I was once sitting on the floor of the kitchen and didn't move my hand fast enough. I ended ripping my thumbnail out of the nail bed. I needed to go to the ER to have the rest of it removed.
I fractured my fifth metatarsal in my left foot stepping over a baby gate. I rolled my foot and heard it pop. I was in a boot for over a month. Fortunately it didn't require any orthopedic intervention.
Post by daisyheadmaizie on Jun 12, 2012 18:29:44 GMT -5
I have broken my nose in the following ways: - walking up a hill. I fell and my face hit the ground before my hands did. - sitting up in bed. In high school, I had shelves on the wall at the end of my bed, and somehow managed to sit up with enough force that I caught the corner of a shelf. - falling off the bed onto my little sister's roller skate.
Post by birdistheword on Jun 12, 2012 18:47:44 GMT -5
Once when I was maybe 7 I got the brilliant idea to lay on the ground under my friend's wooden swing in her yard while she was swinging on it. I sat up just after she jumped off and the swing came back and hit me square in the forehead, busting it open. It required many stitches.
I did a flip too close to the edge of the trampoline and ended up flipping off the side. I landed on a wasp nest that had apparently fallen from somewhere...no idea how it got to the middle of the yard. I got stung several times and had a sprained ankle.
a torn tendon in my foot from being tripped by my dogs.
i also sliced my neck last year when i was stepping out of our garden. we have chicken wire around a boxed area to keep our dogs and deer out. i was using herb scissors to trim off tomatoes, okra, etc. i stepped outside the chicken wire, but into a small, covered rabbit hole. the scissors grazed my neck enough to draw blood, but no stitches were needed. i thought it was my final destination moment so i was overly cautious the rest of the week.
I was playing on the beach in Galveston and a ton of jelly fish had washed up on the beach. My younger step sister was poking one with a stick and it's sack popped and sprayed all over my stomach. I felt like I was on fire. My parents ran into the 7-11 to call for help (this was before cell phones) and the handily clerk who I guess was also a lifeguard told hem to put meat tenderizer on it, then pee on it. I remember laying down in the bed of my dad's truck so they could slather me in meat tenderizer. Then they had my younger sister squat and pee on me.
It totally worked but it is not one of my finer memories.
I have also broken toes doing things like walking by the couch and some how kicking it.
Oh and when I was 5 I was on the swing set in my neighbors yard. I was coming down and their family dog ran right infront of me and stopped. Of course I kicked him and he turned around and bit the crap out of my thigh. I had to get stitches and the poor neighbor had to out their dog down. :-(
Post by firedancer49 on Jun 13, 2012 9:24:07 GMT -5
All as a kid-
My shoelace got caught in my bicycle chain and wrapped around, causing me to just stop and fall - nice gash on my knee.
Then I was on a merry go round thing and jumped off, it was going really fast so I ended up getting caught and falling on the ground. My foot then got caught under it and twisted my ankle. There were no adults around and only a few kids. They didnt realize what happened so it just kept on going, crushing my ankle.
Post by PinkSquirrel on Jun 13, 2012 9:27:27 GMT -5
Last summer I managed to get a 1" slice of sea shell all the way in my foot. When looking at my foot you would have thought i just stepped on a tiny shard. I laughed when they did the xray at the ER because it seemed ridiculous to do until they told me the piece was an inch long
I have a scar on my ankle that looks like a vampire bite. It's from my bike falling on me when I was 9. I also have a scar above my knee from a sharp bathroom countertop, but that one is cool because it was a bathroom in France, so that makes it fancy.
I don't know why people leave the darn thing down. I had enough force that my leg bled a bit at the impact point (lol) and immediately swelled up and turned black and blue. Over the next couple months, I got to watch it turn all the shades of the rainbow. The bruise finally faded, but you can still feel a little lump if you press on it.
I took a chunk out of my ankle when I was in a hurry shaving about 7 or 8 weeks ago, and still have a stark purple scar from it. =/
Growing up, we had a chicken coop with about 20 chickens and one mean, ornery rooster. The rooster hated me. No idea why. When I was 6 I went into the coop to get eggs and the rooster attacked me. It actually got me down on the ground and kept pecking at my legs.
My Mom had to come in and kill the rooster to get it to stop. When she first pulled it off of me, it came tearing ass back and got me again. I have massive scars on the backs of my legs from said rooster attack. Gross.
Post by adhdfashion on Jun 13, 2012 11:25:03 GMT -5
I got three softball size bruises from being bitten by an Fing swan. Those things are pure evil! I have no idea why my Dad bought them for the pond. Get this, it bitting me while I was pouring its grain into the demon things dish.
1. Knocked my front teeth out when my brother pushed me gently but I fell flat on my face anyway. 2. Broke my tailbone while hanging Christmas lights. 3. Tore a muscle while pulling up a patient in bed. 4. Broke my nose two weeks before my wedding by hitting it on the doorframe of the car while getting out.