What injuries did you have as a child? What do you remember from it? When I was 2, I broke my arm in a dog sled accident, I don't remember it at all, but I vaguely remember putting peas down my cast so I didn't have to eat them.
Post by mamaalysson on Jan 7, 2016 21:33:39 GMT -5
Splitting my head open at 3. I burned my hand on a lamp when I was around 18 months. Another big, awful head wound in like 2nd or 3rd grade from falling off my bike into a cement wall.
Post by thecheshirekat on Jan 7, 2016 21:40:20 GMT -5
I split the back of my head open at age four and remember it vividly. It was super scary. And I had to get stitches near my temple a couple years later because my little brother hit me in the head with a flashlight.
I remember a few more serious ones. Burning my forearm on a kerosene heater at about age 5. It was probably an inch wide and the whole length of my arm. No scar at all.
My younger sister threw a huge rock at my head while away on a trip, she said sHe wanted me to "go jump in a Lake. My mom & grandmom butterflied it but I probably needed a stich or 2.
Lastly, and by far the worst, I fell off of a table I wa ms standing on to hang my bathing suit on a clothesline. The table flipped and I fell on top of it, the legs were metal tubes like a folding chair and it went through my lip/chin straight through - I had a literal hole. It was the day before my 9th birthday. Gushing blood, countless stitches, my mom says it was awful. Luckily I don't remember any pain or much of anything.
I fell down an escalator at 2 and have a scar on my temple. I remember it and I really hate escalators. I had a hard time working in a department store as they frown on staff using the elevator.
I have broken my toes multiple times. Once when I was playing soccer with my brother and I kicked him in the shin and broke my pinky toe, and another time I fractured my big toe on a concrete step.
I have also had a concussion twice. Once when I passed out from the heat and hit my head on concrete stairs. I should probably stay away from concrete stairs.
No really major injuries but I had to have my stomach pumped several times.
Post by stevenpmorrissey on Jan 8, 2016 2:22:20 GMT -5
I remember in second or third grade going outside with my class to hit a piñata. We were told not to go for the candy until the person finished swinging. Well, I didn't. Got slammed in the mouth with a broom stick. That was horrid. Kept all my teeth, though, I'll never forget the sound that the broom stick made in my internally in my head.
Also, at five years old I was roller skating and fell. A clean break, but I vividly remember putting weight on the broken wrist and seeing my bone slide sideways from the clean break. Yuuuuuck.
This is fun!
Oh, once I was baking around nine or ten years old and the recipe called for something like boiled sugar and water or boiling corn syrup. Something like that. I was stoopid and poured that boiling sugar into a plastic cup. I remember watching the plastic cup melt and the liquid spilling onto my fingers. Holy hell. That pain was unreal.
When I was a baby my brother spilled hot soup on me. I have this mark on my leg that is from the burn.
I remember scraping my knees really bad from falling off my bike at 5.
Around 4-5 years old my mom left a very hot tea on the counter. She told me not to touch it cause it was so hot. I climbed a chair and grabbed it. I spilled some on myself. I remember how hot it felt on me.
I broke my leg when I was 6. I was riding down a hill on the back of my big wheel, leaning forward holding the handlebars. I slipped and somehow managed to run over my own leg. It didn't break straight across, but my tibia kind of splintered up and the fibula didn't break at all. I was in a cast from my toes to my hip for 6 weeks and one up to my knee for 4 weeks. In the middle of summer. In the south. It was miserable.
Burning my knee on the stove when I was 3 or 4. I still have a scar. Why I was allowed to sit on the counter near a hot stove I don't know.
Breaking a tooth in our pool when I was 2. I don't remember this one but have been told about it.
Dislocating my knee when I was 14. I tripped over the dog gate in the kitchen and fell on the tile. My knee was on the opposite side of my leg and then pain was excruciating!
I've never had stitches (well, except for with DS), and didn't break a bone until I was 23!
The only "injury" I can really remember from childhood is getting an electrical shock when I was playing around with the plug on the clock radio in my room. Never did that again!
Post by expectantsteelerfan on Jan 8, 2016 8:40:34 GMT -5
Mine: My brother cut my eye with a package of baseball cards while we were fighting over who got to stand on the end of the grocery cart. I had to go to an eye doctor and wear a patch for some amount of time (felt like a month, could have been a week, I was 4). Head injury where my brother knocked me into a wall that I only vaguely remember, I have a scar but didn't get any stitches. And when I was 9 and playing softball, I got hit in the mouth with a line drive and had to get a few stitches in my chin. I vividly remember seeing something white fly out of my mouth and being terrified that it knocked out one of my permanent teeth, but luckily it was just chewing gum My brother: at like 10/11, we were playing on our old metal swing set, and he was just pushing the glider part with no one on it, and my mom called us from in the house, and he turned to look and it came back and hit him in the head...poked a hole straight through his ball cap, he needed a few stitches. My cousin: My brother, 2 cousins and I were playing in the basement when we were all around 4-6 and we made a huge mess and got yelled at and were cleaning up. My oldest cousin went to toss a pair of scissors onto a table and they hit my younger cousin and stuck in his head. I can't remember if he needed stitches or not, but I do vividly remember the sight of him with scissors sticking out of his head.
