Worst/most disgusting injury

Grundislav · Mon 27/03/2006 06:09:25

Quote from: Kinoko on Mon 27/03/2006 06:05:08
While this is entertaining on a certain level and all, this thread has now had 16+ replies and only one person has sortof answered my question.

What I'd like to know is...what on Earth made you ask the question in the first place?! Why the disgusting morbid curiosity to know who in the AGS commmunity has gotten their balls chewed off by a shark?

Kinoko · Mon 27/03/2006 06:18:46

*snuggle* for GeoffKahn too, then. Sounds like a terrible ordeal you went through with the bleeding fingers -_- (kinda cool though)

Grundislav: You answered the question yourself. Morbid curiosity. Plus someone I know recently lost a toenail. See, one man's pain is another woman's entertainment. I'm at work all day with no work to do. There's only so much study I can do in that time before I need threads like this to entertain me.

Helm · Mon 27/03/2006 06:21:27

I WILL KILL YOU

HillBilly · Mon 27/03/2006 06:51:22

http://www.rotten.com

JOIN YOUR OWN KIND.

Kinoko · Mon 27/03/2006 07:08:44

*sigh*

So let me get this straight. You guys are seriously comparing a picture of a gross toe with pictures of hideous corpses and the like?

If you don't like my thread, go start your own about rainbows and teddy bears.

Helm - grow up.

Las Naranjas · Mon 27/03/2006 07:16:04

Rainbows

Helm · Mon 27/03/2006 07:18:53

Bears

Scummbuddy · Mon 27/03/2006 07:38:41

c.leksutin once posted about his horrible on-the-job accidents with of course, a cover-up story to tell us. Such as the time he severely burned himself, or was it a knife accident? I don't recall.

I also remember someone posting here about a brown-spider bite, which toxins caused his skin to erode away, much like a zombie, only real. The pictures provided scarred me for life and I know see 1 inch brown spiders a completly different way.

biothlebop · Mon 27/03/2006 07:41:47

spot the likeness

Kweepa · Mon 27/03/2006 07:49:28

I was pushing a cork into an empty bottle one Christmas when I succeeded. My thumb went into the neck of the bottle, but my thumbnail stayed on the outside. It was surprisingly not very bloody or painful. My cousin took perverse pleasure in filming the whole thing.
No broken bones here either.

Babar · Mon 27/03/2006 08:06:21

I was "playing" with my rifle just yesterday, when it slipped while I fired. The recoil caused the scope to bash into my nose. No blood, or broken bits, but I have to go around with a very red nose now.

* Babar thinks of some disgusting injury...

I have this problem of biting my nails. I went overboard a few times, and the pus started. Then it just kept on going....

* Babar really doesn't want to continue

Most of my very normal injuries just turned disgusting if they got pus.

TheYak · Mon 27/03/2006 08:59:46

The thread's inane, but I tend to have only . . . um . . . odd injuries, so why not? Brown Recluse bite - hole carved out of my leg, fork through my finger, umbrella shaft lodged around my thumb-bone, chunk chipped off heel-bone, small bit of ear-tip snipped off, glass in foot leading to infection leading to yet another cylindrical hole cut in me followed by severe liquid nitrogen burning, and a small bit on metal lodging in my eye that was removed via a tiny Dremel tool.

Vince Twelve · Mon 27/03/2006 09:07:01

So this one time, I had my uvula cut off. But on purpose. Like by a surgeon with a laser. I was awake, sitting up, and breating in and out the smoke from my own burning flesh. I nearly wretched. But that's not the bad part.

The charred wound hurt like crazy everytime I swallowed. It was agony. So I was tossing back the pain meds like crazy. It turned out that these pain meds were seriously thinning my blood. About a week after the operation, my blood was thinned to the point that it wouldn't clot and started seeping through the wound. I was representing my college at the time running a technology building at the state fair about an hour away from the city where I lived. I started tasting blood. I went to the bathroom and started spitting it out. This had happenned the day after the operation and I assumed that, like then, it would stop soon. It didn't.

I called the guy who was organizing the tech building and told him that I needed to go see my doctor and I took off. I thought it was just a small trickle of blood, I'd be fine to drive an hour to see the doctor that performed the surgery.

So I drove for an hour swallowing the increasingly hastening flow of blood. The blood started clotting now, but not at the source... it started forming clots in my throat. It became more and more difficult to swallow and eventually to breath. But I stuck with the driving because I'm mildly retarded.

Finally, I arrived at my parents house (closer than the hospital) and gurgled to them that I needed to go to the doctor who had performed the operation... they decided that the emergency room would be a better idea. Before we left, I went to the bathroom and, by viciously clearing my throat, dislodged a huge bloody mass which again, nearly made me vomit as I spit it out.

We grabbed a large plastic cup of water on the way out the door to help rinse my throat, but I found that it was more useful as a spitoon and poured the water out the window. By the time we reached the emergency room, the cup was pretty much full of blood.

I was rushed into a curtained off "room" and waited an hour for a doctor to see me while spitting out more blood and answering the useless questions of the nurses. "Do you have a history of this kind of bleeding?" "How much blood would you estimate you've swallowed?" Like I've been measuring. They hook me up to an IV to replace the lost blood, which technically isn't lost. It's still inside me.

Finally a doctor comes in and says, "My, my. We're going to have to cauterize that thing!" Thanks, pal. Before he goes at it, I hawk up another blood-loogie. The doctor uses long q-tips which he's dipped in silver-nitrate, a nasty substance that'll burn your skin on contact. He gets some on my lip on the way in, it hurts like hell and leaves a black spot for a few weeks until the skin fell off. Then he starts rubbing the silver-nitrate on the back of my throat which is like a carnival of painful. After five or six q-tips, the doctor says, "Hmmm... It doesn't seem to be working..." He then decides that they're going to have to laser it closed.

But he's not certified to use the laser death ray. They call in the doctor who originally removed my uvula (which, if you'll remember, I had suggested to my parents hours ago). At this time it's well past midnight, and she's certainly not happy to be awoken. An hour and a few bloody wretches later, she shows up. She takes a look at it and scolds the doctor for trying to use silver-nitrate on such a wide wound. They bring in the laser and it's flesh smoking time again.

I should point out that during this whole thing, I'm in an extrordinary amount of pain and I'm constantly holding back vomiting up blood all over the lady who's weilding a laser pointed directly at my brain. When she's finished, the blood has finally stopped flowing.

By this time I've had so much pain, I just want it all to end. The doctor brings in some morphine. I want to say 'Thank god. Where the hell have you been?' but I can only get up the power to say "MMmmmgh..." He says that this is going to relieve the pain and I can choose to take it in the IV, which will take a while to kick in, or I can take it in the ass. It's a pretty big needle, and like I've said, I've had a lot of pain. I couldn't stand the thought of anything else. I was saying, "IV. IV. IV." I just didn't want to be stuck with anything else. It sounds like a dumb choice now, but at the time, I simply couldn't take it. Luckily the doctor had sense, and forced me to roll over. He jabbed the needle into my buttocks and I can't remember the rest of the night.

I woke up the next day in my bed, with a prescription for some really awesome drugs.

Nine Toes · Mon 27/03/2006 09:19:43

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/bodyart/toe.png

One time I stuck my foot under the lawnmower, and BLAP! It was like the toe of my tennis shoe suddenly exploded.

12 stitches.

Kinoko · Mon 27/03/2006 09:32:18

Vince - you win. Holy hell, that sounds awful!

What's an uvula?

Mr Hyde: Good on you for having the sense to photograph it ^_^ When you say you stuck your foot under the lawnmower, do you mean on purpose?

Nine Toes · Mon 27/03/2006 09:40:00

Well, no, not on purpose. I was showing off for a girl I liked, and shit just happened.

Kinoko · Mon 27/03/2006 09:52:47

Did you end up winning her heart?

Vince Twelve · Mon 27/03/2006 10:18:15

Quote from: Kinoko on Mon 27/03/2006 09:32:18
What's an uvula?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uvula

Nikolas · Mon 27/03/2006 10:24:13

Vince this is so UNcool! Okay impressive but shit! SHIT! ^$"$^%Â£&*&$! I would surely have killed the stupid doctors! All of them! And I owuld've done so like the movie 28 days later, by spitting blood on them and turning them into mindless zombies! F**K!

Hem Mr. Hyde, did you win her heart?

Kinoko · Mon 27/03/2006 10:25:08

Oooh, that thing. Why were you having it removed? Snoring problem?