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My worst injury was a pinched nerve in my back from working on the wiring harness underneath the dash on a Porsche.

I have had more than 100 stitches (so many that I can't remember them all). I got my first stitches under my chin when I fell off of my tricycle.

Speaking of large dogs, we had some large herding type dog for a while. I would take him and my other dog for a walk. My other dog was well behaved and probably 20lb lighter than the large dog. This was over ten years ago, so I'm thinking I was maybe 7 or 8 at the most. Well the big dog would occasionally see something he wanted to run after. Twice he dragged me along concrete driveways until my body weight slowed him down. My parents found a new home for him soon after the repeated draggings. And my other dog is gay, so that is another reason they got rid of the big dog (we've had the gay one longer).

When I was in ( I have to remember now) ummmmmm.... 1st grade (?) I broke my left forearm/hand in a few places.

I ate fish sticks for lunch at school and failed to wash my hands afterwards. Slipped from the half-dome monkey bars and sat on my left arm when I landed.

The doctor tried to give me enough demerol (he thought) to make me pass out, but it only made me hyper.
I kept jabbering at him even though he was setting the bones

I fell on a small statue made of Fusilli.

i remember a i got while snowboarding.
i had just learned how to jump off of jumps and was taking it in baby steps.
I went up to the local ski resort with this high school kid i knew who was realllly good.
we went up to the snowboard park and he told me to hit the big jumps you need speed (which is true). it sounded/looked easy.
i hit a moderate sized table top at full speed! (now this was about 30 minutes after we got to the park!!)
as i was in the air, maybe 3-4 feet, i started turning and landed on top of the table top, which was ICE, on my ARSE! i laid there for a few minutes unable to move. i thought i was paralyzed a few people asked me if i was ok and finally was able to slide my ass off of the jump so as not to get run over by the people who could care less if you were lying there paralyzed. i laid on the side of the jump for about 15 minutes more.
it pretty much ruined the rest of the day for me and for about TWO months after I couldnt sit direcetly on my tailbone. luckily, i didnt break it, just severely bruised it.
Let me tell you, you dont know what its like not being able to SIT pretty much at all. at work/school, i would have to dangle my ass between two chairs or sit with my ass to the side (like a homo).
a friend told me she broke her tailbone while skiing and it took a looong time to heal. nothing you can really do, except dangle dat ass!

Speaking of bikes. Back in grade school, i used to be into BMX'ing. Well in Romeo, Mi there was a bike track called Sisson. I was attempting to clear a double called "the magic carpet." i came up too short flew over the handle bars and busted my face into the gravel. When i came to it i picked up my mangaled glasses and tried to bend them back together but the just broke in half. The impact was so bad that i had little pebbled indented into the lenses. Right after that it started raining and i went home.
Also i broke the same ankle twice skateboarding. It hurts so bad to roll your ankle to the point of breaking it!!!

At work, climbed a 20 foot warehouse rack to get stock off the top shelf. As I started climbing down my friend decided she was going to help me by putting a ladder out for me. I didn't see it, hooked the ladder with my shoe and knocked it over, it took me with it. I fell 20 feet onto a display rack, which collapsed under my weight. I got a 3 inch gash in my wrist, which was litterally gushing blood onto the floor.

I don't feel pain quite like most people so I grabbed the flap of skin hanging from my arm, folded it back and held it for a few minutes until it stuck in place then went back to work. I probably should have gotten stitches but meh...




I've cracked my skull three times, cut both wrists (accidentally) but the following really stand out...

When I was 10 I took a bag of garbage out to the dump at the hamlet where our cabin used to be. The pit was lit, and had been burning all day. I tossed the garbage in, and the side of the pit I was standing on collapsed. I fell into the pit and slid down a bank of coals. The sandals I was wearing saved my feet for a few seconds but melted away fairly fast. I climbed back up the coals to get out of the pit but spent about 30 seconds ankle deep in red hot coals.

I ended up with 3rd degree burns on both feet, and had skin ffalling off them for months. Rightnow that's the only part of my body that's sensitive to pain. I really don't get "hurt" like I should when I injure myself. I know I got hurt but I don't feel it quite right. You could step on my feet though and I'd double over in pain.

The worst injury I faced that I don't have a picture for was in grade 5. I was batcatching for a kid in grade 7 and as I was getting ready to put my facemask on he threw a fastball. I looked up just in time to see the ball about an inch from my face. I woke up probably a couple hours later, everyone ran away and apparently didn't want to take responsability for killing the batcatcher. I was bleeding out my eye sockets and my ears and couldn't see. I couldn't feel my head at all and when I reached up to make sure it was there I felt a bump about 3 inches in diameter and about two inches tall. I couldn't remember where/who/what/why etc... I walked back to the school, blacked out twice on the way there, and finally made it to the office where the secretary basically freaked out because I was covered in blood and my entire forehead was purple.

The funny part is, my teacher, who eventually found me, told me to get myself home. I hopped on my bike which I didn't know why it was mine or how I knew the combination to the lock, and started riding it home. I woke up in the middle of the steet, got back on my bike again, started riding it, woke up on the street with a few people around me, and got a ride to the hospital where they called my mom and told her what happened. She wasn't real happy with my teacher I don't think...

I still have that bump

hell i got a scratch like that doing the rear struts on his cougar...damn splash shield. The scar has mistly faded now though.

I've got a thing about doctors, so I know i've needed stitches and other medical attention a bunch of times, but I don't actually know how serious my injuries were.

lol, it wasn't a scratch, I had a peice of steel stuck in my wrist touching the bone.