I was a gymnast so I've broken multiple toes, fingers and my nose once. Also sprained a bunch of stuff (I was not a very good gymnast).
Also, this was more recent, but before we moved here (it's complicated), but I jammed a curtain rod into the roof of my mouth...the like open-ended ones...blood ever.y.where.
Oh my gosh you guys are amazing. These are terrible. I have another about middle child. She jammed a toy bandaide in her mouth and it got stuck behind her teeth, cutting the roof of her mouth and I had to pry her mouth open farther to scoop it out. I threw out the toy bandaides after that.
When I was 5, my dad took my training wheels off my bike and cut me loose...next to a stucco wall. I will never forget tipping over and getting a complete bloody stucco burn on my right arm. And my stepmom at the time sprayed it with antiseptic (ouch) and put gauze over it that ended up sticking and had to be ripped off (shudder).
I also recall being a dumb teen and thinking I could scale a steep hill at the Griffith park observatory and instead of sort of shuffling down, I ran down (well my legs did) and I was halted by a jagged tree trunk which ripped my shin open deep. Still have a scar
I fell off a cement block and smashed my cheek into another cement block when I was 7. I fractured a bone in my face but it heeled on its own with no lasting evidence. Not as a child but as a young adult I sliced my own finger off (the tip). My sister rushed me to the ER and my mom followed with tip on ice in a plastic bag. My mom got one of the top plastic surgeons in our area to come in and he actually used the tip - sewed it back on. It was disgusting and I had stitches all through my nail bed. But today you can't even tell - my finger looks totally normal and no scars.
Some of these are AWFUL! I am cringing! I never really had any super bad injuries, luckily. The only sort-of gruesome one was when we were carving pumpkins, and I pulled the blade of the knife up right through the pad of a finger. I was maybe in junior high. Bled a lot but I didn't get stitches and it healed up okay.
Very minor but this one stuck in my memory. I was watching TV before dinner, probably about 5/6 years old, and staring at the light bulb. I really wanted to see what it felt like (looked soft and liquid-y and glowing) so I touched it and of course burned my finger. I remember sitting with my finger in an avocado-green plastic cup of water afterwards.
I know two people (well, now 3) who got the tip of their finger cut off. My stepsister had a door closed on her finger, and my SIL on one of those big commercial meat slicers.
When I was a teenager my best friend got drunk and decided to jump off of a roof onto a trampoline and nearly paralyzed herself.
I remember a family friend was attempting to jump from a rope swing but he didn't let go and swung back and hit a tree. That one was pretty gross.
Oh, and my sister cut her foot so deep you could see things you should never see. That one was gross too.
I'm actually sorry I started this post! I've got a pretty weak stomach. I actually don't know how my brother survived his childhood. He once bit off his tongue, cut his foot off when he got caught under the lawn mower, multiple head injuries. He spent his fair share of time in a cast. My poor mother.
Post by cabbagecabbage on Jan 8, 2016 21:48:14 GMT -5
One of my first memories is being wrapped in a giant ace bandage to immobilize me so the skin under my eye could be stitched up. I was two and I ran into the edge of a coffee table. I was milimeters away from losing an eye but now I just gave a tiny scar.
I was about 5 and my brother(who was 1)climbed on top of our coffee table which had a glass top. I'm not sure how but the glass broke and he feel through. I remember climbing in to get him while yelling for my mom. I cut my feet and legs pretty bad. My cousin broke her arm 3 times as a child. The first time she fell off a swing, the 2nd time was at gymnastics, and the 3rd time was at our house. She was visiting for a week in the summer and we were goofing off. She was probably 7 and I was 10. She stood on the couch and tried to jump onto my back for me to catch her. I dropped her, fell on top of her and her arm broke. I remember crying the whole time we were at the ER because I felt so bad.
1) I had my ears pierced at 6. A few months later after not turning them properly, the earring post crusted and was literally stuck in my ear. My mom had to pull the entire stud THROUGH my earlobe out the back. More blood than I was anticipating. I don't wear earrings anymore.
2) I was riding my bike and fell off, sliding on our aggregate pathway. My knee took the direct impact. I should have had stitches, but hey it's the 80's, put a band aid on it. I still have a noticeable 1 inch scar to this day.
3) It was the first game of my 7th grade basketball season and I had brand new shoes on. I was running backwards to defend the ball and fell backwards, but I braced myself with my wrists as I fell. Bad idea. I cracked the growth plate in my left wrist. However that was not established until a week later after having gone to the ER, then my pediatrician, and finally an orthopedic surgeon. It was only in a soft brace and hurt really badly until that point.
My sister was a hundred times worse. Just the biggest klutz. She aged my parents significantly with all of her childhood traumas. She still is accident prone to this day at the age of 31.