What was the worst injury you've had?

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When I was a kid I accidentally shut the car door on my thumb, and it locked. I had just been humiliated in a wrestling match in front of my family, so I was probably an exceptional headspace.

Thumb was blue for about a year. It looked dead.
 
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When I was a wee lad, I once fell while running around outside and scraped both of my knees.
Also, a couple of years back I hit some fucking corner with my bare foot and got a bleeding wound next to my little toe. It wasn't as deep as I initially thought and it healed pretty fucking quickly, You can barely see the scar now
Both of these aren't anything major, but I felt like sharing the stories anyway
 
I'm lucky enough to have gone through life so far without having any major injury.

But did you knock on wood, before saying something like that?

No?
Well.....

Good luck with your continued intactivity, and let us know how it ends!

Haven't had any major accidents. Cracked my chin open as a kid, and I think that was the most painful. Not just the fucking around that caused it, but I swear the needle the urgent care used to put a local anesthetic in was the biggest damn thing I've ever seen. That hurt worse than the actual injury.

You're gonna need a cane.
 
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Dislocated my right knee multiple times due to some structural issue. My patellas are the wrong shape so they tend to slide out.

It was really bad too. My knee was on the side of my leg and wouldn't go back in. Excruciating pain. I wanted to die. And this would happen a lot. I had surgery and physical therapy. I had to use a cane and a brace for awhile. Muh disability!

But it seems to have sorted itself out. I opted for more physical therapy since the surgery thy wanted to try next was pretty nasty. And so far it has worked out ok.

The first time I got surgery they said they could fix the issue with an osteotomy. Essentially they wanted to smack my knees then reset them. I was 18 at the time and they said I had the knees of an 80 year old man. But they did the arthroscopy and unless it gets really bad in the future I don't think I will get more surgery. Although sometimes I think maybe resetting my knees may have been a good idea since my legs hurt more then they should sometimes.
 
While doing FAC training I had a ~35ish ft fall out of a hovering CH-46 while fast roping after suffering a harness failure with about 60lbs of gear and my M4 were strapped to me (the harness threw my pack way right, it got a bit of push from the rotorwash and yanked my ass down). Tumbled backward but hit the ground feet first. Broke my left knee in 2 places, spiral hairline fractures in both tibias and a broken ankle on the right foot. No spinal, head or hip trauma though. Even managed to walk 3 steps after getting up and then collapsed and chipped a tooth when I hit the ground.

About 3 months in a wheel chair, another few on crutches and then I medicalled out after losing my flight status (the bigger injury imo)
 
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Almost broke my neck in a car crash some years ago... The lady in front of us hard braked when we tried to get into the highway and about five cars crashed behind hers, including ours.

I passed out and woke up in a cheap hospital bed. Everyone else was fine, thank God, but i ended wearing one of those uncomfortable neck protecting things for a couple months.

What grinds my balls is that the chick that caused the accident drove away with her car scratch free.

Bonus incident when i drowned in a pool one time when i was a small child. Maybe drowning isn't the correct word but i ran out of air while sinking underwater, luckily there were tons of people around.

I saw the weirdest stuff too before waking up, probably from the water getting to my head or something.
 
When I was 10 I was trying to climb the peer from the water, I slipped and a barnacle took a chunk of meat from my leg. I had this deep gash for a month or so and always bled when putting pressure walking.
 
When I was about 10 I got stabbed through the upper lip with the soil spear end of a cricket stump. I may have had more painful injuries than that over the years but none of them involved anywhere near as much blood. It went fucking everywhere.
 
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Vic Mignogna hugged me.

Nah but for reals, I was roller skating, ate shit and broke my tib and fib. It was the first time I’d ever broken bones. Since the hospital didn’t give me pain meds (just an rx and no 24 hr pharmacies in my area) so I spent the next day scream-crying in bed.
 
When I was two or three I thought it would be a grand idea to run down the hall with a chopstick in my mouth. I tripped and ended up puncturing the roof of my mouth with it when I fell. I don't remember anything about this incident actually, but to this day I have a little divot in the roof of my mouth. I can feel it with my tongue and if I were to tilt my head back with my mouth open you can see where it is.

