THE INJURY THREAD. Post your wounds here.

so your brain is fried, at least, according to the doctor and your wife?
According to the wife, OUR brains are just fine, but everyone ELSE'S brains are fried! :laughing7:

...Just can't understand all them folks wantin' to live in the big city. There's all this peace and quiet out here - elbow room - no neighbors. Ah, now THIS is living!! :thumbsup: :laughing7:
 

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Hey kcm do you get the same nerve /neck pain im talking about ? If so you got any bush treatments from living out there in the country !! Good job tossing the vicodens. life is always better without the opiates !!
 

Eh, just make it through each day the best we can. Yes, I got off the heavy narcotics - mostly as I had built up a tolerance and they were no longer working anymore. Now taking Tylenol #4, which has Codeine in it. Tried going without anything at all, but no can do!

Gonna (hopefully) build a new shop this Spring/Summer. If it goes well, next project will be a custom tractor that I've had in mind for a long time. After that a newer, larger house. "IF" I can make it that far without killing myself(!!??!!), I'm gonna build a special massage table for us to use - something that we can go to any time we want and use for as long as we need. We've pretty much designed a great concept table, but have no room for one. ...Maybe my new shop will have to have a special spot for it to start with!

As for the painkillers, we got stranded out of state a couple years back due to an auto accident. Spent the winter 1,100 miles from home. Couldn't get our pain meds sent there and couldn't get an out-of-state prescription. So we were FORCED through circumstances to do without. The wife had pretty bad withdrawals. I had almost none. But for each of us the pain was beyond measure!! Too many idiots abusing prescription drugs (and anything else they can get a high from.....TRY LIFE!!), the Vicodins and equivalents have ridiculously strict rules now. Just found out though that Minnesota has recently lightened up slightly on "some" of the rules.

But never fear Bart - as you get older, it'll get worse!! :thumbsup:
 

When I was in Junior High I got a foot infection I kept quiet (because I had dug a planter's wart out with an X-Acto knife and was afraid my Dad would be mad). I had just previously had athlete's foot and got yelled at whenever I itched). Being an idiot I let it get septic. To the point of gangrene and sepsis. I was in the hospital a month. The doctor "flensed and irrigated" my foot. Basically peeled the skin off the bottom and ran salt-water through the muscle, scraping it every day. I remember my vision was effected, pain and drugs, and the world looked like a TV with a bad antenna - staticky - like it was raining hard indoors. My Dad said at one point he was informed if I didn't improve they would take the foot. Happily I improved.

I also remember my scoutmaster, a gruff 'ol WWII Navy vet, brought a sleeping bag and laid it over me so he could sign my "year-round-camper" badge that year.

Back in the days when "real" VW Beetles roamed the land (1975) I was passenger in one on a rainy night. We were coming downhill on Rt 17 and a truck passed us and the VW hydroplaned and the first-year driver over corrected and we spun into the guardrail. I went out the windshield and landed on my back in a culvert creek; unconscious. If I'd have rolled another 1/2 tun I likely would have drowned. In the hospital I was laying on my front and I came to while they were cleaning the "road rash" on my back. Someone came own the hall and said "wait up there". I remember a VERY weird sensation and he pulled a 6" long piece of glass out of my back that was buried along my shoulder blade.

I had a concision (so no pain killers) but that I recall was the oddest sensation ever.


I don't have images - too busy or a selfie at the time - but I did a number on the first two fingers of my left hand when cleaning up after felling a tree and lopping the little 1" branches up by holding a 16" chainsaw in my right hand and the branches in my left. Chani grabbed and I went halfway through two knuckles. It was a year before I could make a fist.

About six years ago I used my tractor to drag a deer out of the woods and the headlights didn't work. The next morning I started it up to put it back in the barn and remembered the lights. I put it in neutral and hopped off and saw a wire was lose. And also chewed. Damn mice! I pinched the wire and slid my fingers along it towards the headlights beside the engine and in the process ran my right hand into the running fan blades. ZING!

