That's bloody awful, poor bloke- h had a lifetimes worth in a night! Hope he mends well too!
Done it again! Tell us your injury stories!
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That's bloody awful, poor bloke- h had a lifetimes worth in a night! Hope he mends well too!
bleeding fingers are always a bad thing
yup walking round deepdale with Jake mum and mums mate. I spot some resin. think ooh I'll have that. slipped with knife slashed tip of thumb and side of forefinger.
did a five mile walk with two tissues covering cuts and a trail of blood behind me. (done it Wednesday bought pocket cut kit Thursday)
Bummer mate! It's always when I,leave the first aid kit behind I cut myself, Sod's law!
two lessons learnt
1the boar knife is sharp and not ideal for removing resin.
2 tryin anything when with a toddler is daft
1the boar knife is sharp and not ideal for removing resin.
2 tryin anything when with a toddler is daft
Aye, definitely bad when you slip and cut yourself, one of my worst was removing bark from a dead birch a while back, I've stopped cutting myself and am breaking things instead- a step,in the wrong direction for me!
Oh and thanks to the way, proper way too, my finger is bandaged up I have to type one handed, and have not long finished eating one handed! Not as easy as you'd think!
Not just you mate I've broke my ankle n severed a tendon in my finger In the last twelve months.never had a serious injury in my life before then.
Bad crack mate!
I've just got back from the hospital, it seems they thinks it's an awkward and nasty break that runs the full length of the bone- so it has basically split in two. I go back for an operation under general anaesthetic tomorrow, which should be a laugh, the last time I went under general I came out hyper!
just an extra bit.
Brut aftershave plus not fully healed cuts is now my new definition of pain....
Brut aftershave plus not fully healed cuts is now my new definition of pain....
Ouch! I got white spirit in a gash a fe years ago, that was, errrrmmm, stingy!
I have numerous injuries over the years, which includes being stabbed a couple of times, nose, cheek, eye socket broken, I have spent a long time in uniform !.
However, I recently started my own gardening business, & while repairing some decking, I hit the very tip of my right index finger with a hammer & split the skin., so went out to the van, & found my first aid kit was minus any plasters. So I knocked on next door to see if I could scrounge a couple.
Anyway a lady opend the door in the shortest dressing gown I've ever seen outside of a bedroom....she had great legs, & was realy concerned about my injury, boy did she make me feel better & cheer up my day !.
Rob
However, I recently started my own gardening business, & while repairing some decking, I hit the very tip of my right index finger with a hammer & split the skin., so went out to the van, & found my first aid kit was minus any plasters. So I knocked on next door to see if I could scrounge a couple.
Anyway a lady opend the door in the shortest dressing gown I've ever seen outside of a bedroom....she had great legs, & was realy concerned about my injury, boy did she make me feel better & cheer up my day !.
Rob
I'm glad getting stabbed isn't on my list :yikes:
I've been looking at pictures of fingers with screws and pins in on X-rays on google images and I'm looking forward to it, my fingers bent in a weird position. I whacked my thumb with a hammer once- bloody hurts!
It's horrible coming round after an op.when they sorted out my severed tendon I had what's called wide awake surgery which is basically that.when the doc first offered it too me I was like no way man yer need be knocking me out but after he explained yer get better results that way I went for it.its funny how the mind plays tricks on you.i
said too surgeon I could feel it bleeding which he replied yer can't have cause I've not even touch you yet ha after that I just popped mi head phones in.
I've just got back, spent seven and a half hours in! The operation took two hours I had general anaesthetic, a lot of local to ease it when I woke up, blood pressure, an ECG, saline and all sorts I had to wear the funny gown and socks to stop my blood from clotting. Went well and they were great service, very friendly and did a good job. I went in total sixteen hours without food and fifteen hours without water, so having a three course meal of chicken soup, roast beef dinner, plum crumble and custard with a cup of coffee and other goodies was great! Got a sore throat from the oxygen tube the shoved down my throat when I was asleep, glad it's done but if I'm honest I kind of enjoyed it!
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Glad yer war wound got fixed Cameron. It's amazing what you have to go through for a finger eh! Still sounds like your folks treated you to a top tea as a reward for your discomfort. (Wouldn't mind tucking into that pile myself).
It's crazy some of the injuries we accrue over the years and in times gone by you can see how they would have ended folk. Belzeebob23 and I were talking injuries and how they mount up when we saw each other the other month. Our past lives of extreme sports and rock and roll have well and truly caught us up and we're paying for it. We realise we're not immortal anymore. Still if you didn't have fun then life wasn't worth it I say.
