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33 Years, Eight Days...
ChadTower:
--- Quote from: Texasmame on October 29, 2006, 09:30:59 am ---As a 14 year old, 8 of 'em about an inch from my left temple. Doc said, another inch to the front, I'd have lost an eye. Another inch down, I could have died. :o
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I got some right on the orbital rim like that when I was 8 or 9. Half inch from the eye, an inch from the temple... result of my brother bashing me in the head with an old school Tonka truck.
A lifetime of contact sports (was still playing football as earlier this year at 31) has left me with all manner of injuries, scars, etc etc. It's just the cost of those sports. Oddly I have never broken many bones except one skiing incident in which I broke a whole lot of them.
shardian:
I tripped and hit the center of my forehead onto the corner of a cinderblock when I was 4 - I don't remember how many stiches it was, but the cut was about 1 inch over and 1 inch down. I still have a small scar that shows well when I wrinkle up my forehead.
rackoon:
One time at band camp I stuck a flute up my.....well never mind if ya haven't seen the flick.
Seriously, one time ten years ago (when I worked at a lumber yard) we were stoned and fighting over a frozen burrito and my buddy decided to cut it in half with the cut off saw. Yep, right across the knuckles. They sewed them back on with out the knuckles.
Then, while drunk, I tried taking an aluminum fishing boat off a lumber rack, while the truck was at a 45 angle on the launching dock at a lake and it slid down and crushed and chopped all my toes on my right foot. Lets just say that it was ugly and the flesh that was holding them on kept them from being fish food.
Oh wait, once when I was a carpenter I was on a two story roof and found a Frisbee and was throwing it back and forth to a co-worker when I went off the roof backwards to catch a throw and came down with one of my shins on a brick planter during my belly flop. <Only my calf musle held on the meat.> This wasn't so bad because when I saw the blood squirting out of me and the yellow smashed bones I blacked out and woke up with a cast and a bunch of stitches. I have no feeling in my shin so at parties I stick a needle in my shin to freak people out (hey don't judge me!). Wanta party?
Hey SPACIES, I feel ya on the BMX situation. In the late 70's and early 80's I used to race BMX and practice stunt jumping. I have seen some wicked stuff, "lot of arm and wrist stuff with bones sticking out."
"But, so far the only injury from building my cab has been to my wallet." :laugh2:
ChadTower:
It's safe to say this guy has lead poisoning from all those pencils.
rackoon:
I can remember in 1981 a classmate stabbed me with a pencil in the thigh and the lead broke off. Did they have lead back then? Could my whole life be a delusional dream? :cry: