How bad was it?

1.i was dehydrated or hung over or something.i fainted and must have hit my head on the the bathtub(i was in the bathroom )or somthin cuz my head was bleeding a littlewhen i woke.

2.i jumped of a table when i was little and died..its pretty funny actually,it was all because my sis told me to jump hehe.
 
I've never really had any serious injuries.

However, about 12 years ago or so, I was walking to school and witnessed an explosion. Fairly close to my old elementary school, there are a number of motels/inns etc. I guess it would be the owner's small-ish building beside the motel - but basically I saw that smaller building blow up. I can't remember what the cause of it all was, but the owner died and his son ended up in a coma.
 
I've never broken anything, but I managed to knock myself out by skiing into an overhanging branch at a decent speed. Thankfully, the powder was soft, so I didn't hurt myself by rolling 20m down a hill afterwards - unconscious, or at least I don't remember it. Anyway, my friend came back 10 minutes later to find me, assuming I'd got lost or something, and dragged me back onto the piste, which he probably shouldn't have done. I wasn't out for long, but I had a hell of a headache afterwards and I didn't ski for 2 days.
 
Broke both bones in my lower left leg jumping off a wooden fort in the school playground when I was 6 years old. Landed on another kid who was fine, but jumped out from under me and worsened the break. I spent 6 weeks in hospital and about 3 months on crutches.

I also broke my left wrist skateboarding when I was about 12 or 13, on my first ever attempt at dropping into a bowl. That was pretty much the end of the skating career I'd dreamed about. I write lefthanded, so it was great fun trying to do my school work with my right hand for 6 weeks.

I witnessed my stepbrother break both of his arms when he fell off a giant earth ball that we were pushing around. It just so happened that I was the one who pushed it last and made him lose his balance and fall. My stepbrother pretty much hated me.
 
I snapped my left wrist playing Rugby, and broke every one of my fingers. Wrist is still pretty fucked, 3 years later.

When I was young I was sawing some wood, when it slipped off and went straight into my arm cutting it right open.

Also when I was at college I used to see my mate who was in 6th form of my old school every lunch, cos I finished at 12, so we decided to chill out in the park, where a bunch of Uni guys were playing football. Anyway, one dude flew in, studs up, straight into the middle of some guys legs, which completely snapped it in half. Was so fucking rough. To make it worse the guy had to lie there in pain for an hour before the Ambulance showed up.
 
When I was in the 7th grade, I fractured my spine in 3 places playing football.

Once I slit my eyelid open from one end to another and needed stitches. On my fricking eyelid.
 
Never really fucked myself up.

Once I was running down a paved hill and fell and scraped both legs and arms. That kinda hurt. That's more or less the worst.

Yeah, that's roughly equivalent to my worst, which was falling off a bike onto gravel. That hurt like a bitch.
 
I was playing football and I slid on my leg and I got gashed pretty bad. Whatever it was that slashed me, cut so fast I didn't feel it at all. I just went on with the game for a couple plays. I look down at my shorts, stained with blood. My initial reaction was literally "Fuck."

Got to the fucking hospital took them AN HOUR TO SO MUCH AS EVEN LOOK AT IT.

Assholes. Creepy thing was I was lying in one of the beds waiting to get stitched up, I heard a doctor say "He has a 20% chance to live" talking about the guy in the bed in the corner of the room. I think he was in a coma.
 
I hiked up to a remote lake (the only way in or out was hike) and on the last day of my stay, I decided to take a quick swim. On my way out, I stepped on some assholes broken beer bottle. It gashed the bottom of my foot really bad. I had to wrap it with half of the clothing I had brought up. The other half went to a makeshift crutch as padding. I had to walk the 6 miles back out like that.
 
Hmm. That reminds me. I went fishing with my family once when I was 7, or something, and went to cast out a line, but the reel got caught or something. Anyway, the line swung back, and the hook went into my eyelid. Kinda freaky to think that had I cast out another 1cm of line I'd have one less eye today. As it is, I just have a very small scar.
 
Dislocated my shoulder while sledding as a youngin. Worst thing that happened to me though was my small intestines exploding

>_>
 
I had a knife fight when at school with one of my best mates, and he got abit overly competitive and slashed me from forehead all the way down to my mouth. Apparently if I hadnt blinked at that exact moment I would have lost my right eye. Didnt leave a scar though, luckily.
 
My friend got the bottom of his foot cut open by an oyster shell swimming in the Chesapeake. This was before I met him.
 
Worst I've had done to me:
Pushed into a wall during a game of extreme tag.

Couldn't lift my arm above halfway and still get shoulder spasms 4 years on.

Worst I've seen:

It's gotta be the Martin Taylor tackle or the Alan Smith foot break.



 
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