Hope you continue to heal well And I'll have to compile a list for this thread for you sometime soon.
TTFN,
GB.
It's crazy some of the injuries we accrue over the years and in times gone by you can see how they would have ended folk. Belzeebob23 and I were talking injuries and how they mount up when we saw each other the other month. Our past lives of extreme sports and rock and roll have well and truly caught us up and we're paying for it. We realise we're not immortal anymore. Still if you didn't have fun then life wasn't worth it I say.
Hope you continue to heal well And I'll have to compile a list for this thread for you sometime soon.
TTFN,
GB.
Cheers Colin, as I was saying before, I was chuffed you got through your OP okay and they you're on the road to recovery!
Got me thinking about my work life, I'm a 52 year old self employed plumber.
1. Compound fracture to my left leg at 17, four months in a full length cast.
2. Threw frozen steak onto BBQ plate that had sunk with age holding oil, burnt chest, neck, and shoulder. Six weeks off work.
3. Working in a trench reached up and pulled a container of priming fluid into my face. Eyes bandaged for two days. Scared the crap out of me thinking I lost my sight.
4. Got a DVT after lung surgery, on both Clexane and Heprian to try and get levels right. I jump into a small trench, and over the next couple of hours a Hematoma bigger than my clenched fist grows on the same shin I broke as a 17 year old. Ended up in hospital for five days, they cut it open and left it. Fourth day they stitched me up and I went up to Cape York for four weeks camping
5. Stepped out of a doorway just as my wife walks in front of it. I go sideways so as not to collect her, tear the ligaments at my ankle. Four weeks off work
6. 125mm hole saw in a right angle chuck drill, got a bit cocky and it grabbed. As it kicked back it ran across my shirt, the cut into my forearm. 19 stitches, but VERY lucky I missed all the tendons ect and when it was held open to clean the wound I had skipped over the top of the vein as well. Not bad, back at work two days later.
7. Hernia operation on a Thursday, went back to work Monday. Never again, f@%! that hurts. One of four over the years
8. Digging a manhole by hand got to about four feet deep, when the six foot crow bar leaning on the fence fell and collected my head. Five stitches, back at work following day.
9. Chopping kindling after dark without a sissy stick, stuck hatchet in bottom of pointing finger (twice).
10. Numerous cuts over the years, a bit of toilet paper and wrap it in duct tap until I get home.
11. Blew up a coffee shop, but we walked away from that no injuries.
1. Compound fracture to my left leg at 17, four months in a full length cast.
2. Threw frozen steak onto BBQ plate that had sunk with age holding oil, burnt chest, neck, and shoulder. Six weeks off work.
3. Working in a trench reached up and pulled a container of priming fluid into my face. Eyes bandaged for two days. Scared the crap out of me thinking I lost my sight.
4. Got a DVT after lung surgery, on both Clexane and Heprian to try and get levels right. I jump into a small trench, and over the next couple of hours a Hematoma bigger than my clenched fist grows on the same shin I broke as a 17 year old. Ended up in hospital for five days, they cut it open and left it. Fourth day they stitched me up and I went up to Cape York for four weeks camping
5. Stepped out of a doorway just as my wife walks in front of it. I go sideways so as not to collect her, tear the ligaments at my ankle. Four weeks off work
6. 125mm hole saw in a right angle chuck drill, got a bit cocky and it grabbed. As it kicked back it ran across my shirt, the cut into my forearm. 19 stitches, but VERY lucky I missed all the tendons ect and when it was held open to clean the wound I had skipped over the top of the vein as well. Not bad, back at work two days later.
7. Hernia operation on a Thursday, went back to work Monday. Never again, f@%! that hurts. One of four over the years
8. Digging a manhole by hand got to about four feet deep, when the six foot crow bar leaning on the fence fell and collected my head. Five stitches, back at work following day.
9. Chopping kindling after dark without a sissy stick, stuck hatchet in bottom of pointing finger (twice).
10. Numerous cuts over the years, a bit of toilet paper and wrap it in duct tap until I get home.
11. Blew up a coffee shop, but we walked away from that no injuries.
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Toilet paper and tape I use that too
I've been very lucky, nothing broken apart from teeth, two knocked out when a bike ride went wrong. Then the same two knocked out with a hocky stick a couple of years later - must me a family thing as my dad and grandad lost their front teeth as well, now a couple of months ago my 8 year old son fell while playing football and knocked out both his!
