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<<My younger son for a very long time wasn't crazy about me carrying him and as I was on crutches for a little while, would tell anyone who asked what happened to mommy- "Mommy dropped me". :(>>
That's not so bad. Be thankful you weren't my mother. I have two small, round birthmarks on my arm that look rather like cigarette burns. My uncle Walter said as much one time when I was very young, and for some years I would tell people that they were cigarette burns.
Eventually my folks set me straight and explained that they're really birthmarks.
...Of course, I suppose they could be lying. ::squint::
Marksman Ahmir Nam'al
"Is glas iad na cnoic i bhfad uainn."
-Distant hills look green.
<<When I was 5 I got my head stuck inbetween safety bars at Niagara Falls.. :/ >>
<<I'll see you head between the bars and up you a getting stuck upside down between two boulders at yellowstone kicking and screaming (which must have been hysterical to see) until my brother could run and get our parents to pull me out. >>
Okay, now someone start a thread about getting stuck. This is much too funny to not continue.
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~~* Tiva *~~
When butting heads, it's best to have horns.
<<I'll see you head between the bars and up you a getting stuck upside down between two boulders at yellowstone kicking and screaming (which must have been hysterical to see) until my brother could run and get our parents to pull me out. >>
Okay, now someone start a thread about getting stuck. This is much too funny to not continue.
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~~* Tiva *~~
When butting heads, it's best to have horns.
>>When butting heads, it's best to have horns.
You know Tiva....for those of us who are constantly hitting our heads on things horns would be lovely. Might give us some protection. Like when I fell head over heels down my stairs when I was 6, smashed my head into an iron bound trunk and began bawling because i broke a vase that was sitting on it. It was the vase that had held my grandfather's ashes before we distributed them in the creek as he wanted and the only reason I cried was because I thought I had "broke grandpa". I think my head may have hurt a little....but I mostly cried 'cause I thought i broke my grandpa.
You know Tiva....for those of us who are constantly hitting our heads on things horns would be lovely. Might give us some protection. Like when I fell head over heels down my stairs when I was 6, smashed my head into an iron bound trunk and began bawling because i broke a vase that was sitting on it. It was the vase that had held my grandfather's ashes before we distributed them in the creek as he wanted and the only reason I cried was because I thought I had "broke grandpa". I think my head may have hurt a little....but I mostly cried 'cause I thought i broke my grandpa.
Hrm...injuries I have received...
Well, my worst was when I was just under 2 years old...I was sitting in my grandmother's makeup area as we were getting ready for church. I saw a cord...I pulled said cord. Said cord was attached to a one, very hot curling iron which I grabbed as it fell. And held on to for a few seconds. Needless to say, I burned the webbing of my right thumb (that's the part between the thumb and forefinger) so much that I actually burned skin off and needed a skin graph. The doctors screwed up the graph (because they were trying to fit a flat piece of skin onto a severe saddle shape) and that entire area is scar tissue now. I have had two surgeries (Z-plasties) to increase the mobility of my thumb as the webbing did not expand as the rest of my hand did (since it was scar tissue). Oh, by the way, a Z-plasty is basically where they go in and cut a zig-zag, then move the zigs one over.
Otherwise, I've cut my left thumb pad with an exacto-knife, stabbed my left thumb with a steak knife, had to be hospitalized for a week because I received Cat Scratch Fever from a cat scratch that became infected, a shattered lateral malleolus (that ball on the side of your ankle), twisted right ankle, busted right knee (partial tear of my MCL among other things), and twisted or something left knee.
Yes, I'm a klutz.
-GM Obseden
"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven."
"Anything's possible. Especially since I'm rewriting the system."
Well, my worst was when I was just under 2 years old...I was sitting in my grandmother's makeup area as we were getting ready for church. I saw a cord...I pulled said cord. Said cord was attached to a one, very hot curling iron which I grabbed as it fell. And held on to for a few seconds. Needless to say, I burned the webbing of my right thumb (that's the part between the thumb and forefinger) so much that I actually burned skin off and needed a skin graph. The doctors screwed up the graph (because they were trying to fit a flat piece of skin onto a severe saddle shape) and that entire area is scar tissue now. I have had two surgeries (Z-plasties) to increase the mobility of my thumb as the webbing did not expand as the rest of my hand did (since it was scar tissue). Oh, by the way, a Z-plasty is basically where they go in and cut a zig-zag, then move the zigs one over.
