Strange/Random/Silly Injuries

[Mickeypooh99]

Know this was/is not funny, but somehow it hit my funny bone and I can't quit laughing!

So sorry it happened, and know it hurt so bad, plus the scare to you, but I think your ds has to win the 'most unusual way to injure self' award!!

Sure hope he didn't have any lasting problems!

Oh we can laugh now. It was awful when it happened. He has a reputation at school now. His older brother made sure made sure everyone in high school knew what happened. He is all healed with only a scar left.

 

[fortwildernessishome]

In May of 2014 my son went to scoop up a routine ground ball at the very end of baseball practice. In the process his knee so severely went out that half of his patella was crushed (so bad it couldn't be repaired and he is missing about 1/3 of it) he tore all of the ligaments, tendons and muscles around his knee and almost severed his PCL. He has seen 6 top notch surgeons and they all say that his injuries resemble someone that was in a traumatic accident. He just had his third knee surgery right before Christmas and now has donor tissue implanted from two different people. A fourth surgery many be on the horizon.

All of that from going to scoop up a grounder, which was to be his last play after a long practice. He had been completely fine up until then!

Needless to say his life hasn't been the same since.

Mine crazy injury although not a true injury, but a broken tooth, happened while eating a bowl of ice cream while sitting on the upstairs deck of the Old Faithful Lodge waiting for Old Faithful to erupt!!! Yep, ice cream!! Lost half my tooth and was only at the beginning of a three week western National Park vacation!

 

[maxaroni]

I fractured my wrist in Barbados. I was trying to take a picture and backing up, tripped over a curb and down I went. I held onto my iphone though! I smacked my back as well. However, I just knew my wrist was fractured. I was trying to walk, with assistance, and felt faint...down I went again. We were on a tour, and the tour director arranged transportation to take me to a clinic. My wrist was fractured in 3 places and told I needed surgery. We opted to wait until we got home, but they reduced it the best they could, put on some sort of cast/brace and then we finished our vacation. Now, DH said he was "yelling", don't back up....I didn't hear a thing.

 

[PigletsPal2]

When we were packing up our house for a move, I got really involved in what I was doing and put off going to the bathroom until the very last minute. As I tore around the corner to get to the bathroom from the living room, I jammed my foot against the marble slab between the carpeted hall and the tiled bathroom and broke the three middle toes on my left foot. DH took me to the ER when he got home from work, I got the toes taped up (apparently that's all they do with broken toes) and when I got home I called my boss at home and told her I wouldn't be in for a week. I stupidly told her how it happened, and when I did return to work, I learned that "I'm going down the hall to break my toe" had become the office euphemism for "going to the bathroom." Even the Medical Division Director was using it!

Now I'm going to tattle on my DD#1. On the Friday before Mother's Day in 1975, my DD was at the babysitter's when she fell off the back of a Big Wheel (remember them?) where she was standing up, and the kid driving the Big Wheel ran over DD's left hand. She broke all the knuckles on the back of her hand and her two middle fingers. At the ER, they asked me to leave the room while they talked to DD about the accident as she was acting very nervous. Convinced that DD wasn't abused, only embarrassed about what happened, they put a cast on her from fingertips to her elbow and we went home. She went to her bedroom to rest from her ordeal, where she promptly tripped over a coat hanger she had left on the floor and fell face first into a stucco wall, scraping her face bloody from forehead to chin, with emphasis on her nose. I canceled her scheduled dental appt for the next day, not wanting to spend Mother's Day in jail. At school on Monday (she insisted on going), she accidentally played in a patch of poison ivy bordering the playground, coming home swollen like the Michelin Man! She went to school the next day covered in calamine lotion. Worst Mother's Day weekend of my life!

