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[JadedLegend3]

My toe ring just cut my toe...sorta. What's up with that?

Anybody got weird injury stories?

[Third EYe]

grinner is an injury story

i have one that comes to mind. I took Judo as a kid, later too, but that doesn't apply here. In Judo, you learn to walk with your feet planted on the ground, so you end up dragging your feet. This causes a lot of broken toes when you go barefoot.

One morning I was walking thru the dining room and my second toe dragged a bit too long and it snapped. The pain was crazy and my mom heard the snap and screamed. Her scream made me turn around to see what her issue was, but since I just broke my toe I was clumsy and fell over in a twisted position and tried to re-adjust myself with my arm. I got my index finger caught in the chair and it snapped too, then I hit my head my head on the floor and I blacked out.

When I woke up my mother was yelling at me. I think I got punished for that deal.

[JadedLegend3]

:lol That's a great story! :)

[bubblez]

grinner is an injury story

i have one that comes to mind. I took Judo as a kid, later too, but that doesn't apply here. In Judo... ... then I hit my head my head on the floor and I blacked out.

IPPON!!
so much for your ukemi :lol:

It was a fine, sunny Sunday morning for young bubblez. Standing at the front door, looking through the pane glass, he did not suspect that the day would be anything but grand.
*flash* Older brother, Chuffey, was making breakfast in the kitchen. The kitchen is a straight shot from the front door. Upon finishing the masterful buttering of the last peace of toast, Chuffey grabs his plate of grub and a glass of milk and proceeds at top speed for his upstairs room and telly.

*Note to reader: it was an unwritten rule amongst the six sons to always where socks in the house; fuzzy new socks whenever possible. The smooth tiled floors allowed for great sliding, twirling and tricks.

*flash* Chuffey leaves the kitchen, headed for the front door. He is gaging his speed and sock fuzziness in calculating his 90 degree turn into the living room.

Unfortunately, Chuffey neglected to note the added mass of breakfast plate and glass of milk. His calculations were thus off and he over fuzzed.
Chuffey's hip connected with bubblez's back and momentum was transferred.

I don't remember anything past the bump. I still have scars on my hands and face. The mystery is that I evidently went through that front door twice (as family lore goes). I don't remember the other incident.

[AgentSun]

i scratched my finger on a hanger the other day. yeah, a hanger.

and i have gotten plenty of bruises from randomly running into walls. i bruise easily too, and my bf claims in horror that people are going to think he's an abusive bf, because i bruise easily and have absolutely no qualms about being bruised, since i used to jump off my deck when i was a child. i think i might've been a young base jumper, only without the parachute. but since my foot injury a few years back, (i injured my foot. broke it.) i have been wary of jumping off things.

[Third EYe]

I've gone thru a door, a wooden one, started running after someone, he slammed the door shut, and I kept going, didn't even bother looking for the handle. The hinges on the door stayed intact, so the door was splintered, it was an outside door.

60 stitches, and I caught the dude.

[bubblez]

niiiiccee... did you give "the dude" reason to get stitches?

[JadedLegend3]

I once thought I could fly (It was cool though, because I also thought I had Tinkerbell's pixie dust) and leapt into the air only to fall down the basement stairs...

[AgentSun]

ouch. i've never had stitches. my most prominent scar is on my left knee, where i fell in my grandma's kitchen. one day, i was running through the tile kitchen and my foot caught on my pajamas and i fell. there was blood everywhere. surprising, cause the wound was only about the size of a nickel, it was a bit more oval. but i swear i saw the bone, i swear i did. i hit it right on the bone, right below my knee cap. in between the kneecap and where your shin would be, that little dent in your knee. that's where i have my scar. it's still there, and i have no feeling in that little part. and somehow, it's been the left side of me that has been injured. left finger got broken, left foot got broken, left knee got all scraped. sigh.

anyone watch the xgames? travis pastrana (moto x) took a big spill off a dirt jump and his wounds made me cringe. he got a black eye and it was all swollen...and he had scrapes and cuts down the left side of his face. eeek.

and bob burnquist took a big hit when he fell during his competition. the guy was taking some serious pain meds, i bet, even though he had a full body suit on. i was rooting for him to win, but he placed around 5th and 6th in all his competitions.