I pulled my hand out hand my right ring finger was 1" short with the tip swinging on a bit of the skin. Broke the second knuckle and severed the tip. YEOW!

That next fall I hunted with a left handed recurve bow, but eventually I got back 100% use and most feeling. Nail even looks OK unless you look real close.

If you ain't gonna be smart it pays to be lucky.

The doctor (a hand surgeon I waited four hours to arrive) said he was placing the "gloved" bone tip back but couldn't guarantee it was in the same orientation. Said it really wouldn't matter.

I also broke the ring finger of my left hand grabbing a sheep making a break for freedom on shearing day. I have barometers on the ends of both arms now.
 

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All I can say, Charlie, is it's a good thing you're still here to tell us about it all!! :occasion14: ...For some strange reason, I think I need some Excedrin. :tongue3:
 

When I was in Junior High I got a foot infection I kept quiet (because I had dug a planter's wart out with an X-Acto knife and was afraid my Dad would be mad). I had just previously had athlete's foot and got yelled at whenever I itched). Being an idiot I let it get septic. To the point of gangrene and sepsis. I was in the hospital a month. The doctor "flensed and irrigated" my foot. Basically peeled the skin off the bottom and ran salt-water through the muscle, scraping it every day. I remember my vision was effected, pain and drugs, and the world looked like a TV with a bad antenna - staticky - like it was raining hard indoors. My Dad said at one point he was informed if I didn't improve they would take the foot. Happily I improved.

I also remember my scoutmaster, a gruff 'ol WWII Navy vet, brought a sleeping bag and laid it over me so he could sign my "year-round-camper" badge that year.

Back in the days when "real" VW Beetles roamed the land (1975) I was passenger in one on a rainy night. We were coming downhill on Rt 17 and a truck passed us and the VW hydroplaned and the first-year driver over corrected and we spun into the guardrail. I went out the windshield and landed on my back in a culvert creek; unconscious. If I'd have rolled another 1/2 tun I likely would have drowned. In the hospital I was laying on my front and I came to while they were cleaning the "road rash" on my back. Someone came own the hall and said "wait up there". I remember a VERY weird sensation and he pulled a 6" long piece of glass out of my back that was buried along my shoulder blade.

I had a concision (so no pain killers) but that I recall was the oddest sensation ever.


I don't have images - too busy or a selfie at the time - but I did a number on the first two fingers of my left hand when cleaning up after felling a tree and lopping the little 1" branches up by holding a 16" chainsaw in my right hand and the branches in my left. Chani grabbed and I went halfway through two knuckles. It was a year before I could make a fist.

About six years ago I used my tractor to drag a deer out of the woods and the headlights didn't work. The next morning I started it up to put it back in the barn and remembered the lights. I put it in neutral and hopped off and saw a wire was lose. And also chewed. Damn mice! I pinched the wire and slid my fingers along it towards the headlights beside the engine and in the process ran my right hand into the running fan blades. ZING!

I pulled my hand out hand my right ring finger was 1" short with the tip swinging on a bit of the skin. Broke the second knuckle and severed the tip. YEOW!

That next fall I hunted with a left handed recurve bow, but eventually I got back 100% use and most feeling. Nail even looks OK unless you look real close.

If you ain't gonna be smart it pays to be lucky.

The doctor (a hand surgeon I waited four hours to arrive) said he was placing the "gloved" bone tip back but couldn't guarantee it was in the same orientation. Said it really wouldn't matter.

I also broke the ring finger of my left hand grabbing a sheep making a break for freedom on shearing day. I have barometers on the ends of both arms now.
Sounds like your rough on them fingers. Good Luck out there.
 

