Hooray For Ugly Injuries

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Ever have a really disgusting injury? Tell it here! (Keep it PG-13) I have a few good ones, I'll type them up later, though.


(No pictures.)

[rosalind711]

I stepped on a machete when I was a kid. i am not getting into details, but you can imagine.

E.T.A.
there was no permanent damage.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Ew, how old were you?

[rosalind711]

5

[twilightsun]

I'm not sure what makes an injury PG-13 or not... as mine is related to the birth of my son, I am using a spoiler tag to protect the male and the faint at heart.

I had a tear when TJ was born. I did not heal properly. Instead, pieces of skin healed together that were never meant to be stuck together, and I had to have a minor surgical procedure to put me back to normal. Man, that hurt!

[I'm Really Lost]

When i was 12 I split my knee open real bad. I went to the emergency room and the doctor that was sewing me up was cross-eyed. Half way through the operation he was pulling the needle through and i felt a real bad pain. I said, "i felt that one" He replied with "opps, forgot to numb that part"

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Umm...whoa.

I call this story "Wisdom Teeth"

I was around ten years old, and it was early December. I got to school, and being a little early, decided to go sledding. I went down a couple times and, when it was time to go to class, all the kids on top of the sledding hill would go down one last time.
I went down on my back, and slowed to a complete stop at the end of the run. Suddenly, something hit me hard in the back of the head. I blacked out, and when I woke up no one was there. School had started. I stood up and walked over to my classroom, but the door was locked. I banged on the door, and my teacher opened it. I went to sit down, and that's when he saw it.
There was, (I hate to use this expression) a 'hole in my head', bleeding. A lot. He grabbed me and took me to the teacher's break room. He sat me down in a chair, and went to a phone to call the nurse. She was busy tending to something else. So, he called my mother. She came to get me, and we went to the hospital. I got staples in my head, and we were on our way.
By that time, the blood had run down to my shoulders. We went home, and for four days straight, I didn't eat. Something was wrong. The fourth night, my mother got a call:

"Hello?" Asked my mom.
"Hello, is this Roxane?" Said the woman on the other end of the telephone.
"Yes." My mother replied.
"I'm another mother at school your son goes to, and, well, my son had an accident too."

TO BE CONTINUED

[Frecklestoo]

I spilled boiling water on the back of my ankle (don't ask) when I was in college. I had to go to the Dr. every day for two weeks to have it debreeded (sp?). I've never seen such huge blisters in my life (like golf balls). It was so gross, some of the medical people there asked if I had fallen off a motorcycle and gotten road rash. They couldn't believe a burn had done that to my leg. But, I have no scar.

[Hurley4Prez]

I've busted my chin open in the same place twice. Received stitches twice, too. Both times were the same; I had a flap of meat hanging from my face which others found extremely disturbing. I couldn't feel a thing, even if I wanted to. Drinking heavily and walking around in the dark in a stupor is not reccomended, especially when you're 21-22 and don't know how to handle it yet. ;)

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[Jason and the ARGonauts]

^ The More You Know...

lmao!

[Hurley4Prez]

http://www.shanghaiist.com/attachments/shang_dan/The_More_You_Know.jpg

(They should've made AnaL do one of these for drunk driving, just for S&G's. By now it would be a YouTube classic.)

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Any more stories, anyone?

[Wanna-be Buddha]

In high school I worked at a pet store. One day I was out biking with some friends, and my idiot buddy crashed his bike into mine. I flipped over the handlebars, got my arm wrapped around the bike somehow, and skidded 5 feet into the middle of a busy intersection, dragging the bike along with me. Tore up my left arm and leg pretty bad, sprained my wrist. Nothing major, but I was a bloody mess.

Next day I had to go to work. I tried to call out, but they were already short-staffed and wouldn't let me stay home. So I was working with all these nasty gashes and scrapes, which despite being bandaged managed to re-open and bleed all over the place. The store manager gave me some ace wrap for my wrist, but it didn't help. And then I had to catch fish for some dumb@$$ customer. This of course involved sticking my arms into these massive fish tanks.

I don't know if it was the water or if those fish were smarter than I realized, but the bandages all came off. And the fish started nibbling. And then biting. So I'm frantically trying to catch these giant Oscars (big South American fish), and the tank is starting to turn red, and all the while my jackass manager is laughing at me.

Afterwards I had to cover my arm with that alcohol-based hand sanitizer stuff. Ouch.

[Lost In His Eyes]

YEESH WBB! Damn.

[Magical Trevor]

LIHE, when are you going to tell us about the horrific injuries you sustained that time your hair attacked you?

[Lost In His Eyes]

LMFAO

I... I don't like to talk about it...

[Magical Trevor]

The scars are all psychological aren't they... ;)

[Frecklestoo]

In high school I worked at a pet store. One day I was out biking with some friends, and my idiot buddy crashed his bike into mine. I flipped over the handlebars, got my arm wrapped around the bike somehow, and skidded 5 feet into the middle of a busy intersection, dragging the bike along with me. Tore up my left arm and leg pretty bad, sprained my wrist. Nothing major, but I was a bloody mess.

Next day I had to go to work. I tried to call out, but they were already short-staffed and wouldn't let me stay home. So I was working with all these nasty gashes and scrapes, which despite being bandaged managed to re-open and bleed all over the place. The store manager gave me some ace wrap for my wrist, but it didn't help. And then I had to catch fish for some dumb@$$ customer. This of course involved sticking my arms into these massive fish tanks.

I don't know if it was the water or if those fish were smarter than I realized, but the bandages all came off. And the fish started nibbling. And then biting. So I'm frantically trying to catch these giant Oscars (big South American fish), and the tank is starting to turn red, and all the while my jackass manager is laughing at me.

Afterwards I had to cover my arm with that alcohol-based hand sanitizer stuff. Ouch.

For some reason you're story made me laugh:( . All I could think was it's a good thing there were no sharks in that tank.

[Wanna-be Buddha]

For some reason you're story made me laugh:( . All I could think was it's a good thing there were no sharks in that tank.

Had there been, my @$$*&%! manager would have been laughing at me all the way to the emergency room.

