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What's the most disgusting injury you've ever had? Or the worst? But I'm more interested in the most disgusting one.

I've had almost nothing my whole life. No broken bones, no measles or chicken pox. Never had any parts of my ripped off or maimed beyond use. Bo-ring.

I did have ring worm once which was quite disgusting, but not as disgusting as it sounds, really.

Anyone ever pulled their toenail off? That looks pretty gross: http://www.alexwrege.com/wp-content/no_toenail.jpg

DON'T CARE GO AWAY.

So you've had some problem with your anus there, Grundislav. Is that what you're trying to say?

DON'T CARE GO AWAY.

Quote from: Kinoko on Mon 27/03/2006 05:37:05
So you've had some problem with your anus there, Grundislav. Is that what you're trying to say?

Yes. It is bleeding. Along with my eyes after reading this thread.

I CARE, PLEASE STAY

Honestly

Really

Carry on

Thanks AGA.

Just for you.

*snuggle*

What, you guys didn't -have- to look at the picture of the toenail-less toe. You know that, right?

Mr. No-nail Toe is actually a happy, friendly fellow! :D
http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5601/img00123dv.th.jpg

Some of us find links equal to sweet sweet candy and can't resist clicking on them.  You should take us less fortunate into consideration when posting things like that, you heartless person!

INANITY CRUSHED MY SOUL

Should I be typing in caps? I don't think I got that memo.

You should be typing less.

GO BACK TO SHUTTING UP AND MAKING GAMES, WOMAN.

PS, I too dig chicks

omg, no I don't

(http://sylpher.com/novomestro/stuff/silence.jpg)

I had ringworm once. It was on my neck and everyone thought it was a hickie. That was, until it took over my entire shoulder, with a diameter of about 5 inches.

Haha, I though you both meant tapeworm until now.

I was kicked in my balls once, which swelled up and got blue. It wasn't even funny like in the movies an hurt like hell.

Quote from: Evil on Mon 27/03/2006 05:55:25
I had ringworm once. It was on my neck and everyone thought it was a hickie. That was, until it took over my entire shoulder, with a diameter of about 5 inches.

I had it all over my arms. I think I had to take some pills or something. Can't remember, it was when I was a kid.

Tapeworm? My god no @_@ THAT would drive me nuts.

(http://sylpher.com/novomestro/stuff/blindbash.jpg)

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.

Quote from: Kinoko on Mon 27/03/2006 05:44:22
Thanks AGA.

Just for you.

*snuggle*

Hey, why does AGA get all the snuggles?

It's not an injury, but it was pretty disgusting, when I was recording guitar and got blood all over my pickguard and my fingers were bleeding and stuff. I didn't even realize it until later, I guess I 'got into it' too much. :P

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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?

*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.

I WILL KILL YOU

http://www.rotten.com

JOIN YOUR OWN KIND.

*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.

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Rainbows

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Bears

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.

(http://koti.mbnet.fi/el_tonic/new/doppleganger.gif)
spot the likeness

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.

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.

/me  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....

/me  really doesn't want to continue

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

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. 

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.

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.

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?

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

Did you end up winning her heart?

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

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

Vince this is so UNcool! Okay impressive but shit! SHIT! ^$"$^%£&*&$! 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?

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

Well, it did help my snoring problem, but I really had it removed because my uvula was abnormally large (like some other appendages of mine...) (god that was bad...) (apologies) and if I would sleep on my back, I would sometimes repeatedly swallow the thing, which would make it swell up to the size of my thumb and then I would wake up in the middle of the night unable to breath because a thumb sized ball of flesh was blocking my esophagus.  I would have to lean forward just to breath all the way to the emergency room where they would drain it of fluid and give me a shot so that I could breath again.  This happened three times before a doctor finally told me, "Y'know... you don't need that thing.  You can cut it off."  To which I replied, "Where do I sign up for that shit?!"

Now it entertains my students when I teach them the word "uvula" and then promptly bet them that I don't have one.

Big appendages, you say? (Damn, why didn't I go on that trip to Okinanawa! Curses)

My god though, that sounds terrible. I don't even remember I have one. The idea that my uvula might make itself known to me by almost choking me to death is freaky.