Hurt my neck when I was 18 . Ive had on again off again problems. Wake up with stiff neck and then it gets worse, then it peeks and then it fades out over about a weeks time. It always sucks when this happens but I usally suffer through it with a couple ibuprofen and by gritting my teeth. Only happens about three times a year, but last night the most recent event was coming to a peak and I ended up in the emergency room. I was almost paralyzed with pain, could not even move at all without extreme pain, if I swallowed pain would shoot throgh my neck into the base of my skull. The drive to the emergency room was brutal and I got nauseas twice from pain. This is only the second time ive had to go to the hospital for this problem in the last 25 years. Only way to have any relief was to stand up perfectly still. I was exhausted from no sleep for close to 3 days so I gave up and went to emergency room at 3:00 am. Doc said I have a stiff neck he had a technical name like tourquelesons or somthing close to that (big technical name for stiff neck). I now am perched on the couch under the influnce of the largest perkosets ive ever seen along with flexorall, and panzo somthing that is an anti inflammatory. I still cant move my head very much or get up and down very easy but at lest I can swallow without pain. I feel more relaxed than I ever have in my life. I finally fell asleep at 5 am and just woke up at 130 pm ahhhhhhhhhh. At least I dont have to support my head to lift it any more. Might have to have the fusion thing that you guys are talking about. Going to orthopedic surgeon for MRI and evaluation to see what can be done. In the meantime I got net-flix, t-net, flexorall, and perkoset to get me through.

Very sorry to hear this. The fusion wasn't that big of a deal. The numbness I had in my left arm is now gone, so I can sleep. I was hit head on the day after Christmas last year. Chronic pain sucks
PM me if you want to discuss the surgery.
 

Ill live !! Getting old sucks. Unfortunately I have a list of surgeries and old injuries as long as mph200. I surfed pro for a couple years and I was an avid skate boarder from street to vert ramp (half pipe).commercial fishing has been tuff on the body too. I once spent 3 months in the hospital after a near fatal car crash in the bahamas. 7 broken ribs, broken jaw, broken nose, fractured skull, and splieen damage (they saved it). My body was never the same after that.i also had a bristo procedure on my left shoulder (reattached bicep and large titanium screw and washer holding it all together). Athroscop on right shoulder, torn minicus right knee. To name a few. Ive been hit by a scorpion fish. That almost killed me and ive been hit by a pygmy rattle snake. That almost killed me. There are many other injuries I could list. Ill post up some pics of some of the fishing ones when I find them. Fish hooks, leader and wire cuts, and bites from various creatures. I commercial fish sharks with longline gear for the last 20 years. The point is that I have recovered from everthing with almost 100% mobilty and freedom of range and motion. Im in great shape with very little body fat, I have great cardio and stamina is no problem. I can still free dive to 40 -50 feet. But when you go to sleep and wake up and can barly move from disc damage /pinched nerves its pretty embarrassing. All this macho crap I made it through and I damage my self the worst by just laying down to sleep. How ironic !! Ill be fishing sail fish tomorrow no matter what !!!! I cant believe that sleeping in the wrong position has kept me off the water for the last 2 days. All those injuries add up after time !! Sounds like its time for (My pillow .com).

A fellow skater!? Nice. I skate Vert. A lot of private ramps around Gainesville. I get to rip with some old timers from the Bones Bregade on occasion.
 

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I was on my way to a Seminole war fort. Had to get across the creek. Figured I could make it. The results were sub-par to say the least.
 