Queen Colleen

 

[jaiminee krikit]

Many years ago, my DH missed a stair in our house and fell. He was okay, but I constantly give him a hard time about it. I mean, how do you miss a stair in your own house. I always count the number of stairs, especially when going down them. And the stairs are carpet, but the floor is tile, so I know when I've reached the bottom. Well, last October I did the unthinkable. I was coming downstairs to go pick up my DD14 from school. We have a window that looks across the street towards the bottom of the stairs, and I was annoyed that our neighbors had left their garbage cans out for several days after garbage pick up. Then, just as I realized my foot wasn't on the tile, while I was thinking "Wait! This isn't the bottom!!" I fell. I thought I completely broke my ankle. I looked at my foot and couldn't move it, definitely didn't want to put any weight on it. So I hopped to the car to go pick my DD up. Well, I didn't elevate it so when we got home, I still couldn't put any weight on it. I googled "How to tell if ankle is sprained or broken". One of the major differences is if it's sprained you hear a pop, if it's broken you hear a crack. Well, I know I heard something but couldn't tell you what it was beyond my obscenities. I sat on the couch and iced it for awhile and by the end of the day I could limp. I sprained my ankle several years before running outside on gravel with our puppy, and the ER doctor told me sometimes sprains hurt worse than breaks. So when my ankle really really hurt, I didn't panic this time, I just iced it and waited. And yes, now my DH gives me a hard time about not knowing how to walk.

 

[BlueStarryHat]

I got a bad cut in the pool at the Polynesian, and it was all my stupid fault. Or should I say *mostly* my fault. We were in the pool, my sister and I, and my t-shirt got very tightly sucked into a hole on the side of the pool. I forget what you call it, but it really sucked my shirt in. I said something to my sister like, "hey look at this hole, look at what's happening!" That was when I decided to pull my shirt out and stick my hand over the hole, which promptly sucked in three of my fingers, cutting one badly. What a nimrod. The lifeguard got out the first aid kit, and then told me that I had to tend to the cut myself unless I wanted to go to the hospital, which I declined. I swabbed my finger and wrapped it in gauze and tape. Another lifeguard came over and told me that the hole thingie shouldn't have been on when guests were in the pool. I had to fill out a report, and they called the next day to see if I was all right, didn't offer anything not that I expected it, but when I got home I had about a zillion people tell me I should have sued Disney. I'm looking at the scar now. Fun times.

 

[Mackenzie Click-Mickelson]

When I was 4 years old I was in one of those cabbage patch doll cradles (I was very small for my age) and my sister had me on the stairs so I could you know slide down. Well she wasn't supposed to let me go completely...except she let go and then the cradle slides on the stairs and somehow I ended up hitting the first landing where the staircase railing was in just the right spot to break my elbow and the shock went up through my wrist.

So when my parents were trying to get me in the car to go to the hospital they are calling out for her (she was 7 at the time) and ended up finding her underneath the bed scared out of her mind. She claims the devil went through her and that's why she let go.

I have very little memory of the event other than being in the cradle to begin with, being in the car on the way to the hospital (don't remember the pain though) and then being at the hospital picking out a stuffed animal in the shape of a camel (still have that) while waiting to get my arm set and cast on.

 

[WorldWacky]

My mother once got deodorant in her eye. It was burning so badly, she decided to go to the doctor. He assured her it was common for people to misjudge the nozzle and spray it in the wrong direction-he saw that kind of thing all the time. Imagine his surprise when she said it was roll-on and when she looked down, she rolled it right up into her own eye!

 

[Lilacs4Me]

I have a few from myself and various family members.

Me: I was walking in front of my sister who was on roller skates. i was in 3rd grade. She started to fall and grabbed me, but accidentally pushed me forward. I went smack-down right on my face and broke my front tooth right in half. This darn thing has plagued me ever since. Caps, crowns, root canals, failed root canals, and judging from the pressure I'm starting to feel occassionally now, I'm sure I have about another $10 grand to have it removed and an implant put in. There's probably no saving it at this point. over 30 years of dealing with the darn thing, and it wasn't even ME on the skates!

Me: Broke the heck out of my ankle when I was carrying DD down a 3-step landing when she was 9 months old. I turned back to grab something on the shelf, forgot and thought I was already on the last step, and stepped out instead of down. Saved the baby, sacrificed the ankle. There's always that "split-second" before the pain really sets in where all you can think is "I'm OK....I'm OK...." then "Nope. I'm not OK!" I was on crutches for 2 months, trying to take care of a baby and a 4 year old. Not fun!