When I was thirteen, I rode home from school on my bike and actually managed to try to cross an intersection while a whole lot of cars where coming fast from the right. The guy is was riding with had been about 15 ft before me and just made it while the light was still green.
I was unable to see the cars cause there was a building site and a big container was standing right at the corner.
After hitting one of the cars, it was sky ground sky ground, then I landed on my side and head, heavily bruising my right hand. The ring finger was pretty open wide. The workers took me inside the container, where they wrapped a bandage around the finger, then the hand.
About an hour later is was at the emergency room, by then the bandage was sort of part of the wound. They made me put the hand in a bowl with some desinfective, it burned like hell. At least prying off the bandage wasn't as painful afterwards as I had feared.

Luckily I didn't break anything, apart from my bike. And the insurance paid for the damage on the car. I was unable to use the hand for a couple of weeks, though.

Another time I got home drunk and fell on a glass bottle ass first. Luckily the shards didn't cut an artery, but it had to be stitched. While I was lying on my stomach, getting my left butt cheek sewn together by a young doctor and a nurse, who were both very amused by my story, I actually fell asleep and started to snore loudly :)

No pics, unfortunately.

Quote from: KhrisMUC on Mon 27/03/2006 11:45:24
I was unable to see the cars cause there was a building site and a big container was standing right at the corner.

Or you were unable to see them becasue you should have stopped?

I remembered a retarded swing accident I had as a kid, I am the only one to my knowledge that managed to do this.
http://koti.mbnet.fi/el_tonic/new/wonderful%20childhood.gif

What a cool diagram!

As a kid, I managed to fall of my bike, and it continued it's way and tipped over after twenty meters. I don't know how I did it. I had a concussion afterwards. And that was my most disgusting injury, not because it was so disgusting, but because I didn't have any other. No bones broken, I didn't even have a bleeding nose in my whole lifetime. Guess I sometimes should go outside jump of a garage or something ;D

cheers
nihilyst

Most instantly painfully was jumping off a stage into a crowd of 40 year old metal moshers.  :=


But umm, when i trapped my little finger in one of those metal fold up chairs it chopped about 3/4 of my finger off and instantly i felt no pain. My body didn't register my finger as i whacked my shin on the chair at the same time. It was when i  noticed half my finger left in the hinge that i felt a bit sick  :-X

Wow, Kinoko, you manage it over and over again to make a thread, wich grows up to 3 pages within a day!
Respect!
I didn't feel like reading everything, so I'll just give you my answer:
I am very boring, too, the worst thing I ever had were some rashs.
I wasn't ever injured, either.
The only opportunity for wich I was in a hospital, was for my own birth.
But then again, that must have been really disgusting.
Especially when they finally saw me.
However, with some luck I might have an injury I can proudly show you a picture of, someday.

As for rotten.com:
I've been there once a saw one of the pictures.
Now, I see it everytime I close my eyes. Brrr!

It is possible to be boring and just attract a lot of injuries. I haven't tried to imitate Jackass (WWF though), but have still been in all kinds of retarded accidents (that I didn't see as my fault) all my life, often when bicycling (people suddenly opening car doors into the sidewalk or wooden bridges that have frozen overnight and people walking in front of me who cannot decide on which side to stay).
There are lots of other stuff, like when I was a kid, in the same elevator as me were two other people, one pressed the down button and the other was soon hanging by his scarf in the elevator ceiling. We were just staring for some reason and if it hadn't let go, he would have been choked to death.
Chicky:
I had the same absence of pain once when we were moving apartments and a fish-gutting knife was sticking out of a box I was supposed to carry.
When I picked it up, I ended up cutting myself a 8 cm scar about 1 cm depth into my left leg and didn't notice it except for the fact that my pant leg was wet. When I checked it and saw that I had cut myself, it began to hurt.  It's not even a cool looking scar anymore, more like some skin disease.

No broken bones or diseases, but I had a "funny" injury once...

I was about 10 years old. I was in my room trying to reach the top shelf of my closet by standing on an office chair. I grabbed what I was after and turned around... And since this was a swivel chair it someshow accellerated my turning and flinged me out into the room at an amazing speed; nose first on a nylon carpet!
The result was second degree burns on my nose and hands and all the other kids singing Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer everytime I showed my head outside for the next three months.

And also I have technically broken a toe when I kicked EXACTLY at the opposite side of a ball as a guy who kicked a LOT harder than me. But when I went to the doctors office they had the bright idea of using the next door dentist's x-ray machine to examine my toe. They said the bone was only cracked not broken, but the toe is stiff to this day.

