worst injury ever happened to you

[Syrup]

Ummmmmmm, I've crack my elbow and the stupid doctor kept moving it while I was screamin in agonizing pain.

[dragcave:D]

i was on a bumpy ski hill, went flying into the air, landed like a quarter way more down face in the snow, bit my cheek while i was at it, and also bruised my entire cheek so i couldn't chew for a month withour going "ow"

and i was dizzy lol . i had to ski down the rest of the hill too >.<

[AllieCat]

My back is broken... No one knows what exactly happened, just that it happened due to stress. I think it happened when I was learning a new dive and went in badly twice. Because of it, I can't dive anymore, which makes me sad. I had just learned my double flip, too... Hopefully I can be more athletic after I get my back fused when I hit my 20's. My doctor wants me to wait till then so my bones can finish growing. At least my back doesn't hurt all the time. That would REALLY suck.

[simkim]

Wow, some of you guys are amazing!

 

I'm 34, never had broken bones, never sprained anything (did hurt my ankle but not as serious as a sprain).

 

My worst injury would be when I bit half of my tongue in half (had to have it stitched back together) - not recounting the story for that one, too nightmareish to even think about. Trying to eat or drink with a BITTEN tongue is awful - but with a stitched tongue is .

 

My worst injury story would be about when I was 14. At summer camp - none of the kids liked me (I was a nerd, and not even into the current groovy or whatever slang.) But that doesn't excuse what happened. Each morning, we'd be woken up at like 6 am, taken a short trail to this cement arena. One of the exercises was - we'd run from one side, then touch down with our fingers, then run back to the other side. For a few minutes.

 

And no, the story doesn't continue in the way you guys are probably thinking of...

 

I'm running back to the other side, this one skinny boy (who really hated my guts for some reason) stood exactly where I would start to bend downwards... I didn't see him not move, so I kept on moving.

 

About 30 minutes later, I'm sitting on top of the first-aid dresser watching my first-aid/counselor panic around without his shirt on. I thought he was really cute (still do, lol). I didn't notice the blood pouring down my face from a cut on my forehead thanks to me crashing into that boy's chest. None of the adults had realized he had done it on purpose so he went unpunished. Anyway, that morning, he's upset, thinks I have a concussion and needs stitches. So he drives me to this doctor in the city (about 30 min away). I'm still wobbling because I was hit much harder than it looked and no xray to confirm anything.

 

On the way back to the car, I begin to regain my thoughts, and start looking around, confused about where I am. All of a sudden, he grabs me and pulls me away from this truck. I'd nearly gotten bitten on the arm by THREE dobermans.

 

I can tell you that this boy and I never ever went near each other ever again. I no longer know his name and don't want to, lol. But I still remember the counselor - so cute.

 

I ended up having stitches in my head, but no scar. Several years later, I hit my head, and end up having stitches AND a scar. Growing skin really can compensate for a lot (but not for everything, tho.) I'm sorry that happened to you AllieCat.

[iRorschachBot]

So I lost about 21" of large intestine

You don't have that long of a large intestine, or there definitely was something wrong with you that wasn't the cancer.

[Shinobimasterz]

My worst injury is getting my knee broken, but it was the worst type of knee breach

smth like this:

http://www.rad.washington.edu/academics/ac..._3DAP.jpg/image

 

It happened when i wanted to have a sleepover at friends, we were up late night and we wanted to get something to drink from the 7/24 shop across the street (no alcohol-we don't drink alcohol). Anyways there was a parking lot in front of the shop and it was somewhat elevated and i wanted to jump on the wall that was surrounding the parking lot. Anyways i jumped and had some misfortune to have a really really weird jump and my muscle tore the bone to shreds, it's not the bone thats the problem, it's a very weird muscle tension that happened during the jump, anyways, i stood up and couldn't stand on my left leg, it didn't hurt at all, not when broken, before broken, after surgery, never, apsolutely never

My friend thought i might have a simple wrench, he was studying medicine for the first year, hadn't had much experience then, so he tried stretching the leg to fit everything into place, but nothing happened, and it got swollen so we called ambulance

 

Arrived at the hospital, sent immediately to get some pictures. Got to the surgin and i'm lying in the wheelchair, everyone is waiting, my friends, mom came too, and i can see him in his office, he's like making o.0 face and he comes towards me, points the X-ray to the light on the ceiling to show me, and he says what the hell did you do?

