I pretty much tore all the skin off my leg all at once. Blood everywhere!

Fun part was on the way to the hospital my uncle kept bugging me "Look at all that blood Robin that's SO COOL! OMG ITS PUSSING AWESOME!! Can I touch it?"

bleh

I almost did a similar thing but I was lucky - I was on the trunk of a friends car and he thought I had hopped off, so he stepped on it and turned the car - starting to do a donut. luckily it was an old Dodge Dart that had a lip on the edge of the trunk - and I somehow got 'gecko glue' on my fingertips... I stayed on until he slowed down enough that I could hop off 'safer-ly'

Mike.

9 years old I was playing a game of tag with my friends and some girls we had found. I was at the top landing of a slide when one of the girls pushed me when I wasn't looking at her. I fell 10 feet off the slide, landed on my right side, lacerating my liver in half aside from the main vein and the 'skin' of the organ.

5 days in ICU with premmies, emergency surgery staff in the room next to me. They pumped me full of something so I stayed awake 5 days straight, no tv, no radio, no one to talk to - no visitors because I was with premmies. A few died while I was there.

4 days in a regular hospital room laying next to Andrew who had to get skin graphs because he was caught on a truck's trailer hauling lawn mowing equipment and dragged 300 yards down a road.

At day 7 I was allowed to start drinking liquids. I had IVs in each arm, blod drawn 8-10 times per day, and 2 CT scans a day. By day 9 I was able to eat solid food likes Peas and Beans. They wanted to make me fart, it's a sign that your liver is working.

I then spent 3 months laying on a mattress in front of a TV. I spent my entire summer break on a mattress. I spent a short time learning to walk again, right before 6th grade started.

I'm also not supposed to drink because of the extensive damage to my liver. I'm not supposed to play contact sports because my liver sits 2 inches lower and every time my rib cage flex, it hits my liver instead of protecting it.

My parents took my two older brothers to Cedar Point the first 3-4 days because I was expected to die and surgery wouldn't help because it would create more damage by cutting and what not than what they would be repairing. I laid in bed a couple days in with my mom and god mother standing over me, talking about planning my funeral - they thought I was sleeping.

I didn't break or fracture a bone either. They would have had to cut my skin, break my ribs, cut my muscle lining, cut my liver open, stitch the inside up, stitch the liver up, stitch my muslce lining/diaphram? fix my ribs, stitch my skin up.

Reading that gave me the shivers....ouch.

ever wonder if you don't die every night? you loose complet consciousnous...and then, coming out of that last dream, you rebuilt your world and your personality from momeries.