Hmm...there have been many, but here are the strangest!
-Running down a limestone-gravel road in the dark, barefoot, in shorts with my cousin when we were about 13. Going downhill, I tripped and skidded about 20 feet on my hands and knees. I knew I was probably scraped up, but couldn't see or feel much...until we went inside where the light showed the blood streaming down my leg. My parents spent 2 hours picking limestone gravel out of my knee. Still got the scar on that one.
Same knee, later in life....I was having a yard sale and my boyfriend at the time asked me to sell a side-by-side refrigerator he had in storage. He strapped it to an appliance cart and left it in my garage. The day of the sale, I was in the garage with my teenage daughter, moving things around and getting set up for the sale. The fridge was in the way, so I started to move it by rocking the cart back towards me - but I couldn't get the leverage to tip it. I asked my daughter to push from the other side, and when she did, I pulled from my side and the whole thing, fridge, cart and all came down on top of me, pinning me to the concrete floor of the garage. My daughter must have gotten one of those adrenaline surges you hear about, because she picked the thing up off me so I could get out from under it. I had landed between the rails of the cart, with the exception of my knee, which got pinned under the cart.
I guess it's not all bad, at least now I have an accurate weather predictor in that knee...
I think I was nine when the chain guard cover on my bike cut into my shin on my left leg as I was biking in tight cirlces. The metal (knife) edge cut a triangle into my leg - 9 stitches later ....the scar is still vivid.
What I remember most is not being able to ride my bike but limping home with it as I wasn't allowed to lend my bike. I think the needle to freeze the area to give me stitches hurt more than anything. Thank goodness for delayed pain reaction.
Don't know that this was a weird injury, but does sound a little funny. Back when I was like 14, a friend came to visit my mom and brought her 2 daughters. My brother and I were in our bedroom talking with them, and someone started a pillow fight. My foot got stuck under the bed when I moved to dodge a pillow thrown at me, and ended up twisting it and breaking it. Still hurts a little even thinking about it.
The funny part was the doctors comment when he was putting the cast on. Said that was what I get for fooling around with girls in the bedroom. Lucky for me nothing like that has happened since.
I was working in a bakery and i was packing glazed pasterys and i cut myself on one of them, it's edge had crystalized and when i picked it up to pack it i cut my hand and had to get 8 stitches!!! The rest of the girls never let me live it down
while growing up we lived in a home with hard wood floors. when i was about 8 or 9 i was sliding with my socks on the living room, while in a good slide i lost control and fell head first on the bricks of our fire place. when i woke up (lol) i found the top of my head had a the imprint of the fireplace bricks. thank god no one was home. i survived. that summer i was walking in the back of our garage close to the clothes line, i tripped (yes again) and my arm right right below the shoulder was punctured by a rusty nail on the clothes line. it went in about 3 inches. i kept that to myself too. boy did that thing bleed. i know, should've gotten a tetanus shot, but i survived. still have the puncture site.
First one, I almost cut the tip of my finger off with a steak knife. I wanted to cut a pear, and we had just gotten the knives. For some reason, I didn't cut it like normal people would, I tried to hold it with my hand.
Second one, we were doing a frisbee section in PE. I bent over to pick mine up and someone else's frisbee hit me in the eye. My cornea ended up scratched, had to wear a patch for a couple of days.
Well, Injuries.. I don't remember which one happened firsts, but I was still in grade school for each.
Injury 1: I had a bunch of friends over one evening and we were playing flashlight tag around and sometimes through my then house. Well, my back door entrace was a sliding glass door (double glazed). Because it was dark and the lights inside were on, I thought it was open as I ran away, with the aim of cutting through the house to get to the front yard.
Yeah. It was closed. I ran full force into a closed door so hard I bounced back off and landed flat on my back. Couldn't move for about ten minutes but I found the situation more amusing than painful (and it HURT) that I couldn't get up for laughing a good while longer.
Injury 2: Ok, my brothere and I are both notorious sleep talkers, movers, walkers, you name it we do it. One night I had a dream I was at a swim meet (ex-swimmer) but we were running the race in the water. I guess I sleep running in my bed because I woke up with a severe pain in my right foot. Turns out my big left toe had caught the underside of my right big toe and nearly tore off the entire toe pad. ouch.
LuvAcuddle write: MMMMMMMM ...... well I was taken one day to the car races by this mad car racing loving nut of a Lady. Go figure! ... anyway half way through the day she decides we go back to my car and fool around. Ya couldn't see us for dust. But when we got back to the car, there was ppl every where. So we jump the fence into this paddock, secured ourselves from site and went for it .... ok I hear ya say "wheres the injury" .... well guess what happined to the person on top ..... heheheheeheh I got my B*tt bit by a very large cow !!!!!!!!!!
VeniVici write: Well...this isn't my injury. But I was nontheless invovled...
ya see, I was doing the horizontal cha cha with my (then) guy, and he "missed" his target, smushed his mentionables into some solid part of me somehow, and snapped his manhood. It made a loud pop, I kid you not. The medical term for what happedend is called: "Penile Fracture". (Of course there are no bones to fracture)... but it is a real genital injury, and horrible, and an awful fright to behold. He doubled over, it was bent, and hung there slack and crooked and pitiful,and it started turning some terrible colors. Yes he saw a Dr. for it...but I must say it was pretty embarassing to admit that i broke a man's whatnots!
OMG!!!!! that can really happen? I saw that on a movie once called "The New Guy". I didn't realize that could really happen!!!
jctngirl write: Ok.. After losing an embarrassing fight with my garage door this last week that put me in a cast, I'm left to wonder...
What's the strangest accident or injury you've ever had?
I was working in a nursing home and helping a lady get a shower at 3am (she was an early riser and requested to have her shower at this time). when i reached for the soap and her washcloth, my shoe slipped I did the splits and i fell on my face, literally!! I had bruised all the ribs on my right side and my sternum. not to mention pulled all the muscles in my groin and shoulder on my right side. it wasn't fun. I had to sleep with a pillow on that side of my body for a week!!
When I was about 5, a bunch of us kids were playing in the front yard having fun. One little girl went home crying and later her parents came down to ask my folks if I was OK. Seems she tripped and fell nose first into the back of my head and broke her nose. Then when I was 5th grade and my little brother was 3rd, we were playing soccer in a friends yard and we both slid in to kick the ball. But me and my cowboy boots missed and hit him instead and I broke his leg. The only thing I've done to myself was in grade school and we were going off jumps on our bikes. I didn't know the lad in front of me had wiped out until I was in the air. I landed on him and then my nards were introduced to the goose neck, and I do mean goose, of my bike. Not only dis I have blue b*lls, but they were black and blue.
At 12, I was playing football with the neighborhood boys and was running backwards to catch a pass. The next thing I knew, I ran out of lawn.. I went through a hedge that bordered the lawn which topped a small hill. I landed on the sidewalk below, with my weight on my ankle breaking it. The boy who threw the pass felt so bad, he carried me home...(Good thing I was much lighter then...)
Hmm I got scratched in the eye ball once by a stuffed mink LoL.. And worse yet I have a vision prob.. And scratched the good one..I had to wear a eye patch for weeks that was embarrassing..Must have been funny tho.. Watching me try to do anything.. I actually missed my mouth trying to eat once.. LoL To make it worse I was still in school at the time..