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[Summer Wine]

Accidents - from the past

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[nautilus]

so just delete it then!!!!

[Stevie_B]

No, let's make it something interesting:

What's the worst accident you've ever had?

Mine was when I stepped on a broken matchstick that was somehow pointing upwards and it got stuck half an inch into my foot. It was in there for five full days, and was increasingly painful. After working at it with tweezers, needles and the like, I eventually got it out by soaking my foot in a bucket of hot water for an hour and then squeezing it out like some sort of parasitic worm. It was some relief when it came out, I can tell you...

[Bibbitybop]

nautilus, there is no delete button.

Though summerwine could've turned the accidental double post into something entertaining like stevie_b.

Stevie, I play your game, I may end up deported, in jail or dead due to arrangements between the ROK and the USSR.

[Smee]

In fifth grade I was helping with the class bulletin board and I put a staple through my thumb. I pulled it out, no big deal. But it hurts to think about.

[nautilus]

Ok lets make it a 500 pager then.

worst for me was coming off my skateboard and hitting the tarmac at 100mph.
I cracked both my kneecaps and was in a wheelchair, then on crutches..for several weeks. Aged 11.

[ReeseDog]

Hmmm...stapler incident. When I was in the Army, one of my roommates snuck up behind me and stapled an oak leaf to the back of my head. Hurt very much bad.

[Kimchi Cowboy]

1) Crushed my calcaneous (heelbone) after, er, jumping off of something I shouldn't have. Had some pins put in, but I got a bone infection (osteomyelitis), which meant that I had an open, weeping wound for several months until my doc finally pulled the pins out. After that it healed up, but I spent over 6 months on crutches, then another couple months with a cane. Great fun.



2) Pulmonory contousion - bruised lung. I was tubing behind a boat, the driver was exceeding the recommended speed, took a sharp turn, I hit the water at probably 45+ mph. At first I thought I just had the wind knocked out of me, but it felt... different. Got myself back into the boat and started spitting out frothy red blood with black flecks in it (lung tissue, I believe). Spent three nights in hospital on oxygen. Good times.









SUMMERWINE - How about changing the thread title?

[yoja]

Worst and only "accident" I ever had. It's of a slightly different nature than the other accidents posted so far. It was quite embarrassing at the time, but hopefully it will be entertaining now.

It was during my first (second?) year of university, during a heat wave at the height of summertime. I'd gone hiking one fine Saturday morning, came home, and decided to walk to the bank, which was a little less than a mile away. I'd been drinking a lot of water because it was pretty hot out and I sweat A LOT.

Anyway, walked to the bank to get some cash. The bank was on one of the main streets of the city, and the ATM was next to the street. Right after I withdrew cash, I realized I had to pee. Immediately. It was bad. So bad that I could barely move. So I waited, thinking that it would get better, or that I'd be able to shuffle my way down the street behind the bank, or find a bush, or DEAR GOD PLEASE ANYTHING. But no. Of course not. I couldn't even move without feeling urine start to trickle down my leg.

Finally I was able to shuffle over to the steps and sit down. I was wearing light blue jeans, a popular choice at the time, but unfortunately they were only light blue when dry. When wet, they became conspicuously dark and it was obvious that they were damp. I sat on the steps for awhile and tried to think. The bank was closed because it was Saturday. Next to the bank there was a Pizza Hut, but there was a big parking lot between the two. Across the street was...I forget. It didn't matter because I knew I'd never make it that far.

Finally, I decided to make a break for it. I ran across the parking lot to the Pizza Hut, urine streaming down my leg, and ran into the restroom as quickly as I could. Finally, relief. But I wasn't sure what to do about my jeans. It was pretty obvious what had happened, and I didn't want to have to walk all the way home on the main streets of the city with freshly-peed pants. So I did the only thing I could think of. I took off my jeans and rinsed them in the sink, making sure that they were wet everywhere. I wasn't sure what would be more conspicuous: walking home in totally drenched jeans, or walking home in jeans that had obviously been peed, and not just a little. I was hoping that the wet jeans option would get fewer stares.

Arrived home. My roommates were all home, and of course they all wanted to know where I had been and why I was wearing wet jeans. I never told them.

Anyway, that's my worst "accident." Peeing my pants as a university student, on the main street in the neighborhood. Ahh, the shame and humiliation.

[Underwaterbob]

In grade five I went over the high jump and landed square on the small of my back on the ground between two parted mats. The spotters yelling at me to stop were drowned out by the other students cheering me on.

I couldn't walk for a couple of weeks because my back couldn't support the weight of my upper body.

I also once tore my rotator cuff (muscle in my shoulder). While not as debilitating, it was the most physically painful experience of my life.

My cracked kneecap and nail-through-the-foot were nothing.

[Stevie_B]

[yoja]

[canuckistan]

Horse-inflicted. Going way too fast on a little cross-country race. The nag took a very sudden left, I kept going. Landed on my back...rocky kind of terrain. It took almost an hour to get up. I'm lucky to be walking. There's a spot on my lower back that still feels wonky to this day. I hope that horse went to the glue factory.

The other worst thing was self-inflicted. I was having a little shot competition with a mystery guy sitting somewhere across the Sir Winston Churchill's bar in Montreal. Had no clue who it was. He kept sending me shots. So I reciprocated through the waitress. This went on for a little while.

Did I mention the very, very tall bar stool I was sitting on that I had my legs intertwined with the bars? The bar stool was about 2 feet away from a wall. Now I'm not much of a drinker so suffice it to say after 4 or so shots had sunk in I realized I was getting hammered. The next thing I did was in slow motion. At least I remember it slow motion. I just leaned back, la la la la la, and kept going.....all the way down--hitting the wall behind me, with my legs still caught in the bar stool bars, until I was on the floor but somehow with the stool still upright and my legs still stuck in it. I must have looked like Gumby.
Smacked the back of my head on the wall, chipped the bone in my elbow hitting the floor (which still hurts on damp days) bashed up the other one, and gnashed the *beep* out of my shins on those bar stool bars--from ankle to knee almost.
Next thing I know mystery man was hovering over me saying "Are you ok?!!!"
"*Beeping* marvelous!!!" I said.

He'd obviously watched my elegant slo-mo slide down the wall whilst caught in a bar stool. He helped me get untangled.

When you're drunk you don't really feel this stuff. The next day though.
I could not roll any way out of bed without yelping in great pain.

I don't think I had shots again for at least 5 years.

[yawarakaijin]

I have a bad habit of plugging my nose when I sneeze. One day this bad habit collided with another innocuous human activity.

As I was standing at a urinal in full stream I felt that unique sensation you get when you are just about to sneeze. It was coming, there was nothing I could do to stop it. And so, in full stream, I pinched my nose to inhibit the expulsion of large amounts of snot. Let me just say this. NEVER, NEVER, NEVER plug your nose to stiffle a sneeze if you are in the middle of taking a piss. It was the worst pain I had ever experienced.

[poet13]

Hmm, being stabbed hurt every time. Twice in the lower back, once in the chest, once through my forearm, and once through my hand and stuck to a bar. The others are just slashes. They hurt, but once you stich them up, it's pretty much done. Being shot hurts, but only later. Ahh! Maybe the worst pain ever but only for an hour or so was getting full-on kicked in the nuts. I got kicked in a pick up rugby game, clenched my jaw shut, and power-puked through my nose. I almost lost control of my bodily functions and came near to shitting myself. I really tried to will myself into unconsciousness, but couldn't. My sack swelled up so bad I thought I was going to lose my junk.