[merry slug]

Big college weekend at the beach - and I'm all proud of myself because I've cautiously and carefully applied the tanning lotion to prevent burns... I have a lovely golden glow (one of my "best" tans ever). But I forgot one thing: my lips.

Cut to a few days later and I have sunburn (essentially cold sores) ALL over both lips - picture big, black, scabby, swollen lips. Now picture this on your waitress who is bringing you food. I felt ridiculous for it, but I had to stay out of work for nearly two weeks until they healed. That will never happen again if I can help it :rolleyez:

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Eww, Merry!

[merry slug]

I don't recommend it.

[merry slug]

About 8 years ago I picked up a stick to throw for my dog (then a puppy) and felt a sharp bite on the inside of my right wrist. It didn't bother me again for a while, so I forgot about it. So I spend a few days scratching it like mad because it itches like a :censored: banshee and I figure it's just a troublesome mosquito bite, right?

No, it's a spider bite. Not a posionous one, thankfully. But now because I've been scratching it maniacally, it's infected and looks like a mini-volcano sitting on my arm, red and raised with a lovely white-yellow-pussy center.

Anti-biotics stopped it in its tracks, but to this day the scar is still there and you can clearly see the two marks where the spider's "fangs" went in. I like to show it off at parties :D

[solat]

Apparently, I was drunk enough on Saturday to rip off half of my big toenail and not notice I had done it. I noticed about about midnight. I have no idea how long it had been like that.

Nails and stuff growing back is the worst.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

^ ROFLMFAO!

[sunnyskies]

not me but me mom's story

One night she was crocheting (you know with yarn) and she wanted to look for a smaller needle so she picked up her container of multiple sized crochet needles but couldn't read their numbers so she got up to get her glasses. She tripped on the rug and fell forward landing with 4 crochet hooks in her face. 2 in her eye, one under it and one in her cheek. Then she pulled them out - ripping the muscle behind her eye. Amazing enough after 2 surgeries she can still see but the pictures where horrific!

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

^ OMG!!!! That sounds horrible!!

[Frecklestoo]

I went to college with this girl who was walking along wearing tight jeans (it was the 80's), with her hands in her pockets. She tripped and fell and couldn't get her hands out of her pockets to catch her fall. She wound up breaking her jaw and most of her front teeth.:rolleyez:

[9mile monster]

I've got a bunch of cool accident stories, but the most spectacular one is this:

I was working as a lunch supervisor, playground watcher when a kid came up to me and said that K got hurt. The kid said that K was playing soccer and ran into a stick. I saw K walking into the building and ran to catch up with him. He had his hand on his neck. I got him to stop and look at me. I then lifted his hand away from his bloody neck and saw an angle chunk of skin, about 2"X2", and more than a 1/4" thick. I also saw underlying "stuff" in his neck. I take a deep breath and bring him into the office where 911 was called. I stayed with him until the ambulance came. I heard the next day that his injury was millimeters from him carotid artery.

The worst part of this story is that he was playing soccer during lunch break and slid near a fence. A weed tree was cut down but about a 3' piece of it remained sticking out of a fence. The kid slid and impailed himself on this. What a jerk who never cut the weed tree all the way to the ground. Needless to say, it was gone the next day.

K is fine. He had plastic surgery and looks as good as ever. He is in college now. And I have an incredible story to tell.

[TheTempest]

This is what happens when you get bit by a Recluse Spider.

http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/bite.jpg

This is what happens when you don't get it taken care of...


http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/bite2.jpg

[Sweet Doo]

http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/bite2.jpg


Hello, new background!

I have a sorta good one to post in here later tonight.

[Hurley4Prez]

In high school I worked at a pet store. One day I was out biking with some friends, and my idiot buddy crashed his bike into mine. I flipped over the handlebars, got my arm wrapped around the bike somehow, and skidded 5 feet into the middle of a busy intersection, dragging the bike along with me. Tore up my left arm and leg pretty bad, sprained my wrist. Nothing major, but I was a bloody mess.

Next day I had to go to work. I tried to call out, but they were already short-staffed and wouldn't let me stay home. So I was working with all these nasty gashes and scrapes, which despite being bandaged managed to re-open and bleed all over the place. The store manager gave me some ace wrap for my wrist, but it didn't help. And then I had to catch fish for some dumb@$$ customer. This of course involved sticking my arms into these massive fish tanks.

I don't know if it was the water or if those fish were smarter than I realized, but the bandages all came off. And the fish started nibbling. And then biting. So I'm frantically trying to catch these giant Oscars (big South American fish), and the tank is starting to turn red, and all the while my jackass manager is laughing at me.

Afterwards I had to cover my arm with that alcohol-based hand sanitizer stuff. Ouch.
:eek: This one wins, hands down. *shivers*

[Hurley4Prez]

This is what happens when you get bit by a Recluse Spider.

http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/bite.jpg

This is what happens when you don't get it taken care of...


http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/bite2.jpg
I'm in Florida. Always a disturbing (if tiny) threat. They implant necrotizing bacteria in your skin, but their venom is harmless. It's like a little dose of necrotizing fasciitis (http://www-cdu.dc.med.unipi.it/Archives/photogallery/NecrotizingFascitis/images/Dia05_JPG.jpg). *gag*

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Pesty, is that seriously real?!?!?

[TheTempest]

Pesty, is that seriously real?!?!?
I got it off a medical site. So, I guess so.

[solat]

Thanks Pesty. I screamed a little. :)

[TheTempest]

Anytime babe! ;)

[Sweet Doo]

I really love this thread, does that make me a bad person?

[TheTempest]

I guess I'm bad too then.

[Hurley4Prez]

I got it off a medical site. So, I guess so. TheTempest is very right-- it's very real. I have a friend with a large chunk of his left hand removed because of the Brown Recluse.

If you lived in a state that had these spiders (very few), you'd have heard of them already. It's not an experience you want to chalk up.

ETA: Education for those unaware who visit the South--
http://www.critterridders.com/brown_recluse1.jpg
http://www.critterridders.com/spiders.htm

[TheTempest]

Here's a special treat for tonite's finale...


http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/fingerhead11.jpg

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Pesty, no offense, but this thread is supposed to be serious.