Something went pop in my ankle when playing football.
landed on my back after falling off a swing.
teeth through my lip after falling out of a tree.
various cuts and gashes on fingers from being stupid.
I even had a brick wall fall on me once [It was only a small one]....
I have grown up a little since then and tend not to do stupid things now - I just watch my kids doing them.....
I use that tooI've been very lucky, nothing broken apart from teeth, two knocked out when a bike ride went wrong. Then the same two knocked out with a hocky stick a couple of years later - must me a family thing as my dad and grandad lost their front teeth as well, now a couple of months ago my 8 year old son fell while playing football and knocked out both his!
Something went pop in my ankle when playing football.
landed on my back after falling off a swing.
teeth through my lip after falling out of a tree.
various cuts and gashes on fingers from being stupid.
I even had a brick wall fall on me once [It was only a small one
]....I have grown up a little since then and tend not to do stupid things now - I just watch my kids doing them.....
Ahhh - injury and pain stories - I have so many - but this one may save someone else from repeating it.
I have a "thing" for thai sweet chilli sauce. I love it - as a dip, over meat, on chips etc.
So, I make my own, and dashed fine it is too.
My lady wife suffers from the rare medical condition "asbestos gob" so requested a more "robust" version.
Ever the obliging man, I prepared a mix of habanero, tabasco and Scotch bonnets.
At this point I was caught short and nipped to the loo. I would have (naturally) washed my hands afterwards, but neglected to wash the BEFORE.
I said "oh gosh deary me" (or something) -it really hurt - I was grabbing flannels, dowsing them with water, dropping my trousers, then not being able to remove them over my boots, hopping, hobbling, then realising I hadn't washed my hands so I had transferred the chilli juice to the flannel.
So I jumped back and wadded up loo roll.
Still hadn't washed my hands
Jumped back to sink and fell.
Caught sink in one hand and bath in the other, nearly wrenching sink from the wall
Righted myself, washed hands, dropped soap and couldn't see through the tears.
Knelt on floor to find soap.
Failed.
Stood up and smashed head on underside of sink.
Shuffled back to loo
Grabbed clean loo paper
Ran loo paper under tap and beagin to scrub.
Tissue paper shredded (stained with chilli juice).
In desperation grabbed a hand towel and ran it under the tap. Soap is AWOL so grabbed shampoo and squirted generous measure on wet towel.
Ever noticed how similar conditioner is to shampoo? Its also greasy. Particulary when applied to your chilli covered, papier mache encrusted short hairs.
Naturally, whilst screaming in frustration. I then trod on the soap and fell over backwards, striking my head on the loo seat and engendering a fair sized cut.
Then my wife came into the bathroom to find me naked, supine, rubbing frantically at my greasy man parts with my blood covered head in the toilet.
I like to think of that as one of my finer moments
I have a "thing" for thai sweet chilli sauce. I love it - as a dip, over meat, on chips etc.
So, I make my own, and dashed fine it is too.
My lady wife suffers from the rare medical condition "asbestos gob" so requested a more "robust" version.
Ever the obliging man, I prepared a mix of habanero, tabasco and Scotch bonnets.
At this point I was caught short and nipped to the loo. I would have (naturally) washed my hands afterwards, but neglected to wash the BEFORE.
I said "oh gosh deary me" (or something) -it really hurt - I was grabbing flannels, dowsing them with water, dropping my trousers, then not being able to remove them over my boots, hopping, hobbling, then realising I hadn't washed my hands so I had transferred the chilli juice to the flannel.
So I jumped back and wadded up loo roll.
Still hadn't washed my hands
Jumped back to sink and fell.
Caught sink in one hand and bath in the other, nearly wrenching sink from the wall
Righted myself, washed hands, dropped soap and couldn't see through the tears.
Knelt on floor to find soap.
Failed.
Stood up and smashed head on underside of sink.
Shuffled back to loo
Grabbed clean loo paper
Ran loo paper under tap and beagin to scrub.
Tissue paper shredded (stained with chilli juice).
In desperation grabbed a hand towel and ran it under the tap. Soap is AWOL so grabbed shampoo and squirted generous measure on wet towel.
Ever noticed how similar conditioner is to shampoo? Its also greasy. Particulary when applied to your chilli covered, papier mache encrusted short hairs.
Naturally, whilst screaming in frustration. I then trod on the soap and fell over backwards, striking my head on the loo seat and engendering a fair sized cut.
Then my wife came into the bathroom to find me naked, supine, rubbing frantically at my greasy man parts with my blood covered head in the toilet.
I like to think of that as one of my finer moments