Picture: no patella whatsoever anywhere on the picture (was sky high in the thigh), the knee broken into pieces

 

 

The diagnosis was tibia plateau fracture and i it broke in three pieces so i had screws in my left knee for 6-7 months

the knee is ok now, the surgin did really well and it doesn't hurt, doesn't produce any pain whatsoever except when kneeling the surrounding tissue hurts as it was traumatized

i had to lie in bed for 2 months with apsolutely no strain on the knee as there was a possibility it could dissolve

[Nerruse]

I've sprained a couple of toes on separate occasions. Actually I'm not sure if I sprained them or not because I didn't go to the doctor for it, but it hurt like blazes and standing for any period was tough for a couple days.

 

The absolute worst however was a couple years back when I got an ear infection that developed suddenly and caused so much inner ear pressure that I blew out my eardrum. It was by far the worst thing I've ever experienced. Between the pain, the fluid constantly draining out of my ear and having my equilibrium compromised, I couldn't work for two weeks. Plus my ear was blocked and I couldn't hear out of it for a month. Luckily it healed on its own otherwise I would have had to get it lanced to drain. =/ Terrible. I did not sleep for eight days, the pain was so bad and there was nothing the doctor could give me to do anything about it. Literally all I could do was lay on the couch and watch TV. I haven't been able to watch cable TV since then, I just got so sick of it. But yeah. It wasn't disfiguring nor did it cause permanent damage, but it was the most painful injury I've ever had.

[Princess Artemis]

Well, hmm. The worst injuries I've had have all been medically related. My movement disorder is partly drug-induced, wherein a medication I was prescribed at 16 kicked the ever-living <censored> out of my central nervous system and left it very easy to break, which it inevitably did.

 

I've been otherwise fortunate: Only broken bones have been toes (one because I was an idiot in college) and a couple cracked ribs from coughing too hard. I'm not counting surgeries and medical procedures in the injury list, so long as the results are typical. Surgery hurts. There's the usual collection of skinned knees, sunburns, and sprained whatsits.

[Laurarockstar]

Fell on my chin when i was younger.(was playing tag with some boys) It scraped off almost all the skin from my chin. I had to where a cast thingy on my chin for a very long time...

[BlueApollo]

I've never broken a bone in my life, but I've had some interesting injuries. Let's see....

 

I fell off my bike when I was seven years old and scraped my foot open (I was wearing sandals). I had to wear a giant gauze pad over it for a few weeks and it hurt like crazy, but I was happy because it looked like a cast when I put a shoe over it. A few years later I slipped on a boogie board while running downhill (the guy in front of me was dragging it on the ground) and I scraped my foot open on the same spot as my other foot. Both of the scars still remain on my feet, but the first one is much more pronounced than the second.

 

I started getting Carpal Tunnel in my wrists at an early age. I used to play tennis a lot (about four hours a day, five days a week for seven weeks before I had to stop), and I was only eleven years old when that started to set in. I was forced to stop playing tennis for about a month because the pain in my wrists was actually causing me to forfeit matches against my competitors. Now it just comes back occasionally when I've been working too much on the computer. I quit tennis a few years ago when I developed a phobia of playing the game. I had mental issues on the court that caused me to fear ever playing tennis again because I couldn't handle myself out there anymore. I can say that I'm a lot happier now that I don't have to compete anymore.