[Sweet Doo]

Here's a special treat for tonite's finale...


http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/fingerhead11.jpg


Does that mean you're leaving? If so, night Pesty!

[TheTempest]

Does that mean you're leaving? If so, night Pesty!Nah... I'm still lurking. ;)

[solat]

Pesty - that is a seriously messed up picture. :)

[TheTempest]

Pesty - that is a seriously messed up picture. :)
What was that? You want more????

[Sweet Doo]

I thought you were lurking, Pesty. ;)

[TheTempest]

http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/lisbon-bad-face1.jpg

[Sweet Doo]

OK, that ^ has got to be fake.

[TheTempest]

OK, that ^ has got to be fake.
I don't think so. Look at his ID.

[Sweet Doo]

When I was younger, like 8-10 or so, my mom took me swimming at this lake. It was dark when we came back, and the "path" to the beach part was a gravel trail. I was really cold, so I had my towel wrapped tight around me. Anyway, I tripped on something, and my towel was so tightly wrapped around me, that I couldn't block my fall with anything. I hit a rock with my head, and cut a pretty large gash in my forehead. I had to get stitches, I don't remember how many 'cause it was so long ago. That's my story, lame as it may be.

[LostVoyeur]

TO BE CONTINUED


WELL !!!!!!!!!


OK here is mine...well my son's

He was 3. One night we were watching TV and heard a LOUD thump. We run in his room to see the little guys holding up his dresser. He had opened the bottom drawer to change the channel on his TV and the dresser tipped over. LUCKILY the TV went right over his head, however the top drawer came out hitting him in the face. (lips bleed really bad) We had to rush him to the emergency room. The doctor (a real a$$) said we had to knock him out to give him stitches. It took 3 shots to knock him out. While stitching him up my son puked on the doctor....lol..anyway 10 stitches later my son will never be able to grow a decent moustache !

[TheTempest]

http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g139/TheTempestPics/meatgrinder.jpg

[Hurley4Prez]

WELL !!!!!!!!!


OK here is mine...well my son's

He was 3. One night we were watching TV and heard a LOUD thump. We run in his room to see the little guys holding up his dresser. He had opened the bottom drawer to change the channel on his TV and the dresser tipped over. LUCKILY the TV went right over his head, however the top drawer came out hitting him in the face. (lips bleed really bad) We had to rush him to the emergency room. The doctor (a real a$$) said we had to knock him out to give him stitches. It took 3 shots to knock him out. While stitching him up my son puked on the doctor....lol..anyway 10 stitches later my son will never be able to grow a decent moustache ! Oh no! No children-that-are-still-children stories. That's hard to listen to even if nobody was hurt (but could've been).

ETA: TheTempest, you've recently discovered Rotten.com, haven't you?

[TheTempest]

Oh no! No children-that-are-still-children stories. That's hard to listen to even if nobody was hurt (but could've been).

ETA: TheTempest, you've recently discovered Rotten.com, haven't you?Recently?? I'm just ticked at that site cuz they haven't posted anything new in a loooooooong time.

[Sweet Doo]

*goes to rotten.com*

[LOST Prodigy of Knowledge]

Oh God!

http://www.rotten.com/library/culture/dog-shit/ds_ds_001.jpg

[EastofCincinnati]

Around age 8-9 we were off of school due to snow, so my best friend and I took our sleds next door and had a blast sledding down the hill. One time, I decided at the bottom of the hill to roll off and gaze at the clouds. About this time, my friend decides to come downhill, backwards. Did I mention they were the good old fashioned metal-runner sleds? He ran right over the top of my head, resulting in about 8 stitches right on the very top of my cranium. I have never gotten through a Dr's office faster. The Dr. cut off the surrounding hair, injected the wound with anaesthetic, and stiched it up commenting how difficut it was to stitch that area--no underlying tissue to connect to and no strectching of the surface tissue. So, I got to gross out my fellow third-graders while that wound healed. Come to think of it that head injury also explains some of my rather silly decisions later in life...

[LOST Prodigy of Knowledge]

Nice first post!

And that must have really sucked!

[Hurley4Prez]

Recently?? I'm just ticked at that site cuz they haven't posted anything new in a loooooooong time.
Speaking of LOST and Rotten.com...

You've lit the fire, hon.

[aRooZa]

I've always had a sweet tooth. When I was a kid (3 years or something) my parents used to keep the sweets up in a rack. I couldn't reach them so I decided to take that old stool and climbed up. Unfortunately, the stool wasn't very solid. So it tipped, I fell and bit through my lower lip with my two front teeth. My mother took me to the hospital and the gap was closed with 3 stitches. I still have the scar today.

[LAH LAH]

Riding a borrowed bike down a hill at a picnic...not knowing the territory (11 years old) came down fast and turned a corner into a barbed wire fence. Cut open the inside of the thigh to the bone. Found out that they had only put the fence up the week before and was saved from a 300 foot drop into Rocky River... (couple hundred stitches inside and out)

Never good to see the bone and muscle in your leg. :(

[mikashuman]

Last year around 10 at night, I got the snackies and decided to have an avacado. Well, I had a fight with the seed. The knife slipped and went into the palm of my hand. No big deal, I reached over and turned the water on to rinse the cut....at that point, I realized the knife had gone all the way through my hand! :eek: Would not stop bleeding. I live way out in the country, so I'm thinking hmmmmm, now what. I wrapped a towel around it and proceeded to drive myself to the hospital. It took me 40 minutes to get there and to this day, 3 fingers have no feeling in them.

The moral of this story? Be very careful with avacado seeds. :p

[9mile monster]

When I was seven I was chasing a boy at school. I fell by a fence and got my foot stuck under it. I can't remember what happened next but when I got my foot out it had a major gash in it. When I got back in from recess I asked the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. I did and then proceeded to try to wipe up my bloody foot. I was in there a long time. The teacher forgot about me in there and school was dismissed. So the school is getting empty and I'm still trying to fix my foot. My mom finally came looking for me and found me and a bloody mess in the bathroom. A neighbor had to carry me home, then my dad came from work and took me to the hospital. I got 8 stiches in my heel.

Stupid teacher, since I was a quite and shy kid, she forgot about me and I could literally have bled to death. Still got the scar.