[vikingscaper]

I have too many weird injury stories to share.

[AgentSun]

you can start with one.

[vikingscaper]

Well, there is the time when I cut my leg open while at work with a large metal sign. I swear that I only brushed up against the sign but I ended up with a gig gash in my leg.

[JadedLegend3]

I've another one...I have so many. Comes w/ being a clutz.

This one's good, though. Funny.

My friend and I were cowboying around on a couple of horses one day. We were doing all sorts of stuff...jumping on them while they were running, jumping off them, trying to stand on them, etc. Yes, I realize we were stupid.

So the girl I was riding with comes galloping by and I decide to leap up behind her. Once on, I kinda slip and my hardhat bumps into the back of her hardhat. She thinks I fell forward and then off the back of the horse. To check (still at a full gallop) she turns around, but with her elbow up in the air. Her elbow catches me in the side of the head, knocking me off the horse.

This resulted in a collapsed lung and a few fractured ribs...not to mention a concussion and a bruised ego.

[Third EYe]

niiiiccee... did you give "the dude" reason to get stitches?


No he did not get any stitches or broken bones. Maybe a scape.

[eta_carinae]

I was walking over those plastic bubble things people put over their basement windowells once when I was a kid.... I don't know why. It was stupid. My right leg punched through and the bubble turned into razor sharp points that cut a huge gash up my leg. I had a big ugly brown scar on my leg for years after that. I think around the time I graduated from highschool it had finally disappeared.

When I was an even younger kid, I fell off a dock at our lake in Minnesota and came about an inch an a half from slicing my torso open on a boat propeller. My Mom about had a heart attack!

I also put a fish hook in my knee once as a kid. I still have that lumpy scar to this day...

Speaking of stupid things to do to hurt yourself, has anyone ever run full-speed into a closed screen door? I have. stupid door. And the people just wouldn't stop laughing!

[AgentSun]

vs, there was that one involving whiskey barrels too. hehe.

eta_carinae, a fish hook?!! lumpy scar?!! :eek:

[eta_carinae]

Yep. I don't remember getting it though, thank goodness. My Mom told me about it. It's a small scar, but it's got a lump on one end, which I can only imagine is from the barb at the end of the hook.

[AgentSun]

oy!! glad you don't remember! i imagine that would've hurt very much!

[La Bomba]

I was once grilling dinner, and we had the music going, and I had a little bouncy cooking groove going on. My leg, just above my knee (I was wearing shorts) made contact with the underside of the grill. It instantly stuck to the grill and started sizzling. I had to use my hands to pull my leg off, and it made a sound like velcro. It was not pretty. I still have a good sized scar, and a healthy respect for grills.

[BlackThorn]

Years ago I was out camping. I was sitting on the ground, wearing torn jeans with holes in the knees. A large ember jumped out of the fire and down the hole in the left leg, settling nicely between the where the bottom of my thigh meets my knee and the pants material.

I still have a puckered, white, dime sized scar there, one of the few scars I've actually kept over the years.

[AgentSun]

AHHHH! that's gross!

my boyfriend and i were talking about his broken wrist incident...a few years back, he broke his wrist, and said that they had to rebreak it to make sure the bone healed straight. he described the way they popped it a few times and then rebroke it...with a crack! and i was grimacing the entire time.

somehow listening to someone say craaack! is more traumatizing than smashing your finger into a doorway and finding out it is broken. my left ring finger always feels a bit weaker than the rest of my hand...hmm.

[JadedLegend3]

My ma sliced the top part of her pointer finger off in a deli meat slicer once.

[AgentSun]

this girl at my high school started off her first day by cutting her finger off in the same doorway that i had broken my finger on. that is a horrible horrible deadly doorway!