When I was in Kindergarten I saw an episode of the Winnie the Pooh cartoon where they all put on like, tree costumes or something and scared Tigger with them. That also looked like a grand idea, so to scare my dad I tried to do the same thing but instead of a tree costume I put a pillowcase over my head. So there I went, running down the hall with a pillowcase on my head. (You may notice a pattern here.) I didn't see my mom inthe living room putting things into a plastic container, which I immedietly tripped on and landed straight into the already-broken and quite sharp plastic. It took me a minute or so to notice my knee felt wet, which is when I discovered that I got a pretty nasty gash in my knee and was bleeding. My parents tried to take care of it with just bandages but in hindsight they wished that they had just taken me to get stitches since it opened up a few times. I remember it opening towards the end of the school day and I tried to hide it, but during the after school program I went to it opened again and some dumb bitch loudly pointed it out. That ended up being ok, becasue after a counselor patched me back up I got a rice krispy treat. I still have a white scar on my right knee.
 
When I was 10 I was trying to climb the peer from the water, I slipped and a barnacle took a chunk of meat from my leg. I had this deep gash for a month or so and always bled when putting pressure walking.

Those nasty marine-wounds always seem to take forever in healing.

I've painfully encountered barnacles & coral enough, that whenever Hanks lands on some in Castaway, it kinda hurts me too.

When I was about the same age, my family had moved from the U.P. down to Florida, and one of the first things we did was take the 25ft cruiser out for some fishing. At some point, my stepdad caught a massive channelcat; it was causing quite a mess when he landed it, so he planted his boot hard, directly behind its head..... Or so he'd planned.

See, up in the cold deep freshwater & shallow, fast rivers, fish normally don't have the kind of dorsal spines that can pierce a boot; and if they do, you can see 'em.

So that catfish, while thrashing around flat on the wood deck, had it's spines laid flat & retracted; but it must've seen the shadow, felt the increased tension, and wiggled forward enough so that his stomp missed. He'd had the rod in one hand, trying to control the line & fish with the other.

It happened in a flash; down came the boot, and then I distinctly remember seeing at least two spines exit the top of his foot.

The hysteria (thanks Mom!), activity, and swearing that followed was pretty instructive, along with the fact that saltwater fish aren't to be fucked with, and the only way to immediately kill a catfish is with a machete.
 
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Those nasty marine-wounds always seem to take forever in healing.

I've painfully encountered barnacles & coral enough, that whenever Hanks lands on some in Castaway, it kinda hurts me too.

When I was about the same age, my family had moved from the U.P. down to Florida, and one of the first things we did was take the 25ft cruiser out for some fishing. At some point, my stepdad caught a massive channelcat; it was causing quite a mess when he landed it, so he planted his boot hard, directly behind its head..... Or so he'd planned.

See, up in the cold deep freshwater & shallow, fast rivers, fish normally don't have the kind of dorsal spines that can pierce a boot; and if they do, you can see 'em.

So that catfish, while thrashing around flat on the wood deck, had it's spines laid flat & retracted; but it must've seen the shadow, felt the increased tension, and wiggled forward enough so that his stomp missed. He'd had the rod in one hand, trying to control the line & fish with the other.

It happened in a flash; down came the boot, and then I distinctly remember seeing at least two spines exit the top of his foot.

The hysteria (thanks Mom!), activity, and swearing that followed was pretty instructive, along with the fact that saltwater fish aren't to be fucked with, and the only way to immediately kill a catfish is with a machete.
I swam in Guam, which has these round corals close to the coast. They felt pretty smooth when I just ran a hand over them, or bumped my leg against one (they were everywhere), until I got out of the water and realized my hands, arms, legs, and feet looked like I had shoved them in a basket of glass shards. They weren't deep cuts, just like a hundred little papercuts all over. I was surprised they didn't sting until I noticed them, given the salt water and all.
 
One time a faggot coworker of mine used a bolt cutter to remove my lockout (anyone that knows what I mean here is probably screaming WTF right now) on a three phase! Discharged out my left elbow. The skin on my left arm isn't quite the same anymore and it still doesn't grow hair correctly, but I lived. My elbow also clicks during cold months now. Not sure about that one...

Got the rest of the week off with pay so I guess it wasn't so bad.
 
One time a faggot coworker of mine used a bolt cutter to remove my lockout (anyone that knows what I mean here is probably screaming WTF right now) on a three phase! Discharged out my left elbow. The skin on my left arm isn't quite the same anymore and it still doesn't grow hair correctly, but I lived. My elbow also clicks during cold months now. Not sure about that one...

Got the rest of the week off with pay so I guess it wasn't so bad.
Dear god, what voltage? I knew a guy with a similar injury, but he opened the wrong panel (the one next to it was de-energized, that one wasn't) and had 4160V go through the cleaning rag he flicked in, down his arm and out his elbow.

At least you kept the arm? I'm sure you've seen the electrical safety pics of "day of, three days after, week after, two weeks after, amputation" that everybody who works with electricity gets traumatized by.
 
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