Gross injury story #2

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

I'll cut my story "Wisdom Teeth" short:

The back of my head had a huge gash in it. What was inside? A tooth. A f****** tooth.

[merry slug]

I'll cut my story "Wisdom Teeth" short:

The back of my head had a huge gash in it. What was inside? A tooth. A f****** tooth.

Was that because someone bit you, or is it one of those absorbed-twin-things?

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

I had collided with someone, and his tooth sheared (sp?) off in my head.

[solat]

I stumbled upon this website this morning. It's a little off topic, but it was too disgusting for me to stomach - so maybe ya'll will enjoy.

www.whatjeffkilled.com (http://www.whatjeffkilled.com)

It's a website (blog) featuring the kills of a giant orange tabby named Jeff. It's got gross pictures and everything.

[aRooZa]

I stumbled upon this website this morning. It's a little off topic, but it was too disgusting for me to stomach - so maybe ya'll will enjoy.

www.whatjeffkilled.com (http://www.whatjeffkilled.com)

It's a website (blog) featuring the kills of a giant orange tabby named Jeff. It's got gross pictures and everything.

:rotfl: Omg, people have the craziest ideas..

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

^ lol, Solat.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

bump!

[imjusthatawsum]

I was riding my bike really fast around a bend in a gravel road and hit a pothole after I swerved out of the way of a Ford F-150 and I got 3 pieces of gravel lodged in my knee...It oozed pus for a week.


I have the scar to prove it too!

[BujuPhunk]

Ok - here's mine...I was swinging on one of those big chain swings that you find at parks and I always used to flip upside down and wrap my legs around the chains - I would get going really fast first and I would always wrap my legs high up so the seat was around the middle of my back - well, this time, as I was swinging, I started to slip down and before I could pull myself right side up...SLAM! my face hit the ground and was drug all the way across (gravel BTW) while the swing went back up and came back down and...SLAM! the back of my head hit the ground - I guess my legs went limp or something and I was able to drop to the ground on my back, but I was choking on gravel - which had split the inside of my top lip (the part that holds your lip to your gums) and I also had gravel shoved up my nose. Luckily my mom saw and was running to me and was there by the time I hit the ground and was able to roll me over and hilmlick (sp?) the gravel out of my mouth before I really choked to death. Then of course I went to the hospital and I don't really remember how many stiches, something like 9 or 10 - but the worst part was to numb it to put the stiches in they had to use the BIGGEST FREAKING NEEDLE I have ever seen!!! and they had to inject the stuff like 3 times and that was after the cleaning - which wasn't a walk in the park either.

I am a very overprotective mother.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Bumpy.

[9mile monster]

Mandi, euw, your story gave me the willies.

I'm sure you guys must have done this on a date, count your scars and tell their stories. Show everyone that you're a tough chick or guy

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

My brother once accidentally cut his knee on a rock. You could see the bone.

[Smirnoff_Ice]

That's nice.

[9mile monster]

When my husband was a young boy he got a blood sucker stuck on his hand. He was little, so he freaked and shook his hand so much that the sucker finally flew off. He has a teeny little sucker bite scar from that incident.

[16L43]

I was chasing a robbery suspect over a 12 foot tall chain link fence. I climbed to the top, lost my balance while hodling on with my right hand. One of the links cut a half inch into my wrist and I ended up hanging by said wrist for several minutes trying to extricate myself...I now have a nifty, very jagged 3" long scar on my wrist...

(Robbery suspect was captured by another officer's dog...)

[I Like Freckles]

OK, I've got three good ones. What can I say, I'm a clutz.

1. Over Memorial Day weekend when I was 12, my family was having a reunion at a park in Sourthern California. The park had big, gnarly trees with nasty, rough, gnarly bark. My 8 year old cousin and I were goofing around with a football. I told him to "throw me a long one" and I took off on a post pattern all the while looking over my shoulder at him. That is until I ran headfirst into one of those big, gnarly trees with the nasty, rough, gnarly bark. Knocked myself out cold, which wasn't actually the worst of it. While I was unconscious, I slid down the side of the big, gnarly tree with the nasty, rough, gnarly bark and scraped most of the skin off of the left side of my face.

Going to school the following Tuesday was a hoot as everyone wanted to know what happened to my face. I was "tree man" for the remainder of the school year. Fun.

[I Like Freckles]

Continuing with my tales of carnage:

2. Potentially relevant facts: I went to UC Berkeley for college. The Berkeley campus is sprawled out on the side of the East Bay "hills" (they'd be "mountains" in many of the flatter parts of the country). From the east edge of campus to the west edge of campus, there's a several hundred foot elevation drop, most of it accessible along one main campus thoroughfare. That main campus thoroughfare had a nicely placed pothole right at the bottom of a nice big hill at the time I was finishing my first semester at Cal. I lived on the east edge of campus. My girlfriend at the time lived on the west edge. We were going to celebrate at here place after my last final of the semester, which finished at about 8 PM. I stopped by my dorm room after the test and then headed downhill on my bike. In the dark. With no headlight (and no helmet).


Can you see where this is going?


I hit the pothole at about 25 mph. Hands came off of the handlebars of my mountain bike. I went airborne over said handlebars. Landed front teeth first on the asphalt. Was stunned just long enough to realize what was happening as the bike flipped over and landed on my back.

Both of my top front teeth were knocked out. One came out whole, the other was broken at the gum line. The fire department (after they finished berating me for not wearing a helmet) actually found the whole tooth, and the emergency room doc reinserted it then called a friend of his from med school who was a dentist to pick me up at the hospital and do some emergency dentistry at 11 pm at night on a Friday.

Two root canals and a three-tooth bridge later, I was almost as good as new. I've got a funny little crinkly scar under my left eye and one on my chin. Chicks dig scars, right?

[merry slug]

*bump* 'cause I want to hear #3.

[vonnegut]

I have a raised scar on my knee that is X-shaped, from jumping off of a roof when I was about nine and hitting the gravel.

I have a small appendectomy scar. That was a fun experience. My appendix actually RUPTURED, spewing poision throughout my digestive system, had to stay in the hospital for about a month, etc.