[JadedLegend3]

It certainly was!

My cousin's grandfather (other side of the family) cut off his thumb above the knuckle one day while cutting wood. He had it sewn back on. Then one day about 5 years later, he did the exact same thing. This time he didn't have it sewn back on. He said, "Eh, I just figured it wasn't worth it." :lol

[BlackThorn]

My mom sliced the tip of her pinky off while cutting raw chicken. Pink raw chicken, pink slice of finger. She never did find the piece she lost. I didn't eat the chicken that night. Dad, on the other hand, was gushing compliments.

[eta_carinae]

smashing your finger into a doorway and finding out it is broken. my left ring finger always feels a bit weaker than the rest of my hand...hmm.


I did that once, when I was in highschool. I worked at a vet clinic, and at the end of the day it was my job to take the trash out to the dumpster out back. On my way in, I would swing this huge firedoor shut behind me, and you really had to fling it, because it was so heavy. Well, for some reason, I decided to get acrylic nails, and they were way too long. I was going to go get them trimmed the next day, but when I was at work, I slammed that door and got my right index finger caught. Actually, I caught the acryllic nail and the very tip of my finger. The nail popped out of the bed, (all the way at the root) and the tip of my finger was split. I had a big scar on the nail pad too. It was really gross. The vet tried to patch me up, by basically putting a fancy animal-style band-aid on it. But I drove myself home, called my insurance company, and then got somebody to drive me to the emergency room. When all was said and done, it was probably 5 or 6 hours before I ever saw a doctor. And when they were going to work on my finger, they had to numb it with a huge needle that they stuck into my palm. Now that is one of the most excruciating pains I have ever felt. Worse than breaking the finger even.

To this day, even though the nail grew back, it won't grow much past the end of my finger. And that fingertip feels different from all of the other ones now.

[eta_carinae]

My mom sliced the tip of her pinky off while cutting raw chicken. Pink raw chicken, pink slice of finger. She never did find the piece she lost. I didn't eat the chicken that night. Dad, on the other hand, was gushing compliments.

:hork:

[Mike0812]

You think that's bad, try rollerblading WITHOUT having learned how to stop :bonk:. As if that wasn't enough, genius that I am, I decided to rolllerblade DOWNHILL off a pedestrian overpass that leads onto a very busy street :rolleyes:. Needless to say in those few seconds where I was racing down the overpass into the street, I saw glimpses of my brief life flash before my eyes. Tore up my knee and thigh. Hurt like hell. Fortunately, as I was skating towards my painfully moronic fate, there were no cars passing at that particular time in the street. Oh yeah, as a brief public service announcement, IF you're gonna rollerblade, and you don't know how to do it so well, I suggest you wear pads and a helmet. Idiotic thing #3 or 4 I DIDN'T do that day. Ahh, to be young and stupid! *sigh*

[BlackThorn]

After spending all summer at the local ice rink, I was rollerblading around my neighborhood. Deciding to stop, I went about it the same way I'd done so on ice (cutting in sideways.) That's when I discovered rubber doesn't slide on concrete very well -- if at all.

[Saajak]

I've slid down a hill on my face, twice. Different side each time.

My brother is the accident prone person in our family. He once was unseated from his horse by a branch that I had just ducked under. He ended up with 10 stitches on his chin for that. Then there was the time he jumped off the dryer and hit his head on the ceiling. About another 5 stitches for that. He also broke his collerbone as a toddler, and cracked his head when falling off a table.

In college a bunch of guys and a couple of profs were playing Ultimate on the mall. Someone ran into a tree and received an instantaneous tracheotomy.