Edited August 16, 2011 by BlueApollo

[Lore_Master]

My worst injury actually happened a few years ago, during my 11th year of high school. It was winter time, and my P.E teacher decided that for fun we get our winter stuff and go sledding. As I went up the hill, there must have been a patch of ice or something, because I went down nose first onto the hill. Blood began to come out like a fountain, and I had to be escorted back from the park, because they feared I would lose consciousness from blood loss.

 

After an hour of tissues and constant medical watch by our nurse, I was released to my parents, then sent to the walk-in clinic to see if any bones were broken/fractured/whatever.

 

It was a fun day.

[Fortune86]

When I was back in Primary School both of my arms were fractured. I didn't mind the heavy casts and staying off school for a month, but trips to the bathroom were awkward.

 

I've also had boiling water thrown at my bare chest, had hot cake tins thrust into my face, had my finger and toe fractured and more scrapes, cuts, burns and bruises than I can count.

[littleangelamy22]

In Primary school I was climbing a tree, and then jumped out. That would have been fine if the hood of my coat hadn't got caught on a branch, I was literally hanging from the tree. I had a zip-shaped scar on my neck for ages. It was quite a conversation starter.

I also fell down some non-existant stairs and sliced open my shin. That was very painful, and the scar is just as bad as it was when it happened about 5 or 6 years ago.

[Black Blaze]

I've really had nothing bad compared to others...but let me think.

 

I had my fingers slammed in a car door when I was 6. Surprisingly, nothing broke.

 

In 8th grade, I would have gym first period, and we'd run laps to warm-up. I have weak ankles, so at one point I was running, had all my weight on my left foot, then my ankle decided to collapse then and there. And it hurt. I was limping awfully for the rest of the day. X(

 

In 9th grade, I tried out for the JV basketball team. Yet on the first day of try-outs, I ended up breaking my left ring finger. I never made the team, and since I'm a lefty and I love to draw, it made holding a pencil very awkward. For months afterward, my finger would sometimes stiffen up painfully if I were writing or drawing. Nowadays it can't bend back as far as my other fingers can.

 

I've also fallen off the bus while walking off...those little step things. It was 2 years ago. My ankle rolled and I lost my balance, fell 2 feet onto rough asphalt, and scraped my knee open. Now, I live on a hill, and the bus dropped me off at the bottom. With one twisted ankle and a bad knee, limping up was a challenge. Then the scrape....oh god that scrape, it didn't heal for like a month. The first few days, I would bleed through the band-aids, and the scab would fall off each time I showered. I still have the scar.

 

Also, last year I stubbed my toe on a metal piece of our Ab Circle Pro while I was getting ready for school. Didn't seem like a big deal, right? Well, I was limping the entire day. It wasn't till sometime after lunch that I checked it out, it was swollen and purple, and I got sent home early.

 

Back in March I fell off a horse while trying to finish a gymkhana course during a lesson. She bucked and I lost my balance and I fell before hitting the fence, and I landed in an odd way. The inside of my thigh was hurting like a mofo and my entire left leg had spasms (wasn't fun on the drive home) until I got home and took a hot bath. The bruise though, it remained for weeks. I still have a bit of discoloration on that spot now.

 

And back in early July, I was competing in a barrel racing show and the horse I was riding cut a turn too soon and my leg ended up meeting the edge of the metal barrel. Thank god I was wearing shin pads, but I had a large bruise and I think a bone chip. It also made leaning on my leg very painful for a couple of weeks. And, like the other leg injury, I still have discoloration from it.

[DragonGirl10188]

Well, none of mine could compare.

 

When I was 7, my fingers were slammed in a van door. It hurt... and swelled up for a few days.

 

When I was 10, I was reading a book in front of our heater and leant back. On my hip I had 2 bar marks that started to heal a month after.

 

At 2, I was in the bath with my mum (I was too young) and the soap holder was very sharp, 'caz it was broken. I scraped my ankle, and had to go to the hospital for a few days. I remember watching the movie Fox and Dog when I was there. Mum said when they sedated me to look inside my foot to check for any glass or such, I said "Mummy, they're hurting me..".