I have a scar on my right wrist from when I was about 5 or 6. My older sister and I were flying a kite, and we were fighting over whose turn it was (it was my turn, by the way). Well, the string from the kite was kind of wrapped around my arm, and my sister grabbed the kite and yanked it hard enough so that the string sliced almost my entire wrist open. Over fifteen years later, I still have an inch-long raised scar from that.

And I have a scar, about half an inch, running vertically through my right eyebrow. It's hard to see it unless you're looking for it from a certain angle. About four years back, a sword fell on my head. I'd tell the whole story, but it's not PG-13. I'm serious.

Ah, good times.

[merry slug]

And I have a scar, about half an inch, running vertically through my right eyebrow. It's hard to see it unless you're looking for it from a certain angle. About four years back, a sword fell on my head. I'd tell the whole story, but it's not PG-13. I'm serious.

Ah, good times.


That sounds like a Locke-scar!

[Nicholas]

WOW to the sword one. You are lucky you didn't get anything in the eye. That would have been BAD!

[adognamedjack]

OK I have many tales but most are about childbirth and telling that is just too Personal and gross. So, When I was in High School I worked at a Burger King on the College Campus. We were open till 3 am and the bar down the street closed at 2 am so thru the Drive Thru I was working every night came drunk College students Smoking cheeba. And I being the person I was had no qualms about leaning as far out the window as I could to catch some secondhand happiness, hey its free. One night after closing and with a nice mello buzz on I turned off the fryer and went to the sink to get a rag. I was wiping down the partitions between the fryers which were still hot enough to give off steam when my hand slipped and went into the grease up to the wrist and my knuckles hit the burners that heat the grease. I stood there stupidly for a min. staring at my hand thinking mabe that didn't just happen when the numbness left and my Nerves started to scream. I walked into the back room and told my manager very calmly " I just stuck my hand in the fryer" She looked up and said "Whatever go back and work" I replyed " No I really did" To which she said "Are u High?" " I can't awnser that" Says I.
Any way I got driven to the hospital where my Step-Dad worked and the B@tch Nurse kept taking my ice-pack away. I told her to give me a shot for the pain or Piss off. And a picture of the rare cercumfrince (sp) grease burn on my hand resides in that Hospital's oddity files to this day. Lucky for me the only 3rd degree burns were the ones on my knuckles. So no big scar.

[merry slug]

I was chasing a robbery suspect over a 12 foot tall chain link fence. I climbed to the top, lost my balance while hodling on with my right hand. One of the links cut a half inch into my wrist and I ended up hanging by said wrist for several minutes trying to extricate myself...I now have a nifty, very jagged 3" long scar on my wrist...

(Robbery suspect was captured by another officer's dog...)


One word - Ow.

[9mile monster]

I was working in a hospital and looking through my department director's journal of (something) burn rehabilitation. There was a story about some guy who was camping and drinking at the same time. A group of people were sitting around a campfire with him drinking. He was so drunk that after everyone went to bed he was walking around and fell face first into the burning embers. He couldn't get up very well and people weren't around to help him. His face burnt off, and the journal was talking about reconstructive surgery for him. The picture was horrible. five holes

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Ewwwwwwwww.

[Smirnoff_Ice]

Making this simple, last year I went snowboarding at Sunday River, in Maine. I tore my ACL in 5 places. I'd go into detail but...

[Alostcause]

Hmmm. Nothing disgusting has ever happened to me. And I haven't been injured ever either. I guess what could've ended up a lot worse was when I wasn't paying attention and rode my bike (No helmet) into a parked car. I almost smashed my head on the rear window. But I just got the wind knocked out of me.

Another time, I got the worst sunburn of my life. My shoulders and whole back were blood-red. and I couldn't really move my arms at all for a week.

[merry slug]

Making this simple, last year I went snowboarding at Sunday River, in Maine. I tore my ACL in 5 places. I'd go into detail but...


Have you replaced it? I torn mine completely through (saw colors that I didn't even know existed on the back of my eyelids when it happened). Now I have one from cadaver tissue. I'm just geek-enough and scientist-enough to think that's really cool. :D

[Smirnoff_Ice]

I think that I'm normal enough to think that that is slightly disturbing. What's more disturbing is where you got the cadaver in the first place. I'm happy to say that it healed with no help from the dead.

[merry slug]

I think that I'm normal enough to think that that is slightly disturbing. What's more disturbing is where you got the cadaver in the first place. I'm happy to say that it healed with no help from the dead.


The cadaver? Oh, I keep a few out in the shed. You never know when you'll need spare parts ;).

[The Swan]

I have two pinhole scars on either side of my right ankle and still a lot of sweeling and bruising on the outside of my right foot....

When I was 15 me and my mates would hang around on the disused railway lines near my house. On either side of the disussed track are steep embankments so its kinda like this;

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With the track in the middle and steep slopes either side...

Running across the middle are several bridges. So as an adventurous (and drunk) 15 year old I decide to climb onto the bridge so I can spray my name...To spray on the bridge though Ild have to walk around a tiny little ledge. So midway through my climbing expedition one of my mates shouts my name. Like an idiot I turn around, lose my grip and suddenly know Im gonna fall. So I jump. And fall 30 feet. Because I landed on a slope, one leg landed first and took all my weight. This made my tibula (major leg bone) rip out of my skin. I was out cold for about a minute, then woke to see my bone popping out of my leg. Weird thing is it didnt hurt (I now know that this is because the body releases endorfins which are the bodies way of dealing with severe pain, natural pain killers) but as a 15 year old kid I was AMAZED!!

So I then spent 3 months in hospital with a metal bar through my leg with water weights attached that slowly pulled my tibula and fibula back together. Then spent 3 months on crutches. And now have a really weird looking right ankle / foot. So the moral of the story is if your gonna get drunk, dont mix it with heights.

[Smirnoff_Ice]

I thought the moral was "Get drunk, stay drunk". No wait, that's my personal motto.

[I Like Freckles]

*bump* 'cause I want to hear #3.
Oh, all right.