[AgentSun]

i broke my ring finger, which the doctor said was odd, because it was my last two fingers that got smashed between the door and the wall. and it's obvious that between your pinky and your ring finger, the pinky is the weaker of the two. so the doctor said it was really odd that my ring finger was broken and not my pinky.

after i got my cast off, that wasn't the last of it. the nail had been broken too, and it was taking forever to heal. it was broken, so a piece was gone, and i could see the skin underneath it. it started to grow back normally, but then the main piece that had yet to fall off due to the normal growth and healing was bothering me. it was bothering me so much i started to mess with it and one day it just popped right off, to my surprise. and then after that, until my new nail grew in, i had exposed skin from under where my nail was supposed to be. i compensated by putting a bandaid on it. and for a few months after that (probably up to 6 months) my nail was really weird, and it was hard to get a smooth coat of nail polish on it. it finally all grew out and now my finger looks normal again.

[JadedLegend3]

i broke my ring finger, which the doctor said was odd, because it was my last two fingers that got smashed between the door and the wall. and it's obvious that between your pinky and your ring finger, the pinky is the weaker of the two. so the doctor said it was really odd that my ring finger was broken and not my pinky.

after i got my cast off, that wasn't the last of it. the nail had been broken too, and it was taking forever to heal. it was broken, so a piece was gone, and i could see the skin underneath it. it started to grow back normally, but then the main piece that had yet to fall off due to the normal growth and healing was bothering me. it was bothering me so much i started to mess with it and one day it just popped right off, to my surprise. and then after that, until my new nail grew in, i had exposed skin from under where my nail was supposed to be. i compensated by putting a bandaid on it. and for a few months after that (probably up to 6 months) my nail was really weird, and it was hard to get a smooth coat of nail polish on it. it finally all grew out and now my finger looks normal again.


Nails like that are a pain.

I've had two or three fingernails fall off due to smashing them into whatever. My one horse stepped on my foot in the winter about 5 or 6 years ago. Instead of picking her foot up to move it, she slid it, which started to rip my one toenail out. It didn't rip out all the way. Then one day when I was trimming them, it just fell right off. Ever since then it grows in normal for a while, then gets weird and falls off. Actually, it hasn't done that in about 8 or 9 months, so maybe it's stopped.

[LT Garrix]

Oh, let's see. When I was in the 5th grade I slammed my left index finger in the door (well two different doors) twice in the same month. The fingernail eventually fell off.

Another time I was cleaning the turkey carcass and sliced through the first knuckly of my left index finger. You would not believe the blood from that one. I figured I could still feel my finger tip and I could bend my finger and I got the bleeding to stop so I decided not to go to the hospital. It was two weeks before the wound was healed enough I could bend the finger and another month before I could grip a golf club again.

I routinely find chair legs with my toes. How I still have ten, I will never understand. I swear that I had to have kicked chairs with enough force to rip my toe off. I should wear shoes in the house maybe.

About 3 months ago I ran into a sharp metal object on the ship with my shin. I had to sit down. I thought I had broken my shin. Thankfully it didn't really bleed and I could stand up after about 5 minutes. Unfortunately I had no access to ice for about an hour so there is an eraser tip size scar on my shin from that one. It used to be dime size, so I hold out hope it's going away.

Hubby got hit on the bridge of his nose with his cousin's cymbal as a kid. He has a nice bump from that one.

[BlackThorn]

Why is this making me flash to The Fly with Jeff Goldblum, and him pulling his fingernails off?

:hork:

[LT Garrix]

Oh but aren't loss of fingernail posts so much fun? The idea of that grosses the hubby out. He can't take things like that. He passes out from excessive blood, his or someone elses.

[AgentSun]

:eek:

i broke my foot because i slipped and fell off bleachers. that was embarassing, but i didn't go to school for 2 weeks cause my mom let me stay home rather than hobble around school on crutches.

[JadedLegend3]

Interestingly, I have never had a broken bone...or rather none that the docs ever do anything for.

I cracked my ribs in that fall, and in another fall I broke a bone in my hand, but they didn't do anything for it. Well, actually, I didn't even go see my doc. I just called up my cousin who's a surgeon and asked him about it. He said don't bother to go.

I've had a lot of torn tendons and ligaments, though.