discuss any serious accidents u ever had. its always fun to compare scars.
one rule:mental injuries dont count(that should cut down the OVER 9000!!! posts about the first time you saw goatse)
i had a really bad accident about a year and a half ago which nearly killed me if i wasnt so lucky.
basically, i was at home and i really needed to go to the toilet and what does my little brother do? he sneaks in before me leaving me pissed as hell.
after like 5 minutesi know hes just messing with me so i start banging on the glass part(we have like this bathroom door with a glass blurred windowy type thing) telling him to come out. i hit a bit to hard and accidentally smash the window. my little brother was fine, me however....
i let my hand drop because i knew id me in MAJOR trouble by my dad for doing that but as i leave my hand by my side i feel this warm stuff going over it. i lift it up and look at it...
my mother says i screamed like a little girl..i dont believe her
i saw that my wrist was open and covered in blood and you could also see some bits of white!
of course i put two and two toghether and realised that when i smashed the window, a glass shard must have caught me and sliced open my wrist. then i noticed something else too. I saw the white and seeing as i am really horrible at biology i immediatly assumed the worst. ITS MY BONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
thats when reality came crashing in and i (like my mother puts it) "screamed like a little girl".
then i thanked god for tv. why do you say that?
because if it wasnt for tv, i wouldnt have known to apply pressure on my wound (being the ignorant git that i am).
after i realised this i ran for my sisters room for 2 reasons
A)the linnen closet was in her room and it was a biiig wound
B)im just plain evil, i bled over her carpet out of pure spite(thats another story for another time)
i got a bathtowel and just put it over my cut and just pressed on it with my other hand while i was waiting for the ambulance.
i got to the hospital OK and they did an X-ray checking if there was any glass left in my wrist before fixing it but it turned out that while the cut was quite deep, it was only inches away from a main artery and if it went any deeper i would have been dead.
i also cut my main tendon (the white things i saw turned out to be tendons, not bones lol) and i couldnt move my wrist up or down but i could use my fingers fine. i was incapacitated for about 3 weeks and then i had my operation on my wrist to reattach my tendon and close up the cut(they couldnt that night since it would have been dangerous to do something with tired staff, and they were busy reattaching someone who cut off their own finger 0.o).
now a year on and my hands almost as good as new.
well, heres my story, now i wana hear yours
one rule:mental injuries dont count(that should cut down the OVER 9000!!! posts about the first time you saw goatse)
i had a really bad accident about a year and a half ago which nearly killed me if i wasnt so lucky.
basically, i was at home and i really needed to go to the toilet and what does my little brother do? he sneaks in before me leaving me pissed as hell.
after like 5 minutesi know hes just messing with me so i start banging on the glass part(we have like this bathroom door with a glass blurred windowy type thing) telling him to come out. i hit a bit to hard and accidentally smash the window. my little brother was fine, me however....
i let my hand drop because i knew id me in MAJOR trouble by my dad for doing that but as i leave my hand by my side i feel this warm stuff going over it. i lift it up and look at it...
my mother says i screamed like a little girl..i dont believe her
i saw that my wrist was open and covered in blood and you could also see some bits of white!
of course i put two and two toghether and realised that when i smashed the window, a glass shard must have caught me and sliced open my wrist. then i noticed something else too. I saw the white and seeing as i am really horrible at biology i immediatly assumed the worst. ITS MY BONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
thats when reality came crashing in and i (like my mother puts it) "screamed like a little girl".
then i thanked god for tv. why do you say that?
because if it wasnt for tv, i wouldnt have known to apply pressure on my wound (being the ignorant git that i am).
after i realised this i ran for my sisters room for 2 reasons
A)the linnen closet was in her room and it was a biiig wound
B)im just plain evil, i bled over her carpet out of pure spite(thats another story for another time)
i got a bathtowel and just put it over my cut and just pressed on it with my other hand while i was waiting for the ambulance.
i got to the hospital OK and they did an X-ray checking if there was any glass left in my wrist before fixing it but it turned out that while the cut was quite deep, it was only inches away from a main artery and if it went any deeper i would have been dead.
i also cut my main tendon (the white things i saw turned out to be tendons, not bones lol) and i couldnt move my wrist up or down but i could use my fingers fine. i was incapacitated for about 3 weeks and then i had my operation on my wrist to reattach my tendon and close up the cut(they couldnt that night since it would have been dangerous to do something with tired staff, and they were busy reattaching someone who cut off their own finger 0.o).
now a year on and my hands almost as good as new.
well, heres my story, now i wana hear yours