Oh, and I guess an infection inside the gums just above my front teeth was pretty bad. Due to an old injury I have a porcelain front tooth. The original tooth was cut down to the root and root canaled, but the root canal started leaking causing an infection. The pain was incredible and I ate all the pain relieving medication I came across. Come operation day I learned that infected tissue prevents the spread of the anasthetic, so the procedure would go as follows:

10 DOCTOR DRILLS
20 DRILL HITS UNSEDATED TISSUE
30 I SCREAM MY ASS OFF AS IT FEELS LIKE TWO ICE COLD NEEDLES GOING STRAIGHT THROUGH MY HEAD
40 DOCTOR ADMINISTERS ANOTHER NEEDLE
50 GOTO 10

...so that was fun.

Had to add mine for public benefit. This will be a fun thing, since quite a lot has happened to me, but I never really hurt myself

I'll start in my childhood when I used to have this little car you could sit on and move it with you feet and use the wheel to turn. Now there might be a reason I don't remember this, but my mom says that it was more than ten times that I went down the 30 steps downstairs with it and ended up crying bad. Some people never learn. Though there's no-no-no-nothing tha-tha-that it did to my bo-body... I suppose....

So then I learned to ride a bicycle. And there was this high hill outside and we used to have fun going down it as fast as we could. That would be me, 5 years old and some boys 4 years older. I remember well that after the downhill there was a road, and after that a well deck which in this case made a perfect jumper for me when my steering failed. Suddenly I couldn't turn the bike and jumped high and landed on my back in the ditch.

Later I was at school, we were doing this bird feeding thingie which required a half sawed plastic pipe. As kids, we shared one with my friend, him sawing the pipe with a huge saw and me holding it with both hands. The saw was so big, he couldn't handle it and almost sawed my thumb off. It bled alot. Yet I was not given stiches just some bandage or so, and had to wear a leatherglove in the junior javelin throw contest the next day... In which I scored silver btw.

Then on 8th grade I had this marvellous idea of going to school with bicycle every day of the year, 7 km x 2. Anyway, this morning it was snowing like hell and it was dark. hAving ridden 30 minutes I was very late and couldn't get any faster. I actually carried my bike for 1 km. At some point there was this long downhill (again), and I started down it as fast as possible, forgetting there was a roadblock for cars down it. All I remember is seeing the block, then falling on my back having flipped over and the bike falling 3 metres away from me. But it didn't hurt. I actually flew whole 5 metres, the tracks were awesome. I guess the snow softened my fall.

Oh, and I broke my brother's little finger for good once and he once took a lot of speed with a swing and accidentaly jumped backwards landing on his back. Which reminds me, I did that once, only, I jumped straight up and landed on straight feet. I couldn't walk for a long time.

Oh, and to make this even more longer, there was this time when I fell in the stairs at school. My friends laughed and the girls were worried. I walked home and it's been swallen for 2 years now :D

QuoteWhat's the most disgusting injury you've ever had?

In order of blood and pain:

4 - Quad bike, 5 years old, didn't even know why I was there and on it, but I got stuck, tried to reverse and the wheel span and sheared the skin off the front of my leg.

3 - Running along pushing a skateboard, stood on dangling string attatched to back which stopped skateboard instantly, sending me flying forward and scraped my face on the tarmac.

2 - Bored, decided to pull down a barn, roof collapsed & sharp tile spliced arm. Beam narrowly missed killing my friend. LOL.

1- Exploring, jumped off roof, attempted to make path but landed on bush, didn't realise spiked metal fence was inside it & got punctured in three places up my body, blood spewed out of my leg and I walked 3 miles home, wasn't fun & wasn't nice when I was told I'd just missed an artery & could've exploded and died. :P

FYI I've also had 5 operations on a bone in my arm, which grew disfunctionally (I didn't break it), and I've even had an operation on some more private areas!!!11! Yes, that was penis enlargement. No, it wasn't really. It was to help things drop. Euch. I hated showing my ballsack to a doctor.

I am most fortunate.

Everything is intact. (Except my appendix)

I suppose I could mention me falling off my bike a long time ago and my head scraped along the pavement and cracked my head open. No wait- i had my helmet on and sustained no head injuries, kids!

All my elbows and knees were cut up a bit, and my coat was ruined! Oh and my middle knuckle had been cut and you could see the bone. Infact my finger was funny and I had to push it back in. To this day my knuckle is scarred and raised higher than the other hand. (Which stopped a drip in my hand from working when I was at hospital having my appendix out)

Rotten.com. When I was shown that site around the year 2000 I when home and got into shock about it. It was this moterbike rider, whose face had come off, leaving some eyes and a mouth and lots of twisted flesh. He was not in any pain. (Drugs I imagine) That in itself was what freaked me out. How he didn't seem to care! Some reckon it was photoshopped, but who knows...

