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I don't have a pic of my injury that I'm about to talk about but a few years ago I fell about 20 or 30 feet and slammed into the concrete tile in the house I was living in at the time because they had remodeled it before I got the house and they built the stairs all wrong and my boot heel got caught on the back of one of the stairs sending me flying. First I bounced off the wall then I slammed into the concrete tile. I'm not a weak man so I thought I would just walk it off. I refused to go to the hospital too. I ended up walking around the rest of that day and most of the next day until I couldn't take the pain anymore and my wife took me to the ER and they immediately put me in a wheelchair and rushed me back to get X rays. The technician told me that they aren't supposed to show you your x rays right away but he wanted to show me because he had no idea how the break happened the way it did. My left arm had snapped up by my shoulder and the bone from my arm and the bone from my shoulder had lodged into each other. When I finally got to see the doctor he asked me when it happened and he asked how I was able to walk around for almost 2 days like that and I told him I hate hospitals. The doctor told me that I had 2 choices. Live the rest of my life with my arm the way it is or have surgery and risk losing use of the arm completely so I decided to not have the surgery. It's been a few years and my arm is still kind of jacked up but it's better than being crippled. Every time the weather changes my arm locks up on me and when it pops it basically rebreaks and hurts like crazy.
Thanks Brad and Whammy for your stories...
This thread confirms that us guys are hard-headed and stubborn huh?
Wow girl! What an amazing story!!! Thankyou so much for sharing your traumatic experience, gives us all some perspective that lightning don't play.
The good news is, you can now breathe out of your left nostril...that's outstanding!
Gods way of giving you a gift for surviving a close call.... Hope your wacky symptoms go away, and you lern how to spell again. (get it?)
Or STUPID...! And/or thought we knew what "pain" was from the "glory days" instead of injury from into our later years. It used to be pain came first and injury later because we were "learning". Like when running a sub 4:49 mile split into your 2 mile run as a sophomore in H.S. That HURT... but I wasn't injured at all... all heart then.
But later when we're older pain now comes first which is a warning... INJURY IS ONCOMING BUDDY!!!! Those H.S. days are LONG GONE! No more 4:30+ mile times or 9: 40+ 2 mile times ANY MORE!!! If it even sounds like it might hurt ... IT DOES!!! Glory days are now gone.... Let's move on.... Brad
This thread will be open, waiting for you...whenever you need it, it will be here....waiting.
Gee thanks...but no. The 276 pound Viking....will NOT be climbing fences...(knock 'em down maybe..) No more street bikes (unless I buy a Harley, which I would soup up a bit....so wife says no)
You thought she said "so"! When you heard her! It wasn't "no"... "I'm buying a bike" "NOOOOOO" later........." I thought you said SOOOOO"
Please post injury's from wife!!
Glory days are NOT gone Bradley......I have almost finished recording an album....'course I'm too old to tour.....Wait..
OK. A few years ago I was outside my place, scaring coons out of my front yard. Door was locked....wife was asleep....
Ah-Ha!! Back door is open I think. (doggie door so I can lay down and reach the knob, and deadbolt)
Problem is the gate was padlocked from the inside, something I did at night. Gate built by me, 6 foot? welded wire. I climb it and slide off the top to the inside of the yard.....If you look closely at welded wire, it has nasty little sharp nubs! My calf's and inside of my legs looked like a big cat scratched me!! I was drunk also...
Pictures? No....If BWD would have started this thread years ago...well I would have gladly documented my stupidity...
I did SOMETHING so damn stupid last week (7-10 days go) I cannot get my head wrapped around it. When I say STUPID... I mean F***ING STUPID!!!!! I'm trying to get enough guts to rat myself out.... but I'm so ashamed of myself. "Honest" mistake but no excuse for STUPIDLY.
Maybe some Fri. night in the drinking mode... MAYBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I did SOMETHING so damn stupid last week (7-10 days go) I cannot get my head wrapped around it. When I say STUPID... I mean F***ING STUPID!!!!! I'm trying to get enough guts to rat myself out.... but I'm so ashamed of myself. "Honest" mistake but no excuse for STUPIDLY.
Maybe some Fri. night in the drinking mode... MAYBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A moose once bit my sister. (Monty Python) I always laugh at that one when I watch Quest for the Holy Grail.
I've got more boo boos the any one person should have. Did I mention the chain saw to the shin? Or how bout the time I swung a splitting maul, it skipped off the log, and nailed me right in the foot. Worse part was getting the boot off. It was a steel toe, and the maul smashed it into the foot.
Or getting kicked through a sheep fence, and post by a horse.
Then there was the time I fell off the top of the hay stack, managed to miss the floor, went right through the hole to drop hay down into the cattle pens, and landed in one of the pens.
Got to shoot my dad's .308 when I was 6. Word of advice, do not put your eye up against the scope and pull the trigger. Man did I have a shiner with that one.
Nearly forgot about the pedal car one. We have a long 45% hill from my farm that leads to the town. One day I got this idea to see how fast I could go down that hill. Let's just say, once the car reached ballistic speed the pedals became nothing you wanted your feet anywhere near. Also as it neared the sound barrier it started to weave back and forth. Finally going into the ditch beside the road. There it and I departed ways. After multiple impacts, last one being the evil car plowing into me, I had to drag the darn thing back home and explain to my mom what happened, and why I looked like I had gone through a trash compactor.
Oh the joys of growing up on a farm. Wouldn't trade it for anything.
I think the best one though was the nipple incident. Working on our club's travel trailer. Walked into the trailer at night, forgot about the bungee cord stretched between a set of cabinets. The fall wasn't so bad, it was my left nipple catching the edge of the pressed wood kitchen booth. That edge caught and didn't let go as I continued my downward spiral. I swear that nipple stretched out a foot before I hit the floor. The pain was bad, but worse was my wife and buddies rolling around on the ground laughing so hard, after I told them what happened.