 

I've still got the scare on my right side of my right ankle. They already took the stiches out a month later. Its all light pink, and recently has been acting up whenever I run. They're called stitches, it's almost like 1000 needles sticking into your ankle. I get that with my chest sometimes... o.o.

 

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Last month at horse-riding, we had my biggest championship yet two days away. I got up at 6 am, and went to Champion Lakes. I rode on a horse called "Thunder", and he had sprained my ankle before, so I wasn't so sure. Luckily I put on chest guard, shin, such and such, everything. An hour into training, jumping and stuff,and he bucked. He bucked me off, and I was hanging from my left foot on the footy hanger thingy and he dragged me. It lasted for 5 minutes of observers running after him, until they got him. I felt like my whole chest was broken, but when I went to the doctors an hour later, it was only a fractured rib. It still hurts... xP.

 

 

Oh. Forgot.

In Kindergarten, I was walking near our sandpit. It had a roof overhead, and poles held it up. I turned my head and then turned it back, it smacked into a pole and my head was bleeding so bad... I lost at least 10% of blood in the first few minutes. Everyone was like, "Can I see?" I had papertowels on my head since they didn't have bandaids. Dad picked me up, and we went to the doctor/hospital, can't remember I was about 4, or 5. I had stitches, and I can feel a tiny scar from that.

Edited September 1, 2011 by DragonGirl10188

[Trikonasana]

I haven't been to the hospital for an injury, ever.

 

I've broken my toes plenty of times, and once I fell off my bike, skidded in gravel, and woke up (I passed out twice) missing half of the skin on my left thigh. That one was probably the worst just because of the fainting.

 

For long-term stuff, I busted my knee in my first year marching band and it still gets sore almost every day if I'm walking around a lot. :/

[EternalSpring]

Umm, well. I guess it would be the screws/plates in my back.

 

It was in gymnastics one day, and I wasn't very careful with my twisting.

 

There's also my various other injuries, in which I have have to sprain a wrist or ankle or knee or elbow every day. |D

 

 

[ImNemo598]

Fell off a car (don't ask) and scraped/cut my face in 3 different places, one needing stitches. One bad scrape on my left hip, broke 4 teeth, and I broke my jaw in two places. Jaw got my mouth wired shut for a few weeks and I pretty much ate nothing but protein shakes.

[Leidarendi]

You don't have that long of a large intestine, or there definitely was something wrong with you that wasn't the cancer.

Hi there

You're mistaken. The large intestine is ~5 feet long (60"), so it's possible for a patient to have 21" removed.

[SolarCat]

A sousaphone fell on my head once.

 

No, I'm not joking.

 

I remember my first thought was "Ow."

My second thought was "There's blood dripping from the ceiling. I should move so it doesn't get on me."

Everyone around me was panicking, and the thought didn't even cross my mind that the blood was mine.

 

Went to the ER, where they taped up my nose, but had to put stitches on the gash in my head. Surprisingly, it only needed ~3 stitches. (The nurse practitioner tried stapling it shut first, but the staples couldn't get a good hold).

 

I am eternally grateful that someone had the bright idea to make sousaphones out of mostly fiberglass. I don't even want to know what would have happened if it was a full-brass one.

[philpot123]

SO THERE I WAS! Canoeing through the Amazon with nothing but my left shoe and a cheese sandwich...

 

 

 

 

Nah, I kid. Actually, I was 12. It had just finished raining and I REALLY wanted to go play outside. So, like the genius I am I hurried into the basement and grabbed... my pogo stick. Smart stuff right? Rain+pogo stick = A roaring good time right? Well, that's not quite now it happened. More like, 3 hops, a slip, and a faceplant later, I bit entirely through my bottom lip (my teeth had kinda wrapped around and bit through the "soul patch" kinda area). Yeah. Like, I could stick my tongue through it. And it was exuding copious amounts of blood.