When I was much younger I used to ride around on this little Honda 50.  One day, I lost control and flew off of it on gravel.  I was wearing shorts, so my legs were exposed.  The skin on my left knee was all torn up and looked like it had some sort of encounter with a meat grinder. It left a neat scar.
To make that situation worse, the motor bike landed WITH me, so the hot engine came down on my leg and left a massive burn.

Also, when I was even younger, like a toddler, I got my big toenail ripped back by a catching it on a door and I had to be taken to the hospital for the doctor to pull it all the way off.  I don't remember that too clearly, fortunately.

This is still Worst/most disgusting thread. Or atleast, Kinoko's photo was. *Yegh!*

That's the intention...

I never had something even remotelly disgusting.

Here finishes my contribution.

I have weak bones but thankfully never got myself in a real accident... I did fall from my bike a few times but not seriously, except that one time where I hurt my knee and left me a scar for a few years.

The weirdest injury I've ever had was when I was four and I... kicked a cactus. Really, I was four and I thought my shoe would protect me, and it didn't. The spike got right between my toe and finger (damn my luck) and the doctors had to rip off my nail to remove the spike and for a while I was walking with slippers and putting medicine on my nail-less toe until it grew back again.

A horse once stepped on my head. But I turned out okayBLAAAAAARGH

Since this thread is going toward weird injuries, I thoight I'd share three of mine:
1. Once my one ear began to hurt really bad. I tried washing it and using a cue tip, but had to go to the doctor since it wouldn't stop. Turned out I had a hair from our labrador stuck in my eardrum.

2. I woke up one morning with my neck stuck so I had to lean my head to the left the entire day. Some muscle had totally cramped and if I tried to change the position of my head, immense headaches and pain would come over me.

3. I woke up once in the middle of the night and was paralysed. I couldn't move at all. At first I really thought I was dead and was thinking to myself (oh god no oh god etc) but then I regained slowly control of my body. Seems it's called sleep paralysis in English.

Me not much, unless you count this story. :P

Late one evening,
As a young lad of three
I was bouncing on a bed,
I wasn't supposed to be
It ‘twas near window,
In the window was a nail
‘Twas supposed to stop burglars,
Without ever a fail
With a jump and a bounce
I impaled my head
There was so much blood
I thought I was dead.
It took 21 stitches
Both inside and out
To seal up the wound
Of this silly young lout

THE END

oh, and I once was in a dirt-clod fight, turned out one of the clods had a stone inside, took 3 stitches.

Quote from: Kinoko on Mon 27/03/2006 09:52:47
Did you end up winning her heart?

Quote from: Nikolas on Mon 27/03/2006 10:24:13
Hem Mr. Hyde, did you win her heart?

She and I ended up having a little bit of a summer fling.  ;)

I mostly cause injuries to other people.

Although, I can remember breaking my arm when I was about 10. I had gone back to "Put out the campfire so the Nazis can't follow us!", and fell over my feet. I put my arm out as I fell...

SNAP .

I went bawling all the way home and tried to articulate to my parents what had happened...

"Aiieee...muuuugh...brughhhhhuug...muuuuuuuarrrrmmmm!"

I remember The Smurfs being on the TV at that very moment...

EDIT: Oh, and my left lung collapsed a few years back. The surgeon had to re-inflate it by sticking a needle through the top of my chest, up into my lung, and pumping some air in. I still have a tiny red dot on my chest from the needle. :)

Ah and i thought its a comic thread ;)

Well one time I

A) Climbed onto a stove to reach the spice rack lol.... The stove plates were on.
B) By complete and utter lack of sleep stuck my head into a ceiling fan on full speed (metal blades) LoL
C) Cut my thumb into half with a scouple

(B and C) same holiday trip.

D) Had my appendix removed (perfirated appendix) Scar is about 7 centimetres.. (emergency op almost died)
E) Burned my stomach on a metal kitchen sink when bending over to pick up the popcorn pot about 15 minutes later to wash it...
F) Stood up when picking up cricket ball under window and the window was opened so the metal corner lodged into my back about 2 centimeteres.
G) Got shot with a metal pellete, out of a daisy rifle. Luckily on the hip bone else apparently would of penetrated.
H) Jumped off of a two story bungalo on holiday.. hehe didnt break anything yet... either. Scrapes and scratches because of dirt patch with rocks.