Number three was fairly recent. Sometime in 2005 I think. I was playing in a pickup basketball game at lunch. The other team took a shot and I had my man pretty well boxed out as we waited for the rebound. The ball hit the rim, hit the backboard, and looked for a second like it would come off cleanly, so the guy I had boxed out jumped. I could see that it was going to hit the front of the rim again (and therefore not going to come down as quickly), so I delayed my jump slightly. As I started to jump, the guy behind me started to come down. Somehow, and I'm still far from sure how, as I raised my left hand during my jump, my left thumb connected with his front teeth as he was starting to come back to earth. I felt a weird tearing sensation. When I landed, I yelped a bit, and grabbed my thumb with my right hand. As I looked down, blood was already seeping out between my fingers. His tooth has left a nice big gouge on the end of my thumb and (wait for it, THIS is the gross part) had torn about 3/4 of my thumbnail clean off the end of my thumb.

The truly ridiculous part is that I got some first aid tape from somebody, wrapped my thumb back up to hold the nail in place and stop the bleeding, and kept on playing. Actually scored a couple of times. LOL. It wasn't until halfway through the next game when it started to throb like crazy that I realized I probably needed to go to the emergency room. It took nearly 3 months before I had a normal looking thumbnail again. Good times.

[merry slug]

My thumb is giving me sympathy pains now.

[Alostcause]

That's pretty disgusting.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

That's DISGUSTING.

[Silver54321]

I've never had a disgusting injury, but I've witnessed a few.

When I was about 9 yrs old I saw van take a curve too fast and roll sideways off the road, about three revolutions. The two men in the front got out and ran away. One of them was holding his bloody right knee in his hand as he ran off... and I mean he was literally holding the partially detached knee cap in place with his hand as he hobbled off. (The jerks were drunk as #$%#@! and left the two women that were with them BEHIND and never checked on them! There were beer cans everywhere inside the van thrown out from the tumble.)

The other accident I partially witnessed as a kid was the most horrible. A pedestrian woman was hit by a car as she crossed the road at night. (It was later ruled as suicide) We were in the opposite lane. My mom saw the whole thing happen but I didn't see anything until after I heard the crash of the lady's groceries raining down on the street. I got a glimpse of the body laying in the road and all I will say is she literally looked like a damp towel that had been wrung out. I don't remember seeing any blood. The twisted remains were grisly enough as it was. :( We are still haunted by witnessing that everytime we drive by that place.

[Alostcause]

That's a sad story.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Sorry you had to see that stuff, Silver.

[IwannaBlost]

Love the name change!!!

[Smirnoff_Ice]

It does add nice a touch to the thread.

[Noav Sigless]

About 12 years ago, A friend and I were mugged/carjacked. It's a long story I might tell later but for now, I'm fine, my friend's fine and both muggers are in jail for life. Now the gruesome bits.

After being forced from the car and made to lie on the pavement, a stomp to my head knocked me unconscious. My friend had to tell me what happened next. Since my friend and my unconscious body wouldn't both fit in the tiny trunk of his tiny Japanese car, the muggers decided to dispose of me before leaving the scene. One of them beat me in the face and head with a tire iron until he thought I was dead.

One of my earlobes was torn in half, I think an earring was ripped out. My forehead was slashed open just under the hairline, it looked like I had been scalped. My nose was broken in 2 places, I had to have reconstructive surgery for that. 4 places on my scalp had to be shaved so they could sew me up. The strangest thing is I didn't get a concussion, just a small hairline fracture behind my eyebrow.

Looking at me now, you wouldn't know anything happened. They did a great job on my nose. If I don't point out the scars on my forehead and ear, no one notices. But, my scalp is very bumpy. It would probably read like War and Peace to a phrenologist.

[Alostcause]

That... is awful!

[merry slug]

About 12 years ago, A friend and I were mugged/carjacked. It's a long story I might tell later but for now, I'm fine, my friend's fine and both muggers are in jail for life. Now the gruesome bits.

After being forced from the car and made to lie on the pavement, a stomp to my head knocked me unconscious. My friend had to tell me what happened next. Since my friend and my unconscious body wouldn't both fit in the tiny trunk of his tiny Japanese car, the muggers decided to dispose of me before leaving the scene. One of them beat me in the face and head with a tire iron until he thought I was dead.

One of my earlobes was torn in half, I think an earring was ripped out. My forehead was slashed open just under the hairline, it looked like I had been scalped. My nose was broken in 2 places, I had to have reconstructive surgery for that. 4 places on my scalp had to be shaved so they could sew me up. The strangest thing is I didn't get a concussion, just a small hairline fracture behind my eyebrow.

Looking at me now, you wouldn't know anything happened. They did a great job on my nose. If I don't point out the scars on my forehead and ear, no one notices. But, my scalp is very bumpy. It would probably read like War and Peace to a phrenologist.


http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d16/merryslug/cling.gif

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww wwwwwwwwwwww.

[Noav Sigless]

Thanks for the concern, guys but, like I said, I'm fine. I hope I didn't kill the thread.

[gertie]

Gosh, Noav. I'm glad you recovered so well.

Mine isn't nearly that severe, but I have to share anyway.

I was playing with my cat, close up. She and I were having a staring contest and pretend fighting. I guess I moved in a funny way, because she took her claws and clawed my left eye! I immediately put my hands to my face and she ran off. My husband saw and immediately told me to open my eyes. Then he picked me up and rushed me to the hospital. (I had a towel at my eye - it was bleeding pretty badly)

The techs there had me lay down, and they started flushing my eye with water. A doctor was called. Apparently, the flesh of my eye was flapping. They called an eye doctor, and sent me there. This part will never leave my mind. He spread my eyelids apart with some instrumentt, gave me an injection in my eyeball,, then took this curved needle and started sewing my eye back together. God, have you ever had anyone take a needle to your eye?????????? And you want so much to close them in fear?

I don't know how many stitches I had. But after awhile, yes, pain set in. And I couldn't go outside or have the drapes/shades opened for a week. Thankfully, the stitches were the kind that dissolved, because I for sure didn't want anyone coming at me with scissors.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

That's disgust.
















ing.

[island_maverick]

Noav, that is one hell of a story. I can't imagine what goes through people's minds.

I don't have anything half as gross, but I do have an unusual car story. 11 years ago I was renting a house in a town called Luton while I did my work placement from uni. It was a grim town, social and ethnic tensions, low police presence, but it was close to work and cheap for a student.