Otherwise, I've cut my left thumb pad with an exacto-knife, stabbed my left thumb with a steak knife, had to be hospitalized for a week because I received Cat Scratch Fever from a cat scratch that became infected, a shattered lateral malleolus (that ball on the side of your ankle), twisted right ankle, busted right knee (partial tear of my MCL among other things), and twisted or something left knee.
Yes, I'm a klutz.
-GM Obseden
"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven."
"Anything's possible. Especially since I'm rewriting the system."
I just love injuring my right foot. Prior to my accident listed far above, I was working outside plant for a Local Telephone company and we had just recieved a delivery of copper cable, it was the dead of January and very cold and icey outside where were were unloading several HUGE reels from a flat-bed semi. as we were rolling the last reel towards the forklift to drop it to ground level my right foot slipped under the edge of the reel. 25,000 lbs of wood, copper, and plastic rolled right over my little toe popping it like a cherry tomato. When I got to the hospital and they took off my boot, my little toe was red pulp with a little white bone sticking out of it.. they said I was really lucky that I didnt have steel toe boots on or it would have likely severed most of my toes off.
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Heh, when I was 13 I was out running around in my uncles barn with my little cousin. I was only wearing a pair of those really cheap "tennis" shoes. Well I managed to step on a board with a nail. Didn't feel so hot... I didn't know what to do 'cause we were quite a ways from the house and I would have been stepping in mud 'cause it was raining among other things (manure) So I took my cousin's baseball hat, held it out in the rain until it was kind of full, splashed it over my foot to see how bad it was. Then told my cousin I didn't want to walk through the mud in the house and to go catch me a horse. While he's out catching the stupid horse I'm continuing to attempt to wisne my foot off and somewhat clean it. He comes back, I manage to get on a horse bareback with no halter or bridle. Took me about 15 minutes to get to the house (Thank god it wasn't the white horse...would have had big bloody stains) So I go into the house my aunt decides that since it's a deep ound she was going to soak a q-tip in iodine and shoved it up in it to make sure it was properly cleaned. Slapped a band aid on it and I went home to my other Aunt's house.
Well, since I thought if I told her what happened I wouldn't be allowed out around the horses or barns anymore I tried to keep it quiet and managed to for half a day. She went to work so I decided to come out of the spare room and my cousin caught me gimping down the hallway. Asked what was wrong and I tried to make out like my foot fell asleep. The real story finally came out and I had to go to the hospital for a tetanus shot...and for the record those hurt like a ***. Before they give me the shot though they asked what happened, how it was cleaned, blah blah blah. The look on the nurse's face when I told her I had dumped rain water all over it was hilarious. I can see she was probably thinking (Stupid hillbilly kids) I wasn't banned from horses or barns but my aunt and uncle who owned the place got reamed out for not calling and telling the aunt who was watching me that summer what happened.
~Sindea
Well, since I thought if I told her what happened I wouldn't be allowed out around the horses or barns anymore I tried to keep it quiet and managed to for half a day. She went to work so I decided to come out of the spare room and my cousin caught me gimping down the hallway. Asked what was wrong and I tried to make out like my foot fell asleep. The real story finally came out and I had to go to the hospital for a tetanus shot...and for the record those hurt like a ***. Before they give me the shot though they asked what happened, how it was cleaned, blah blah blah. The look on the nurse's face when I told her I had dumped rain water all over it was hilarious. I can see she was probably thinking (Stupid hillbilly kids) I wasn't banned from horses or barns but my aunt and uncle who owned the place got reamed out for not calling and telling the aunt who was watching me that summer what happened.
~Sindea
<<the only reason I cried was because I thought I had "broke grandpa". I think my head may have hurt a little....but I mostly cried 'cause I thought i broke my grandpa.>>
Aww, you poor little dear. I'm glad you didn't hurt yourself too badly and I hope someone was quick to explain that you did not break your grandfather.
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~~* Tiva *~~
When butting heads, it's best to have horns.
Aww, you poor little dear. I'm glad you didn't hurt yourself too badly and I hope someone was quick to explain that you did not break your grandfather.
Any questions or comments, please contact me at MOD-Aestiva@play.net, Senior Board Monitor Annwyl at DR-Annwyl@play.net or Message Board Supervisor Cecco at DR-Cecco@play.net
~~* Tiva *~~
When butting heads, it's best to have horns.