 

Not a life threatening injury, but it makes for a good story.

[rainbowsmile]

When I was five, I was playing Frisbee with my grandfather's dog (a German Sheppard that was twice my size at the time) and when I was about to throw the frisbee, the dog made a mad dash at me and bit my chin.

When they took me to the ER, I think I cried more when they told me they were going to put stitches in. I pitched such a fit that they gave me some butterfly bandages and antibiotics and sent me home.

 

Also... I have really bad luck with stepping on things. It seems like everytime I go outside barefoot, there's something just waiting to stab me in my foot. Tree roots, rocks, even one of those little mini rakes with the three prongs, yeah, that was fun.

 

SO THERE I WAS! Canoeing through the Amazon with nothing but my left shoe and a cheese sandwich...

 

 

 

 

Nah, I kid. Actually, I was 12. It had just finished raining and I REALLY wanted to go play outside. So, like the genius I am I hurried into the basement and grabbed... my pogo stick. Smart stuff right? Rain+pogo stick = A roaring good time right? Well, that's not quite now it happened. More like, 3 hops, a slip, and a faceplant later, I bit entirely through my bottom lip (my teeth had kinda wrapped around and bit through the "soul patch" kinda area). Yeah. Like, I could stick my tongue through it. And it was exuding copious amounts of blood.

 

Not a life threatening injury, but it makes for a good story.

 

That. Is. AWESOME.

I was kind of looking forward to the canoe story though. Anything to do with a cheese sandwich has got to be epic.

[philpot123]

That. Is. AWESOME.

I was kind of looking forward to the canoe story though. Anything to do with a cheese sandwich has got to be epic.

It's awesome now. Then, it sucked. Also, I looked like I had a little soul patch from the 8 stitches they gave me. The whole thing was rather traumatic at the time. Then I got home, looked at the blood all over the driveway and facepalmed. WHAT WAS I THINKING!?

 

 

Well I could give you the whole canoe story, but I'm afraid that would be a little off topic and more than a little made up. But twice as interesting as the real one.

[dangershy]

Eh..

 

My worst injury was when I fell off my scooter and got 7 wounds from that single fall. Scraped my hands, right knee, (3 wounds!) a cut on the back of my foot, and my left elbow was scraped. The next day I had to go to school with an ace bandage around my knee. Everyone was pestering me.

And not too long ago..

 

It was my mom's birthday, and me, my aunt, brother and sister were having a pillow fight. My aunt slipped on a pillow, she crashed into me, I went down, wrist went back, and I fractured it. My stepdad thought I just 'jammed' it.

 

And at the beginning of school, at my friend's staking party, I sprained my fractured wrist in a race. I am never going near another pair of skates in my life.

 

That's the worst three I've ever had.

[TheComingUp]

Since I'm Oh-So-Smart, I had to get 5 stitches......on Christmas Eve.....at 9:00 pm

 

I just finished washing my hands (washing the sink out (ew)) and went to get a drink. Christmas story was playing in the background :] I guess I completely forgot I had a glass in my hand, and I just remember: Shatter, scream, blood, and "Get the neosporin!" yes neo is going to work mom. But I had to get 5 stitches (not too bad) on my right wrist. On the top, not the bottom. There was this weird cast thing I had to wear. Ugh I hated it

 

PS I was 11

 

I dunno how I forgot this

 

SO in 3rd grade we were having a fun time on the playground! Until this little bugger decides to push me off the swing -__- I thought I was still swinging when I hit the ground. My whole left side of my face was missing skin, cuz I went face first onto the concrete. I had to sit in the nurses for about 3 hours with a wet towel pressed to my face because my mom was caught in traffic. Every 30 minutes the nurse would pour peroxcide (dunno how to spell it) on my face and ALL of it would bubble. It felt like I was being eaten

Edited September 10, 2011 by TheComingUp