Sunday evening I popped out late to grab some snacks and a drink, walking to a nearby late night store. On the way home, as I entered my road, I could hear a car approaching quite fast, his lights became unervingly close and something seemed odd as they weren't following the road. The next thing, I take a half twist to look behind me and see this car mounting the pavement and driving right at me. I had no time to react as it slammed into my legs from behind. I remember getting scooped up and thrown back into his front end, and when he braked, I flew through the air for a small distance before landing in a garden on the other side of the road. My bag of goodies had gone everwhere. I was shocked but seemingly unhurt, I checked myself over and stood up, my calves felt very stiff already.

I walked towards this guy's car - being heavy duty in frame, I could see his car came off worse, his whole front end was stoved in like the shape of my arse, steam blowing from his radiator. I walked up to the drvier's window, still dazed but lucid enough to reach in and grab the SOB by the neck. He looked at me, paused and said "sorry, wrong guy", and then floored the accelerator pedal, wrentching my hand from his neck.

I was still in shock when another guy creeped out from behind a bush nearby, walked up to me and said "that was meant for me". The wierd thing is, this guy was identical in build to me, had a similar face and we wore IDENTICAL clothes. I was more shocked at this. He helped me gather my bag of goodies, and his parting words were "thanks mate, I have just escaped from a house where he had me kidnapped for 6 hours, I had to jump out of the first floor window." I could see his face was a mess, like it had been beaten up.

The amusing part of this is that when I went down to the police station to report it they thought I was making it up because I was still walking ok. My calves turned purple almost immdediately but that wasn't enough to convince them. I had to take it through a complaints procedure and eventually got an apology, but the guy got no punishement even though I had his licence number.

[Alostcause]

That's not fair.

[island_maverick]

Yeah...welcome to liberal UK. (oops, sorry, this isn't a political rant board. *hits self across face*)

[cricer]

Scary story, Mav!
Mines pretty gruesome, but nothing like Noavs was!
About 6 or 7 years ago (so I'm about 20 at the time) I was walking home from a nearby mall. I was walking home minding my own business when three men with baseball bats came out of the brush. They asked me for my wallet, so I handed it to one of the men who quickly snatched it out of my hand. Just as they were turning to seemingly leave, one of the men turned back around and smashed me over the head with his baseball hat. This shook me up good, but somehow I was still consious. So the other two men took a few blows to my midsection, breaking 2 ribs and causing some severe internal bleeding. I couldn't do anything to get help, as I was completely out of it, and coughing up blood. Luckily this man came over and called the police on his cell phone. I was taken to a nearby hospital and suffered no permanent injuries. The three men were later arrested.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Whoah.

[Alostcause]

Those guys are screwed... up.

[Mysterious Mike]

I have three that didn't happen to me but are on the level.



My best friend growing up lived about three houses away on the opposite side of the block. We knew this other kid that lived across the street from my friend. My friend and this kid were at his house and I had gone home for some reason and I heard a gunshot go off. I didn't actually see the aftermath because the ambulance was there pretty quick but this kid had gotten his dad's gun and put it to his own knee then pulled the trigger. The bullet went through his knee and struck my friend in the knee cap. This happened when I was about 7 or 8 and other than both of them having limps for quite awhile they both were okay.

The second one ties in a little with the first one because it happened next door to my best friends house. My friends next door neighbor was cutting down a tree with a chainsaw and he lost control of it and it nearly sawed his arm off. Luckily for him my friends dad was just in time to pull it off of him and his arm was actually saved.


My uncle owned a farm and was up on a ladder doing something to this silo and he fell off and shattered his heal. The oddest part being that he got the ladder down and put it away before he called for help.

[merry slug]

Scary story, Mav!
Just as they were turning to seemingly leave, one of the men turned back around and smashed me over the head with his baseball hat. This shook me up good, but somehow I was still consious. So the other two men took a few blows to my midsection, breaking 2 ribs and causing some severe internal bleeding. I couldn't do anything to get help, as I was completely out of it, and coughing up blood.


I'm guessing from the painful results, you mean baseball bat?

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Lol.

[cricer]

I'm guessing from the painful results, you mean baseball bat?
Lol, yeah bat. :p

[imjusthatawsum]

The last three times I've played an actual game of football, I've broken a finger because I can't catch for my life.

[skate22]

lol, i can only catch a peice of popcorn in my mouth.

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

I suck at that.

[9mile monster]

When I was in college, I had just moved into my boarding house. My friend and I heard some yelling going on in the alley. Since we were in a big city we didn't know what was happening, so we just looked out the window. There was a girl screaming over a body. It turned out that it was her brother. He had locked himself out of his apartment and went to the roof of the building to try and (?) jump or swing into his open window. He missed and fell three floors to the pavement on his head. After calling the police, we ran out to them. The guy looked horrible, his head was swollen and all red, blood on the pavement, but the head was so swollen and wierd looking. I think he died.

Geez, this thread is like therapy!

[Alostcause]

You don't know if he died or not!?

Also I'm a pretty good wide reciever/quarterback

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

:bump:

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Nobody has anymore stories?

[jamiept]

Lets see, where should I start...

I was about 8 years old. We were skiing in Val D'Isere. It was the last run of the day. The main trail from the top was mogully on one side and flat on the other. I had been skiing the flat part all day, so I decided to try the bumps. It was getting a little much for me so I decided to work my way back to the flat side. As I was moving over my skis crossed. Now you have to understand, this was before the general acceptance of brakes, so you wore ski straps. As I fell, my skis helicoptered and one of the tips nailed me in the head. It hard enough to actually break the ski. I thought I was fine until everything turned red. My glasses were covered in blood. I had to ski down to the midway stop of the gondola on one ski, carrying the other one.

When I got to the lodge, my mom was on the balcony. I called out, "Mom, I broke my ski!" She replied, "No problem, we'll go rent you some." The adult that was with me said, "Fred, you may want to come down, he is bleeding pretty bad"

I forget how many stitches I ended up with, but it was a pretty nasty gash...

[Jason and the ARGonauts]

Ew.

