Stupid things you've done and sick injuries

When I was 14, my dad's car broke down. So I went with my mom to go save him. He broke down in the middle of the road so we had to tow the car with our minivan. So my dad is steering the car that we have tied to our minivan with a rope. As we're nearing our house, my mom notices there are bins (garbage) in the way. So my smart ass offers to jump out and go move them real quick. At a BLAZING 5 mph, I open the door, get scared, hold on to the door which resulted in my mother dragging me. I broke my knee cap and still have a scar.

When I was 4, I wanted my mom to cut my hair. She was to busy, so I took the liberty in doing it myself. I never touched another pair of scissors after my mother saw what I did... lol.

When I was 7, I was sitting on my brothers lap in the old Ford pick up. My baby sister was in the middle in her car seat, mom driving, so only 1 seat left. Mom gets cut off in traffic, slams on breaks, brother lets go of me and the entire windshield spiderwebbed. It needed to be replaced. When my brother asked me if I was ok, I just started laughing.

Can't remember how old I was here but I was young. My parents had made a mock attic where they put the games so we couldn't get into them and lose pieces. Well, one day while they were out I was persistent to get the games down. So on top of the rolling chair I stacked pillows, cushions and folded blankets. I ended up climbing to the top just as I grabbed the games I fell, with the games falling on me :) Brava.

I was real young when this happened... My sister was in visiting from the Navy and she brought her cat "Patches" with her. We had a bird that I named "birdy bird". One day I decided the bird and the cat should make friends. That was a bad idea. lol.

Quite a few more things. I was a disaster child lmao.
 
Another goofy WTF injury. We had not been in our house long when I realized the outside floodlights needed to be turned in a better direction. I climb up on a ladder shirtless and loosen the bracket to turn the bulb. I turned it too far hitting the brick. The bulb shattered and some of the glass on its trip to earth cut a gash on my side. I still have a scar from it.
 
In December 2009, I tried to stop my son from hitting a tree head-on while sledding. I ended up hitting the tree with my left foot and I was on crutches for 4-5 months. It really takes great SKILL to trip on icy surface and hit a tree that bad :D
 
well i done a lot of stupid things

I was bored and one day i thought lets see how far i can jump .. my parents house was a 2 floors the stairs is from outside

so every time i was jumping a step to the ground.... i was going to the next and the next and the next:D
for a moment my legs were on fire that how i felt them i had 4 steps to reach the top ..glad i stop and come to my sense who knows what will had happen i could not feel my legs already

another time i was on the monkey bars and was doing very silly things i was very good and very fit then when i was young iwas never on my butt anyway i try something and i missed the bar and i end up on the ground with my back i could not move from there for about 10 minutes

another with my friends we used to go on the swings and we try to go as fast and hight we can and then jump from there and see who can go more far .. that's not the problem ...was very close to a brick wall and how many times we fall there :24:

we used to play hide and seek at night after midnight with friends was the most fun game at this time because first we used to say ghost stories so anyway i run to hide and i went where was a harvesting machine for wheat well was night and me been running fast i didn't notice and hit my head on there i end up bleeding on my head lucky i hit little if was more some of that damn point thing will had been on my head

and thats is nothing too many stories but i guess i was very lucky most times

i had a very interesting time when i was a child :24:
 
Children today don't play outside like we did when we were young.

We were racing bicycles around my grandmother's house and going very fast. This was an older home and had outside water faucets. I rounded the corner a little tight mid race and the faucet went between the spokes of my bicycle. The bicycle stopped. I did not.

I also did not notice the clothes line in another race. I stopped the bicycle did not.

I was very dangerous on a bicycle. I talked my mom into buying me a 4 HP mini bike. It had permanent footpegs. At about 35 mph I jammed the footpeg into the ground while lying down to make a curve. It basically sling shot me under a barbed wire fence.
 
Ohhh Fred that sounds painful. I had my share of mishaps. I broke my collarbone jumping a hill on a motorcycle, jumped it fine, but I was used to a different bike and instead of decelerating it accelerated.

When defrosting a top freezer in a fridge I forgot the door was open and I hit my head really hard. I fell on my butt and literally did see stars, I thought that was just something cartoons made up but nope it happened to me.

Actually I've been more active as an adult that kid, my mother over-protected me due to my severe asthma
 
I have been blessed I have not been hurt worse in some of my more brilliant moments. I was fishing with my grandfather who at times had a very short temper. I had one of those days I kept getting hung up and he would have to paddle the boat to where I was hung up so I could retreive my lure. He had got on me pretty good about being more careful. I was fishing with a lure with three treble hooks on it. I cast and got it hung in a tree. I decided I was not going to bother my grandfather again. I tightened my line and snatched the rod back as hard I could. It came free. Now I have a missle headed toward the boat with three treble hooks. I threw my hand up and caught it. The treble hooks went right between my fingers. I got not a scratch.
 
AUFred said:
I have been blessed I have not been hurt worse in some of my more brilliant moments. I was fishing with my grandfather who at times had a very short temper. I had one of those days I kept getting hung up and he would have to paddle the boat to where I was hung up so I could retreive my lure. He had got on me pretty good about being more careful. I was fishing with a lure with three treble hooks on it. I cast and got it hung in a tree. I decided I was not going to bother my grandfather again. I tightened my line and snatched the rod back as hard I could. It came free. Now I have a missle headed toward the boat with three treble hooks. I threw my hand up and caught it. The treble hooks went right between my fingers. I got not a scratch.
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Did your grandfather see, if so, what did he say?
 