my machine saved my life ..or at least a trip to the hospital. (though a land hunt - posting here cause I was using my water machine)
I decided to try my CZ21 in the dirt - for years I been saying that it was great in the water on lead and iron
At the end of the day on a large relic hunt down south - I was hunting with a group of friends I drove with- we had hit the south western end of the property early and one of the guys had heard they got
some buttons at the very northern end - so we headed up there. We all went off in different directions - I ended up running into an old friend from another group and a few other guys. Told them I had done good in the morning - they hadn't gotten much.
I was on top of a small bluff and working my way down. There was another hunter about 20 yards away from me.
I was swinging away and watching him swing. Next thing I know - I went down like a ton of bricks - I should not saw "I know" cause I blacked out for a few seconds I think from the whiplash I got when I hit the ground - it happened so fast and I didn't even have time to break my fall..
Other hunter came running to my side asking if I was okay. I was slumped over a dead tree and thought I was impaled. I was on my knees and looked down and saw I was being supported by a dead branch that looked like it was going into my chest. I pulled myself off it and started to pull pieces of dead wood from side of my chest. Other hunter asked again if I was okay - I looked back and saw that I had tripped on a piece of barbwire that was under the leaves and about an inch off the ground. I was dazed from the fall and could see my shirt was ripped - my chest stung and hurt a little, but I had visions of being stuck on that branch and having to be taken to a hospital. I heard a car horn and thought it was my guys ready to head back to the hotel. I met my crew at the suv and told them what happened. I looked at the shirt holes and could see I was bleeding - I had blood running down my side from the larger cut (pic is after clean up) , but it seemed to have stopped. As I was talking to my friend Dan about it, I was taking off my equipment and noticed I had two gouged scratches down the box of my CZ21. Now the CZ21 is a heavy machine to swing mounted on its handle. Usually you would hip mount it for land/out of the water, but with all the walking and crawling through the brush I was doing - I decided to wear it on my chest. So my box was over my left breast. Had I had it anywhere else - that branch would have got me in the heart area. I would have easily broke ribs or worse. You can see that the branch hit the box and slid off and caught me under my armpit instead. My CZ21 took that full force hit and came out with just those scratches - which says a lot for the product too. I did well with it find wise in the hunt and it took a beating and is still ticking..and so am I.
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Hope the CZ is ok, but would much rather "it" be hurt bad than you!
 

Wow Casper, thanks for sharing your story, yea, you got lucky...it could've been so much worse....
Glad I read the story, because NOW I see it's a pic of your chest and arm.... at first glance, I thought it was an ass pic!:dontknow::laughing7:
 

Hope the CZ is ok, but would much rather "it" be hurt bad than you!

still water tight :icon_thumright:..was afraid first time back in water with it
 

Well I said I would go and sailfish no matter what my neck felt like. So under the influance of perkoset and flexorall out to sea I went. Well about noon im feeling about 75% when we hook into a 50 -60 pound sailfish. We are backing down on this fish at about 10 knots when he goes ballistic and charges the boat in a frenzy of leaps and tail walks. Im preparing for the impact that I know is going to happen as this fish is hot and pissed off. As he leaps over the transom of the boat I caught him with my left hand around his bill in mid air. If I had not caught this fish in mid leap it would have speared me in the neck or face. If you look at the pictures youll see my left hand death gripping the bill of this fish, my hand never moved even and inch after making the catch.photo-328.JPG
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I was lucky to get away with a bruise/scratch to the shoulder, and not get speared by this fish. Sorry for the upside down pic of my wound but that scratch is from the initial impact of the fishes bill. You can see how close it came to getting me in the neck head area. That fish beat me up good but it could have been much worse !!! Wish I could have gotten it all on film no one took any pics until about 5 -10 seconds after I made the catch.
 

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Bart...when you say you are going fishin' ......you ain't kidding!
 

Well, I guess that fish beats out the 7 lb. Largemouth Bass I caught one time. :laughing7:

Dang dude, I've seen those things flying through the air on TV. I think even then I had to grab the carpet shampooer for the lounge chair. ACK!! Good thing it missed the vitals.......ALL of them!!
 

I was at work Friday and was putting diesel in the tractor. It was cold so I went back in the cab. When it was almost done I started to get out and tripped on the steps leading down, fell forward, and hit my arm with it extended out on the toolbox on the tractor. Hurt like he... After coming to my senses I noticed my arm wasn't working correctly. I managed to get of my layers of clothing and discovered my bicep was up around my shoulder no where it should be. My boss took me to the ER and after some x-rays it is not broken they say I ripped the tendon by my elbow that holds the bicep down. Going to see an orthopedic doctor tomorrow for an mri or something like that I think. From what I understand it will probably need surgery. My right arm no less. I'm right handed. No metal detecting for a little while, SUCKS! I can run my detector left handed but I see a problem digging.
 

Oh, and it isn't very easy going to the bathroom if you know what I mean.
 

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