DH: Broke his ankle so badly he needed surgery to put a plate and screws in it when he was running across a parking lot with icy patches at his work. His important Mission? To get donuts for everyone from the bakery next door. LOL His foot started sliding on the ice, then stopped and buckled with all of his weight once it hit a dry spot. He heard it crack and everything. It took months to heal, and he had to go to PT for a long time to learn to walk again.

My dad: threw his back out stepping out of the shower, landed on the floor, and gave himself a concussion hitting his head on the way down. Oy! I was about 8 years old at the time, and still remember his painful yell!

My Aunt: gave herself a bloody nose and black eyes when she threw up the bear blanket my uncle had made of out of a bear he got while hunting one year. Up went the blanket, and down came the bears face, right on her nose.

My DS16: We were relaxing at a lakehouse when he was about 7 or 8 and my sister's in-laws were there too. Her niece was fooling around with child's fishing pole, cast it backward and hooked DS16 right in the leg. So disgusting trying to get that bloody thing out of him! Sigh. And the craziest thing was, the 7 year old girl who did it to him screamed louder and longer and more hysterically than DS did, and HE was the one with a fishhook stuck in his leg!

My sister: we were all camping last summer together, and were on our way to a river-tubing excursion. We all pulled out and were following each other to the site. All the sudden my sister and her husband pull up, the kids get out of their car (they are 8 and 3) and into my other sister's car, and they take off. Turns out, my sister stopped at the little outhouse bathroom near our campsites on the way out of the campground, and stepped off the step to get into the bathroom, and slipped. She tried to catch herself but instead ended up breaking BOTH ankles. She literally broke both of her ankles while tent-camping, 3 hours from her house, in the middle of nowhere an hour away from the nearest hospital, coming out of an outhouse. Thank goodness she was with her 4 sisters! She decided she didn't want to go home early, so they stayed the rest of the week and we took good care of her the rest of the time we were there, and helped her with the kids. I felt so bad for her!

 

[stm61]

My son the Boy Scout was stabbing his knife into a piece of cardboard. He somehow forgot the box was sitting on top of a blanket that was over his leg. For some reason he stabbed it into the cardboard really hard so it went through the cardboard and through the blanket and an inch into his leg. At least this is the story he told us when he came limping into our bedroom at 10:30 at night. That was fun explaining to the emergency room staff. It also was right by his knee on the inside of his leg. So he had to sit out leg work in PE, and miss out on several weeks of ski club. It cost us $330 in copays. Thank goodness we have insurance because the total bill was outrageous!

My husband the master carpenter, who'd been a carpenter for 20+ years at the time, was sitting on a roof cutting shingles with a knife. To close the knife he'd bang it against a shingle. He somehow forgot to put a shingle down and hit the top of his leg. Buried the knife, which was covered with tar and pieces of shingles, in the muscle on top of his thigh and had to pull it out. His boss called me to come claim him and drag him to the ER. Then he cussed out the ER Dr. who was trying to fish out the pieces of tar and shingle, because he would only let them give him one shot to numb the area. So he had to sit out a week's worth of work, got it infected because he didn't take the antibiotics, and I got to explain to my commander that sometimes my husband just has no common sense. I don't even want to think about the co-pay on that one because he refused to file it through Workman's Comp, because he said it was his own stupid fault for doing it.

 

[willowsnn3]

My mother once got deodorant in her eye. It was burning so badly, she decided to go to the doctor. He assured her it was common for people to misjudge the nozzle and spray it in the wrong direction-he saw that kind of thing all the time. Imagine his surprise when she said it was roll-on and when she looked down, she rolled it right up into her own eye!

Oh my! That is hilarious

 

[Bianca and Bernard]

I fractured one ankle and twisted the other walking in a pair of wedges. No more wedges for me...I can manage walking on needle thin 5" heels, but 2" wedges are bad for me.

DD#2 fell while doing a run during flag rehearsals, and scraped up her face and shoulder. She claims she tripped over a flag, but there were none in the area.