I was at a friends house once when I was like ten or so. Him and his brothers had this wooden cart that was built as a display for the pinewood derby. We decide to try and ride it, so he gets in the seat, I stand on the back, and we go down the hill. Unfortunately for me, my foot got tangled in the back wheel and was twisted up a bit. I lied to my parents originally and told them that I just fell because I didn't want to get in trouble. After I told the truth, we went to the hospital and waited a few weeks for the ankle to heal. Fun. :D
 
I have stupid injuries down to a T!

When I was about 4. I went to get out of the bathtub and I stood up on the edge of the tub. Well, of course, the tub edge was slippery and I face planted right into it. I rammed my temp teeth up into my gums, even causing damage to the permanent teeth growing it (well it just caused me to have a big gap that finally closed up as I grew older and more teeth came in). There was lots of blood and lots of screaming, but I don't recall if there were any stitches needed.

When I was 5, I was at the baby sitters house and we thought it would be cool to lay a mattress on the floor and dive onto it from the top bunk. All was going well till a couple of the kids pulled it out of the way right as I started to dive off the top bunk. For a second I thought I was saved because one of the other kids grabbed me by the pants. Well the pants slid off and down I went. The floor had no padding it was just cement covered by carpeting. Next thing I know I have my elbow bones, yea it broke right at the joint, sticking out of my arm. I ended up with two pins in my arm and 32 staples. That was the worst summer EVER. I couldn't go swimming, well I could get into the pool, but I had to wear a plastic bag over my arm so it really wasn't swimming at all.

At about 7, we were at a friend of the families house just having fun playing outside. Well they had one of those old pump things that you hook a water hose up to and you have to raise the handle and put it back down. Well this one was really hard to put back down. As I'm struggling with it the damn thing finally slams down with my finger in it and slices it WAY open. Luckily that one only needed like two stitches.

When I was 10, I was on vacation with a friend of the family and her daughter. We went to their families house, which happened to be about 6 hours from where I lived and where my mom was currently at. We were doing some horse back riding and the damn horse got spooked by a freaking pheasant and decided to rear up. We both went flying off the horse rolling and bouncing. I ended up breaking my forearm. Luckily this time there weren't any bones sticking out. LOL OH and BTW I managed to break it again, while it was in the cast, about two days before the cast was supposed to come off. My sister and I were fighting, not like throwing punches fighting, but being goofballs. She took off running across the house and so I chased her. She made it into a bedroom and slammed the door shut right as I was at the door and of course the first thing to hit it was my broken arm straight on. So yea another summer ruined!

When I was 15, I was having a blast riding an ATV for my first time. I thought no biggie I've rode motorcycle, it can't be that much different. Wow was I wrong. It takes a lot to turn those fuckers and if you are inexperienced you can really get your break and gas mixed up! That's exactly what I did. I drove that damn thing straight through a fence and ended up wrapping the axle around a tree and I went flying. BTW my head bounce off the tree and nope I wasn't smart enough to be wearing a helmet. I remember the car ride to town, no we didn't want to wait an hour for an ambulance to get out to the house, my mom just threw on the caution lights and hauled ass. She kept telling me to stay away when in all actuality there's no way I could have because her driving was scaring me more than my injuries! haha. I ended up with 12 stitches in my forehead, and 6 in each leg. They even had to cut out some flesh/meat from one of my legs because a nail went into it and they had to even the cut. Oh and them digging the dirt and crap out hurt worse than the whole experience.

Among all of this I've managed to have four broken toes all at once, another time I broke two, and another time just one. The one where I broke four was because I was doing handstands in my bedroom and fell over, well my toes all crashed into the metal bunk bed frame and decided to bend just a little too far. Luckily with broken toes there's not much that can be done so I taped the fuckers up and went back to being accident prone. :)

The last ouchie that I got was a broken middle finger, when I was 25, thanks to it being slammed in a door, I drank the pain off and taped it to another finger. I tell you it was a blast showing it off though because I kept getting to flip people off! WOOT

LOL so as you can see I'm an accident waiting to happen.
 
AUFred said:
Wow Anita. Someone needs to follow you around with a camera for laughs & a medic in tow. ;)
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LOL agreed. I've just always been a big tomboy. I always did first and thought later lol.

hart said:
No wonder her name is anitabeer! But you never had an accident on a motorcycle?
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I never did while driving it myself. I have, however, falled off the back of one and my foot got stuck in the back tire a bit and tore it up and then I had some road rash on my back. All because the dingbat that I was riding with decided to jump on it right after turning and gave no notice. But that one didn't end in a hospital visit. I poured alcohol on it and drank lots of alcohol to try to forget about the pain. Two weeks later I went to the doc and had a nasty infection, but that was the worst of it all.
 
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I'm surprisingly adept at not getting seriously hurt. The worst things I've done pale in comparison to some of you!

At one of my old places of work, you had to swipe a card to get inside by dragging this big heavy fire door open. It was a seriously windy/rainy day and when I pulled the door open and stepped inside, some bright spark had pushed the mat away from the door so my foot came down on slippery wet lino, I slipped, grabbed the door frame to stay upright and the wind blew the door shut, right onto my middle finger joint. I ended up having to go home because it swelled up, but it didn't seem to be broken.

This isn't much of an injury but I wore a new pair of very high heels once and my feet kept sliding forwards in them so my toes were stuffed into the point. They were sore when I got home but no more than normal so I just crawled into bed, but the next day my big toenails were both black! Evidently I'd actually bruised them. That was about three months ago and they're only half grown out.

My last one was just humorous :p I use my iPhone as an alarm clock and one time on waking up, I was lying in bed and holding it above my face so look at it. Only, my early morning grip was compromised and I dropped it on my face, the corner clipping my cheekbone. I had a little bruise there for ages.
 
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