Now here’s a thread we can all sink our teeth into (those with teeth remaining). I feel for ya’ fdd2blk. This could be a fantastic “woe is me” thread

At 3 I ran and tripped into a fireplace being built splitting my forehead wide requiring 37 stitches and to this day have the equivalent of a half of a golf ball sized scar protruding from my cranium. 1 month hospitalization, 3 years in and out for rebuilding

At 5 I guess I thought I could swim and jumped off a wharf (make your jokes now) woke up in the ER. I still have the trunks.

At 10 I was in the backseat (seatbelts weren’t mandatory then) and thrown into the windshield at 50kms/ the impact started internal bleeding leading to more hospital time.

At 11 I was backed over by a neighbor in a hurry to leave her driveway. The list of injuries too numerous to mention. 2 weeks hospital

At 13 hit by a Cadillac doing 80km and thrown 30 yards into the side of a house, bounced off and remember the tail end of another 2 1/2 week hospitalization

At 14 I took a 2 storey fall from my neighbor’s roof while I was “helping” them shingle. – More hospital time for a slipped disc and a fractured ankle.

At 17 I was run over by a garbage truck while motorcycling and dragged 1/3 of a city block. The pressure created by the bike frame released and projected my body from between it into a cast iron fence that lined the nearby sidewalk. Extended hospitalization with the added bonus of 2 years rehab to walk properly again.

At 19, an ex was unimpressed with my late hours at work and took it upon herself to let this be known in a very unique way. A 2 ½ foot length of rebar perpendicular to the spine after getting off to a running start. Wee woo wee woo wee woo, ambulance time again. A tenuous heal of the fracture to this day.

At 20 I was working with a family member in the woods and it was suggested that I be ballast atop a 60 foot tree. My job was to lean the tree in a specific direction while the chainsaw cut below. Once it was well on its way in the right direction, it was to be tied and I would climb down. Needless to say, it fell to the ground way before we got to the tied down portion with me at the top, still maintaining my position as “ballast” I was lucky with that one, fractured ribs and a dislocated shoulder were the full extent of the damages and only one night for observation in the hospital.

At 22 I’d my ex’s new beau come at me with a knife, jealousy thing I guess, I sidestepped to avoid the lunge but as he fell he caught the inside of my left knee severing a little bit of everything. It still aches when it rains.

I could go on, but I digress, someone else’s turn.

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