Same DD twisted her ankle, while dancing to the school band in the stands. She was only moving her upper body at the time.

I've walked into walls, rolled over and kicked the wall in my sleep, and broken many toes kicking the bed frame. The worst injury came when I was trying to get in bed. See, I'm really short, and my bed is really tall; it hits me about the top of my hips. I was jumping up, trying to land on the bed, and I missed the bed completely. Dislocated my knee and twisted the above mentioned fractured ankle.

I've had two concussions from...um, overactive acrobatics on a wood framed waterbed (with no side rails).

I sprayed myself with "red pepper spray" once. It was very very painful.

DH was cutting peppers for chili and then went to the restroom. Yeah, he had to sit in the bathroom with a glass of milk for a little while.

 

[willowsnn3]

Ok, so when I was a small child, I decided I was going to smoke a cigarette. So my pretend cigarette was a straw and the pretend match was a straight pin.....straw/cigarette in mouth...bring pin/match up to light up and sucked that little pin right down the straw and swallowed it. Had to go have xrays to see where the pin was. Doctor said if it was in the wrong spot and I coughed it could come up and puncture a lung. Passed it on thru a couple days later....

As an adult: I was putting some heavy glass bottles in a box to be recycled. We had a small storage area off the kitchen with a sealed smooth concrete floor. The box was pretty heavy so I slid it over to the door to the storage room, bent over and gave it a shove so it wouldn't be in doorway...only thing is, there was an old door propped against the opposite wall and that heavy box hit the bottom of that door pretty hard and just as I was standing back up the door fell forward and hit me right across the nose knocking my glasses off. Stunned me pretty bad and I staggered into the living room and fell across the sofa and stayed there til things came back into focus, lol. Nothing was broken but by the next morning I had two black eyes. Was not a pretty sight and kinda hard to explain, lol.

 

[AuntieMe3]

Paper cut on my eyeball....

 

[MSPeeler]

My husband was once doing handstands with our daughter and accidentally kicked our dog in the mouth on his way "up", her tooth went through my his foot and he had to have stitches. Our dog has some strong teeth, because she was just fine! No bleeding, not loose and didn't bruise or anything! He on the other hand hasn't done a handstand since LOL

 

[MSPeeler]

Paper cut on my eyeball....

THIS HAPPENED TO ME AT PLANET HOLLYWOOD LAST WEEK!!!! No kidding, my 2 yr old picked up the kids menu and slung it at me and WHAM, right in my eye, nothing you can do for that but good grief that is the most pain I've felt on my face, EVER.

 

[WorldWacky]

Paper cut on my eyeball....

Mom...is that you again?

 

[superme80]

I was walking into the kitchen without my glasses. My child runs ahead of me, slams over my toe and pushes me into the bookcase where it went right between my toes. It was swollen and bruised for nearly 2 weeks.

 

[AuntieMe3]

My husband was once doing handstands with our daughter and accidentally kicked our dog in the mouth on his way "up", her tooth went through my his foot and he had to have stitches. Our dog has some strong teeth, because she was just fine! No bleeding, not loose and didn't bruise or anything! He on the other hand hasn't done a handstand since LOL

My husband had almost the same thing happen to him...but he was skateboarding and the puppy didn't like it so he was biting at his pant leg...my husband went to swat him away and the puppy bit his hand instead of his jeans. The puppies tooth got stuck in my husbands hand. We had to go to urgent care and my husband had to get stitches and a tetanus shot. Haha

 

[AuntieMe3]

THIS HAPPENED TO ME AT PLANET HOLLYWOOD LAST WEEK!!!! No kidding, my 2 yr old picked up the kids menu and slung it at me and WHAM, right in my eye, nothing you can do for that but good grief that is the most pain I've felt on my face, EVER.

OMG it was awful! I was asked last minute to sign something for my daughter as we waited for her friend to come out to the car. As I went to hand it back to her, somehow it got in my eye....Ack!! It was terrible!! I still had to drive them to school after so i just kept my eye covered with one hand. It felt just like getting a papercut on you hand except on your eye....*shudder* I still get the chills thinking about it. LOL