We've had odd users... odd issues... how about odd injuries?

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Oh, umm, how the hell? No really I am not giggling at you hun and I hope you feel better soon. I just hope that guys buns were worth it.

 

Well wait a minute, were you actually playing? Or keeping score?

 

Well a few years ago i had a couple of slipped discs... All i did was carry my daughter down the staris. She was 2 at the time, i'd gone all the way to teh last but one step, and then i just collapsed. Luckily i didnt drop her, but i was in shear agony. I had to get the wife to carry back up stairs as i couldnt walk, and call the doc for a home vist. When the doc tried to get me to roll over i couldnt and had to be pushed, which resulted in a very loud scream and a helluva lot of pain. Doc decided to do nothing but signed me off for 2 weeks until my back felt better. I couldnt walk at all for 4 days and had to be dragged around the upstairs of teh house and have my food brought me. But after about 6 days i was feeling better.

I've also had my head bashed in with a cricket bat when i was 2, i now havea permanent dent in my head, and yes it has affected me, its made me insane!!!

My ex has also, at one point, severly buised her big toe. How? chasing me round teh living for a Chocolate eclair, she stubbed her toe on the sofa. She went to docs and had to have it bound for week.... I almost had a hernia from laughing so much over it!

 

He he he ...That's NHS for you! Sometimes you have to wait 4 hours before seeing a Doctor and that's in A & E.

Only thing Odd I can think of was my Mate who got his d**k stuck in a milk bottle (glass pint size) and I had to drive him to Hospital and we had to wait almost 2 hours before a doctor could see him. Then agian it was Friday night and Accident & emergency is always busy! I must admit it did give the nurses a bit of a surprise and a laugh

 

Lmao! I'd love to know why he got it stuck in a milk bottle...

Did he try soap / washing up liquid to get it out?

 

UCM - At least star out the word d**k

 

It's because he's a lazy git and rather than get off his fat ass and go to the toilet he used a milk bottle as a bed pan. Anyway as I said to him I will always try and help out friends but they are somethings that cross the line and that was one of them!


He did try butter and vaseline but it didn't work. I did offer to smash the bottle with a hammer -as a joke In the end I drove him to hospital. It was friday night and A & E was packed with people from pubs and clubs!

You know he also accidently put verruca cream on his d**k, thinking it was lubicant! Sometimes I wonder if he is related to twizzle LOL

 

Sorry cheeks I forgot!

 

I've not had many injuries. However, one stands out in my mind: my wife moved a coffee table in the middle of a sitting room that previously had nothing in the middle of the floor...

...and I crossed the room in the dark, forgetting it was there...

<pow!> Both shins rap against the side. I flip over it forwards, throwing my hands out to break my fall...

...and I land on my right little finger. AAAAAAAAAA!

My wife, the consoler, told me to "Stop crying, ya big baby." Then I showed her that I could no longer straighten it or bend it closed all the way. She still called me a big baby.

After a few weeks, it had gotten no better, so I went in for an eval, and eventually, surgery. They sliced my finger open... found nothing visibly wrong with it - no torn tendons, no torn muscle - so they sewed it back up. After it healed, it bent quite nicely; I've got perhaps 90-95% mobility in it, and as far as I can tell, full strength. I can only guess that a tendon had gotten twisted or caught, and opening the finger up tweaked it back into place.

 

One of my cousins was using the Garden fork as a Pogo stick, when he was about 11, and ended up pinning his foot to the ground with it.

Another cousins had a dart thrown by my dad stuck in her foot. It bounced out the board, and she didnt notice it until my dad went to pull it out.

I've been walking in th eliving room at my parents and had a dressmaking pin go all the way into my heel. It was that deep in that my dad had to pull it out with pliers. There was very little blood, but it did leave a nice hole.


I've also severely burnt my hand. I just leant on the top of an electric hob nit knowing it had been on. I had an imprint of the rings blistered onto my hand.

And propably on of teh most stupidest acciedents was when i was playing with a oair of nunchucks i used ti have. These were a really nice pair of solid wood and chian chucks with a nice swing on them. I used to practice with them quite a bit, until one day i whacked myself in the face. I eneded up with a black eye, a big lump, and almost unconcious!

 

Ah, that explains quite a lot.

UCM, what kind of people do you hang out with?


I got hit in the head with a star picket (used by farmers for fencing) when I was 6 or so.

