What's the dumbest thing you have ever done that involves injury?

[HopeydaFish]

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Last day of camp, the summer after seventh grade. This camp was at a college campus. Anyways, we're hanging out in front of the library waiting for our parents to come get us. The front of the library is a 6 foot ledge with a 6 foot wide, 6 foot tall shrub in front of it. At the edge of the ledge there's a bench.

So we're using the bench to valut off of the ledge and over the bushes. Everyone else went and it was my turn. I got a running start and hit the ledge. I jumped, but I didn't quite clear the brick wall that I didn't know was on the other side of the bushes. I caught my foot on the wall which pulled it underneath me. I landed on the ground sitting on the side of my foot.

I couldn't walk so my mom came and helped me home. She didn't believe that I had broken another bone (this would have been 5 in one year) so she and my dad went to a baseball game out of town the next day, leaving me home alone and unable to walk.


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And at what point did Children's Protective Services show up to remove you from your home?

[WackityWhiz]

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Last day of camp, the summer after seventh grade. This camp was at a college campus. Anyways, we're hanging out in front of the library waiting for our parents to come get us. The front of the library is a 6 foot ledge with a 6 foot wide, 6 foot tall shrub in front of it. At the edge of the ledge there's a bench.

So we're using the bench to valut off of the ledge and over the bushes. Everyone else went and it was my turn. I got a running start and hit the ledge. I jumped, but I didn't quite clear the brick wall that I didn't know was on the other side of the bushes. I caught my foot on the wall which pulled it underneath me. I landed on the ground sitting on the side of my foot.

I couldn't walk so my mom came and helped me home. She didn't believe that I had broken another bone (this would have been 5 in one year) so she and my dad went to a baseball game out of town the next day, leaving me home alone and unable to walk.


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And at what point did Children's Protective Services show up to remove you from your home?

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hey, baseball is America's pastime

[HopeydaFish]

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Last day of camp, the summer after seventh grade. This camp was at a college campus. Anyways, we're hanging out in front of the library waiting for our parents to come get us. The front of the library is a 6 foot ledge with a 6 foot wide, 6 foot tall shrub in front of it. At the edge of the ledge there's a bench.

So we're using the bench to valut off of the ledge and over the bushes. Everyone else went and it was my turn. I got a running start and hit the ledge. I jumped, but I didn't quite clear the brick wall that I didn't know was on the other side of the bushes. I caught my foot on the wall which pulled it underneath me. I landed on the ground sitting on the side of my foot.

I couldn't walk so my mom came and helped me home. She didn't believe that I had broken another bone (this would have been 5 in one year) so she and my dad went to a baseball game out of town the next day, leaving me home alone and unable to walk.


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And at what point did Children's Protective Services show up to remove you from your home?

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hey, baseball is America's pastime

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Granted. And the tickets wouldn't be refundable.

[BigBaitsim (milo)]

Skinnydipping in jellyfish infested water. Predictable results. Brief ER visit. Two weeks of not using the injured part.

[HopeydaFish]

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Skinnydipping in jellyfish infested water. Predictable results. Brief ER visit. Two weeks of not using the injured part.

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Something tells me that the "part" you're referring to isn't something you could do without, like your hand or your foot... [img]/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img]

[rusellmj]

I was pole vaulting in jr. high. Pole vaulting is a scream. We had two fiberglass poles (one of which I was using). While taking a breather someone grabs the pole I'm using. Coach says "here, use this one". It's made of aluminum. I sprint down the runway and bury the tip in the pit.

Please take a moment to purse your lips very tightly and draw air in through them.

This is the sound my hands made sliding down the pole before I ended up crashing into the pit. So much was the heat build up in my palms that I had G.I. Joe kung fu grip for the next week.

Please, always make sure the pole is flexible.

[this guy]

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Here's a SIIMP story...

When I was about 10 or 11 years old I was walking home from school. It was the middle of winter and there'd been freezing rain recently and the roads were covered in ice. I was chatting with a friend of mine as I was walking home, and I was walking backwards so that I'd face him as I'm talking. Suddenly I tripped over a chunk of ice that was sitting on the road, and landed square on my tailbone on *another* chunk of ice -- this one much more pointy. The pain was excruciating. My idiot "friend" just laughed at me and walked home. I managed to hobble home on my own.

Later than night, the pain had gotten to be intolerable. I was getting desperate, so I started looking through the medicine cabinet for something to help the pain. I see some "Absorbine Jr." and see on the label that it "Reduces aches and pains". I figured this was the stuff for me.

In my infinite wisdom I decide to rub some of this onto my tailbone. For those of you who don't know, Absorbine Jr. is a liquid that comes in a soft plastic bottle that has a sponge-like applicator. You rub the sponge on the affected muscle while applying pressure and squeezing the bottle, and the liquid is released onto your skin. Absorbine Jr. is basically pure rubbing alcohol -- if you apply it to an open wound, or get any near your eyes, it stings like hell.

Anyway, I twist my arm around my body, place the bottle next to my tailbone, squeeze the bottle and press down *way too hard* on the applicator. The liquid comes gushing out of the bottle, runs over my tailbone, runs between my ass cheeks, and goes directly into my pooper. It felt like somebody had taken a red hot poker, shoved it in my ass, and then twisted it. Only worse.

I was trying not to scream in pain in the washroom, because I didn't want my parents to force their way in and find me standing there naked, tears running down my cheeks, with Absorbine Jr. in my bum.

I finally got the pain to subside a little by getting up on the bathroom counter, lying face down over the sink with my butt facing the tap. I turned the tap on and gave myself an enema until the pain subsided.

Since that day, my pooper has been strictly an "exit only" orifice.

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[joshman1204]

Me an my wife had a miscue during some acrobatic sex.

I am now an asexual being [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img]

[Sephus]

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Skinnydipping in jellyfish infested water. Predictable results. Brief ER visit. Two weeks of not using the injured part.

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Something tells me that the "part" you're referring to isn't something you could do without, like your hand or your foot... [img]/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img]

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you are

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