Daft injuries

[rudebhoy]

Going to bed last night, attached the mobile to the charger which is on my bedside table. Somehow I managed to miss the table and the phone landed on top of my bare foot.

Never gave it much thought at the time, woke up this morning, and the foot is throbbing like mad. Got a knockout match tonight as well, ho hum ...

 

[Orikoru]

One time in my early 20s I'd had a few pints after work, and was travelling back to meet my mates for further pints. Fell asleep on the train and missed my stop. When I woke up and realised this, I saw the train I needed coming in on the other side so I had to run up the stairs and down the other side to get there. Just as I got off the stair case and turned to jump on the train I turned my ankle over. Still went to the pub but I couldn't walk very well - left early as the pain was getting worse (even the several pint weren't numbing the pain much). The next morning I woke up in agony and couldn't move it. Went to hospital and found it was a proper sprain - was close to breaking it but not quite. Couldn't play football for 7 weeks.

 

[Hobbit]

A good number of years ago whilst going down a steep hill, approx 200yds, on a bike whilst carrying a large bottle of pop. As I got close to the bottom of the hill I pulled on the brake handle. The brake cable snapped and wrapped itself around the front wheel. Front wheel stopped pretty much stopped instantly and I was launched into the air.

First thought, get rid of the bottle.
Second thought, tuck the head in and land on my shoulder blade doing a forward roll.

All went well….

I put my hand down to lever myself up… onto the bottom of the glass bottle. I have a lovely, curly scar from the centre of my wrist to the centre of my palm.

As for my other accident…

 

[Billysboots]

I joined a group of mates about 40 years ago watching the Superbowl and, on leaving the host’s house, I stumbled and put my hand on the bonnet of his Ford Escort to steady myself.

Unbeknown to me, his car aerial was broken, and my hand landed palm down right on what remained of it, the aerial skewering a chunk out of my palm.

I went to the local A & E and was examined and stitched up. Whilst she was stitching my hand the nurse asked how the injury occurred and I told her.

Without so much as cracking a smile, she looked me dead in the eye and said “Sir, that really is the worst case of van aerial disease I have ever seen.”

Quality.

 

[Orikoru]

Another one... Permanent smiley face scar on my left middle fingertip that I sustained nearly two years ago - trying to open a can of beansprouts.

 

[Imurg]

There isn't enough server space for Fragger to join this thread.....

 

[HomerJSimpson]

There isn't enough server space for Fragger to join this thread.....

Ain't that the truth

 

[4LEX]

In a pub altercation, I chased someone and he slammed a glass door on me and my reaction was to lift my right foot to stop it, only for the glass to shatter and cut my ankle very badly (over 30 stiches).

 

[Duckster]

Managed to sneeze whilst going down a steep gravel hill on my mountain bike. Lost control and went over handle bar and broke my arm crashing into a concrete block.

 

[ColchesterFC]

Went into my older son's room to open his curtains (in the early evening) and collect his washing. On the way out with an armful of clothes, I wasn't looking where I was going. Kicked the foot of his gaming chair and swore lots but didn't think much of it. Woke up the next morning in agony and unable to put any weight on my foot. Looked down to see three of my toes were twice the normal size and had turned purple. Trip to A&E showed three broken toes and two broken bones in my foot.

On another occasion I'd been in my local pub the evening before. Woke up with my left arm across my chest and unable to move it. Cycled back to the pub, one handed, and asked if I'd been in a fight the night before. Got a negative response so cycled home. Then drove 40 miles to my mum's house to speak to my stepdad who's a retired GP who thought I'd broken my collar bone. Drove50 miles back home via my local A&E, but as they had an estimated 3 hour wait to be seen decided to go to the pub instead. Saw my doctor the next morning and was referred to A&E where they discovered I'd broken my collar bone and cracked my scapula. Wasn't until three days later that I worked out that I'd fallen down the stairs when pissed, when I found the broken plug in air freshener at the bottom of the stairs and the disturbed ornaments on the windowsill.

Just as well I wasn't sober or I could've seriously hurt myself.

 

[RichA]

I've had a few with a common theme.
2004: Had a fight with a nutter - fractured a rib
2006: Training incident at work - fractured a different rib
2008: Went out front of the house, back door was open causing front door to slam shut, climbed over back fence and slipped so all my weight was concentrated on my chest on the top of the fence - fractured a different rib
2010 - Using bolt-croppers to break open a heavy duty padlock, to get extra force took one handle in both hands and rested the other on my sternum so I could pull it towards myself - fractured another rib - might have been a repeat as I'd lost track by this stage.
No I don't have weak ribs - I just have a history of being slightly reckless with my physical safety. I'm getting better though - currently just over 4 years without a broken bone of any description.

 

[Voyager EMH]

My bald pate is covered in tiny scars.
In my late 30s and early 40s I had two bouts of severe sciatica.
Ever since then I fail to duck sufficiently to go under things. I feel I have ducked enough, but I am sharply reminded of my misjudgement.
Going in or out of the garden shed, same with car, etc.
A few years ago, visiting a stately home type place, there was even black and yellow tape across the jamb of a passageway. Laid myself out and had to be attended to.
Not much blood and I recovered enough to carry on and drive home later.
To everyone else these are clearly comedy moments. I don't usually join in with the laughter.

 

[KenL]

In a pub altercation, I chased someone and he slammed a glass door on me and my reaction was to lift my right foot to stop it, only for the glass to shatter and cut my ankle very badly (over 30 stiches).

I guess you lost?

 

[rudebhoy]

About 10 years ago I was working in Leeds. We had a night out and too many beers were consumed. Got back to my hotel room, must have tripped over something. Woke up in the morning to find my glasses were smashed to smithereens. I was blind as a bat without them. Somehow I managed to find my way to the station and got on a train back to Newcastle then to my opticians who fortunately were able to knock up a new pair. Took a bit of explaining when I got home!

 

[4LEX]

I guess you lost?

On that day yes! It was 20 odd years ago and the days before safety glass. In my defence I was defending a girl from college and my reputation went through the roof after, so I did OK out of it

 

[4LEX]

Another one... Permanent smiley face scar on my left middle fingertip that I sustained nearly two years ago - trying to open a can of beansprouts.

I thought that was something else for a second there and an unfortnate upload

 

[HomerJSimpson]

I was standing behind my manager in work looking at some data on a screen and he wheeled his char back still sitting on it and went over my big toe and broke it