Well this is more of a list of most injuries i can remember. The grosest one would be the appendix, reasons green luminous vomit! for about a month! Not to mention anything else... :) the not being able to walk up straight cause they cut into my stomach muscle. The fact of not having any luiqid before or after the surgery for some god forsaken reason! Water I need Water... And then being bed ridden for a total of about two months... and the drain with the oozing yellow stuff... then they forgot to remove the drain until the last day of me being hhospitilized... that sucked cause the nurse just pulles it out (ouch that hurt!) As it ripped some tissue on its way out! Lastly the stiches that didnt disolve and me removing it about 5 months later after pain expereinced and cutting myself open to find it. Puled about 6 centimetres of stiching with knots out of my stomach!

All of that and I dont care because i was almost dead.

Well enough reminancing on the good ol times!

Anybody, who thinks childhood is a time of innocence, should read this thread. I hope Kinoko is happy with all the sickening responses he has gotten. For me the worst (or bestÃ,  ;D) was the "laser uvula" post. :P

QuoteB) By complete and utter lack of sleep stuck my head into a ceiling fan on full speed (metal blades) LoL

How did you manage to do THAT?  :o

Man, when I read this thread, I feel like I've never been touched by anything more dangerous than a styrofoam ball.

cheers
nihilyst

Easy bunk bed fairly small room (staying over in botswana for holidays at family) I made my brothers bed top bunk still very young and when stood up to shake out blanket WHAM!

LoL

Still have the scar. on temple.

Quote from: lo_res_man on Mon 27/03/2006 22:45:39
Anybody, who thinks childhood is a time of innocence, should read this thread. I hope Kinoko is happy with all the sickening responses he has gotten.

Of course! This thread was very successful. The point was to generate discussion and most people have stories like this they like to tell. I like to tell people about the few times I've gone to hospital and things like that. I don't consider the majority of these things "sickening" responses though. They're just interesting stories. "Oh my god, you're whole finger came off, dude??", "Noooo, just the top half!"

For the record, that wasn't my toe... just in case anyone thought that.

As for rotton.com, I don't go anywhere near that place since going there about 5 or 6 years ago and seeing the worst picture I've ever seen. I'm over it now but there was a long period there where it really bothered me. I don't even want to mention what it was.

Mr Hyde: WOOHOO! :D I'm happy for ya!

During a follow up surgery after my kidney transplant, something went wrong.

The transplanted kidney was damaged, and it stopped functioning.  Instead of taking me off liquids (which my body could not process, due to no functioning kidneys) - I began to swell with massive edmea.  Before they could rectify the problem, the sutures that held my stomach closed (from the top of my belly button to just above the pubis) ripped open, and a section of my intestine fell out.  While I was concious.

It's weird to look at your own guts.

But, they managed to save me - and partially salvage the kidney.  It works, but not optimaly.  I'll have to have another transplant eventually.


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Blackthorne, man that sucks. Hope everything goes well with ya bud.

I can't top that, but i did fracture my wrist when i was a kid. I was trying to do a handstand and fell right on my wrist. Boy, did that hurt like a mother f-er. My parents didn't believe me and only took me to the doctors about a month later.

I at least got to wear one of those brown bandages around my wrist for awhile.

I was in a golf cart roll over accident, (no joke) and the skin on my leg was all ripped off. It was nasty.

Quote from: Blackthorne on Wed 29/03/2006 00:49:24
the sutures that held my stomach closed (from the top of my belly button to just above the pubis) ripped open, and a section of my intestine fell out.Ã,  While I was concious.

It's weird to look at your own guts.

Oh GOD!! D:

DUDE! Your INTESTINES fell out!

My most disgusting injury is from when I was at a sleep over for Brownies at the local church. I was coming out of the washroom with another girl, and we were in that weird little air lock thing they have in bathrooms. As the door to the bathroom was closing, she thought it would be funny to turn off the lights. So I was groping around in the dark, when I got my finger caught in the hinge side of the door.

All the meaty parts of my finger were squished right down to the boneThere was a huge groove running along the length of my finger.  I completely flipped out and don't really remember anything until my Mom told me to shut up. I'd apparently managed to get free from the door and went running down the hall screaming, thereby terrifying all the other girls. My Mom is the sweetest lady and had never told me to shut up in my life, so it shocked me enough to get me out of the fit.

Some fifteen years later, my finger is still a little lumpy.