Another incident was when we lived on an island in the pacific ocean. I was walking out on the reef that surrounded the island and saw a pointy white thing in the water. I reached down to pick it up and promptly got bitten by the eel when I stuck my finger in it's mouth.

 

Whilst playing hockey at school, I first had my nose broken by the ball, only to then have the lower piece of my nose (not sure what it's called) split from my face by a lad follwing up with his hockey stick.

It didn't actually hurt, but there was a fair bit of the red stuff.

The angle was difficult enough that the hospital couldn't stitch; they had to use butterfly-type plasters and bandages to hold the lower part of my nose in place.

Couldn't breathe through it for about 2 weeks.

 

The worst injurie I ever had is a so called climbers finger. To bend your finger the tendent runs in a sort of tunnel like tissue, called a pulley (A2-pulley to be precise). http://klimgids.climbing.nl/blessures/ringbandjes.html (the site is in Dutch, but the drawings give an impression of the problem). A technical paper can be found at http://www.wemjournal.org/wmsonline...&issn=1080-6032&volume=014&issue=02&page=0094. The pictures on the first are clearer however. It is save to look, no blood involved in the pictures, just a drawing.
During bouldering I had a total rupture. I had surgery by a specialist. He used some "spare parts" in the underarm to rebuild the pulley. I have full strenght back, but my thirth finger can not flex full. It stays bend at about 30 degrees.
Strangely enough it did not hurt at all. There was no pain unless I used it.

 

One of teh guys i work with came into work late one day, hobbling along with his foot in a bandage.
When asked how he did it he replied it was on the PC....
How did he manage this?
Apperntly he got up in teh middle of the night, stood up out off his bed, right onto the corner of teh open PC case that was sticking out from under his bed! He'd had to have about 6 stiches in his foot due to the cut.

I've had an uncle wholost 3 fingers in an industrial guillotine, a friend who blew a hole in the top of his finger due to pointing at a live electronic high voltage circuit, another friend who went to hospital because he stood on a wood saw, I've had concusion from falling out of a tree trying to impress some girls, several other self inflicted bruises, cuts and sprains from messing around, and the odd football kicked in my face (while spectating as well as taking part), and finally another friend who ripped his foot open, slapping on the floor during a Martial Arts demo.

Lesson here is don't hang around with me cause things will happen!!

 

Last year I came a cropper on our stairs, at home when you go upstairs you can branch right or left left has 4 steps at the top and right has 3. Anyway I was coming from the left looking to the rhs of the house as the other half and munchkin were in the bedroom playing, forgot there was an extra step one the left and promptly twisted my ankle a good one. I frightened my daughter from the (manly) scream I let out, but the other half somehow found it funny!

first day or two had to move around the house by shuffling on my a**e but then managed to get better enough to use a stick for a while.

The worst part was I didnt get any time off work for it cause I was on holiday already!


Oh yes and when I was a nipper I remember coming off my BMX (talking 80's here), failing to brake hard enough before coming to an abrupt halt by a curb and then going over the top of the handle bars. nothing broken or damaged too much just remember thinking "oh dear!" as for a brief second I was flying without wings.

 

Hehe i don't know how many times i did that as a kid... come off flying over the handle bars to land skiding across the floor on my face. Oh and riding as hard as i could round a corner to come face to boot of a parked car and go skidding across that while the bike went under it! Split lips, bloody noses and balck eyes.... And the ocasional groinal injury too.

What? Acciednt prone?? Me??? nah just unlucky! lol

 

Last year, I was kidding around with my son Michael in the kitchen (he was about 21). I was wearing socks and it's a hardwood floor. I went to swat at his behind with my foot when he grabbed me by the ankle and yanked. I went down hard, trying to break my fall with my right hand. Broke my wrist instead (ouch).

Some months ago, I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. I was still mostly asleep and I still have no idea why I did this. I got turned around in the dark and walked straight for a wall. In my stupor, I hadn't even bothered to put up my hand to make sure I didn't bump into anything. I walked face first into a picture frame on a wall, cutting my head open and knocking the picture to the floor. I remember bending over and picking up the picture then just standing there stunned. My wife asked me what happened and I told her that I didn't know (and I swear I was totally sober).

No stitches fortunately. Not much more than a scratch, really.

 

A friend of mine once tried the half pipe with the scateboard of her son. After her fourth fall one of the youngsters watching her advised her to remove the rubber break stopper...

She also found out the hard way that it is not a good plan to go down a slope is a beginner. "It all went fine for the first few hundred yards and then there was that bend in the road...."