) when the guy wire behind me snapped. Had a ladder and a pickup under me, so had to ride the mast to the ground. Ended up landing on a pile of firewood that I had split but not yet stacked. NOTE: there's a very good moral-to-the-story there, but I'm not yet finished with the story. *lol* So, landed on the firewood. Ended up with a tiny gash in my chin and messed up my ankle a bit. ...Like, it was bent inward about 95° or so. The bottom of my right foot was aimed at my left calf muscle. Doctor said if you had cut the skin around the ankle, the only thing left to hold the foot to the leg were the blood vessels, ligaments, etc - the ones that hadn't been torn away. Was told I'd no longer be in the fire department, that I'd probably never make it into the military, I'd NEVER run again, might even have to learn how to walk again. He said I'd be in a cast and/or on crutches for a MINIMUM of 6 months! 6 weeks later my mom hauled me into his office demanding that he either release me from care or put me in a straight jacket! Never slowed down until my neck injury. 
Anyway, had an older Craftsman table saw. The rip fence wasn't all that accurate sometimes. This particular time it bound the wood and kicked the board out of the saw. My left hand went into the saw blade. Cut off the tip of left index finger just under the nail and chewed up on top of the middle finger knuckle. Doctor took a skin graft from the wrist to patch them. ...Well, he did that AFTER I drove my stick-shift truck to the hospital by myself! 
The toenail pics are nasty! It's like, you don't wanna look, but you just have to! Just grazed, fracturing bones, and leaving a couple of gashes, temp teeth misalignment at the time.... A couple of scars, is all that ended up out of that now. Was real lucky on that one...The doc said if it would have been at a quarter of an inch different angle, it could have been real bad. had a few dirt bike wrecks that just ended up sore from. Even wrecked a motorcycle and ended up on my feet somehow, watching the bike slide away...To this day? No clue!! how that happened!! I was sore the next day..But no real injuries.That was fun to talk about for a while!
So anyway, went to the doctor and he gave me 2 aspirin - said I should come back after his golf game. Then, I passed out again. When I woke up, I was dead. No heartbeat, no pulse, no nothing - just dead. ....Then suddenly, my eyes opened up and there I was, wide awake. And I gotta say, I NEVER ate at that Mexican food restaurant ever again!!
Well, let's see...I once ate this strange mushroom. Then a few hours later, started having this terrible reaction and my skin got all inflamed. The skin blistered. The blisters turned to boils. The pain was so bad that I passed out, only to wake up and find...eh, you don't wanna hear that part!
The above story is the honest-to-goodness fib. I can't stand mushrooms!!
It took me a few times of reading that to get it.....I think I got it!!! It's that waking up thing when your dead, that really sucks...So, I've heard..
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Oh? I thought it was the "honest-to-goodness FIB" part that would catch your attention.
Ok, ok...I didn't mean for this to turn into a fibber's thread. :PI was dumpster diving...
I was in deep...
Had an air line and mask because of the smell...
headphones for digging groove... I was jamming...
All of a sudden there was an earthquake... and I was tumbling in garbage ...
then I was falling...
Then it was like the scene on star wars when the walls of garbage were closing in...
Getting compacted sucks every time :P
Well, let's see...I once ate this strange mushroom. Then a few hours later, started having this terrible reaction and my skin got all inflamed. The skin blistered. The blisters turned to boils. The pain was so bad that I passed out, only to wake up and find...eh, you don't wanna hear that part!
The above story is the honest-to-goodness fib. I can't stand mushrooms!!