[Darkshines]

I've had a few injuries over the years, so heres my top three!:

When I was five, I was playing on a jungle gym, and a bigger boy pushed me off the top. I landed with all my force on my left arm, and shattered it. I broke the major bones in five places, my finger and hand bones were like dust. I was in plaster for 18 months total, and had pins in and everything! Luckily I don't remember much.

When I was about 7, I was jumping back and forth over a little wall, about half a foot high. My mum yelled at me "don't jum the wall, you will fall", O poopooed her, but lo and behold I did. I got a graze, and cried, and mum bought me an ice cream. Over the next few days it started to swell pretty bad, until a week later at Girl Scouts I passed out from the pain. I was taken to hospital, and it turns out I had shattered my knee cap. I was walking round for a week! WITH NO FREAKING KNEE CAP! Luckily I didn't need surgery that time.

A couple of years ago, I was at a punk rock concert, and two songs in, the crowd started swaying side to side, like, really pushing. My body couldn't fight it anymore and I fell over, and about a dozen people fell on top of me. I was under the crowd for about 3 minutes, which doesn't sound like very long but when there are 2000 people standing on your back, its forever. I was sorta sat on the floor with my head between my knees, at one point I couldn't even scream because my voice box was being pushed into my chest. Eventually I thought to tug on someones trouser leg, and they pulled me up, I was in agony. I was CROWD SURFED to the front, and security pulled me out and walked me to first aid. They asked me a bunch of questions, and decided to take me to hospital. Atfer many hours of CAT scans, X rays and poking, it turns out I snapped my thorasic 1 vertabrae in half! I had a broken spine! There was nothing they could do due to the location, so I was put in a waistcoat type brace thing for a few days. Even now it hasn't healed proper, the two bits of bone never lined up. I can either have back ache constantly for the rest of my life, or have surgery to get my spine rebroken and pinned back in place....

Sorry for any typos.

[Found in the Land of Lost]

For someone like me who has never broken a bone, that sounds horrible!

Your stories brought to mind the character that Samuel L. played in Unbreakable.

:D

[Darkshines]

You knows it, sucka! :Headbang:

[Alostcause]

For someone like me who has never broken a bone, that sounds horrible!

Your stories brought to mind the character that Samuel L. played in Unbreakable.

:D
That was a great movie, and those are terrible, Darkshines

[Darkshines]

Thats just a select few. I had my jaw wired shut once, thanks to an ex boyfriend who used to kick the crap out of me, but those sorts of stories aren't fun or cool.......

[Alostcause]

It doesn't sound fun or cool

[Found in the Land of Lost]

You knows it, sucka! :Headbang:

;) :Hippy:

[foxxie]

When I was five my parents had a glass storm door. It was springtime, so the front door was open and the storm door was shut. I was running through the house to go outside with my arms outstretched in front of me to push the door open. I got to the door, missed the door latch, and went head-first through the glass to my waist. I pulled myself back out and just stood there, not crying, until my mom came running. She took one look at me and starting screaming. I had all of these tiny cuts on my head that were bleeding pretty bad, so I was covered in blood. Luckily my head was down, so I didn't cut my face at all. I did have a nasty cut that required stitches. It went from my right wrist all the way up to my shoulder. The doctor's lost count of how many stitches it took. I still have a scar on my arm from it.

[blondiejam]

wow i just read this entire thread, and there are some terrible stories out there. yikes!


this is the only thing i can think of right now.... didn't happen to me...

i teach in an elementary school. every year the gym teachers do a series of before school intermurals of a variety of sports, such as volley ball, floor hockey, and gymnastics. this year, during the gymnastics, one boy (a 5th grader) was on the balance beam but sorta gracefully fell off. one of the two gym teachers present saw him - he landed wrist first, and he (the teacher) went right over. the bone was sticking through the skin, and the kid was in shock. the kids identical twin was there, and maybe 30 other kids. the teacher sorta covered his arm with a cloth, and the other teacher got the nurse ASAP. the rest of the kids were herded to the other side of the gym. an ambulance came, along with the kids parents, etc... along with an ambulance, a fire truck and the police came as part of some sort of emergency responce team. the kid is fine, but something like this happening in school is sorta tramatizing to everyone! :eek:

[Jinjur]

Man I was scared to come in this thread for fear that it was about the new horrible injury show on MTV...whew!


ok...so I'll tell one.


When I was eight months old my mother had left the iron on and we had a low ironing board. My dad was putting his socks on and not watching me. I tipped over the iron spilling out all the boiling water and almost burned all the way through my left hand...I had a skin graph. It was a pretty dark scar growing up and I got made fun of, but now you can hardly see it at all. So, ha ha to all of them because my ass is SMOKIN! :nanabobo: (pun intended)! I have worked with lots of kids and when they ask I tell them that I was on a safari and a croc bit me...LOL. Much better reactions that way ;)


http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f279/Lilyree311584/mjy.jpg On the bright side though if I make a fist it makes a heart:throb:...:D http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f279/Lilyree311584/fgyhi.jpg


Hope nobody has a shattered image of me now…:violin:...and just think I could have lied and said I was perfect......:rolleyes:

~Jj:Hippy:

[Jessicaswanlake]

I used to wait tables at a vegetarian restaurant where we had to do a lot of prep work. So it was right in the middle of a rush, and we ran out of ginger- there are people lined up next to me, waiting to get in the dining area while I am slicing it as fast as I can. All of a sudden, as I am talking to a regular, slice- off goes the tip of my finger (and nail). It stung so bad (knife wound + ginger juice is a bad combo). Luckily I hit it before the bone, so was not as bad as it could have been, but gory nonetheless- a pretty horrifying scene for our veggie friends, plus the ginger was ruined. :)

[Seaicilin]

ewwwww......

When I was in middle school, I was sitting on the front steps and was holding a clip board in my arms. Two boys started fighting and one jumped up onto the step I was sitting on -- and started to fall -- before I could move, he grabbed the top of my head to gain balance and then pushed off to just down from the step.

In doing so, he pushed my head (and thus my neck) into the top metal part of my clip board. When I put my head up, needless to say -- blood everywhere.

The rushed me to the nurse -- he missed my jugular by a millimeter...I still have the scar (small, but I can see it)