...stories of injuries to various parts of your bodies. The most interesting or painful, of course.

When I was in eighth grade (and on up until I quit in high school) I was a starting guard for my school's basketball teams. Playing sports causes anyone little dings and bruises and bangs, but some fare worse than others. This particular year, we played against Green County. Now, this team had several large, evil looking females who were obviously taking steroids. At 5'6", I was, sadly enough, the tallest girl on our team. Naturally, I got listed at 5'9", though.

Anyhow, there was a jump ball situation at mid-court. I was down on the floor, and I had a death grip on the basketball. I was awaiting the arrival of someone on my own team who was open. We were out of time outs, of course. Then, I see this very large chick leap into the air, I was trying to devise a plan to cause the most pain to her when she landed, but it was too late. She landed directly on my right foot. Let's keep in mind, it as pointless to pounce someone's foot.

I managed to throw the ball to a teammate, and then my world went black briefly as I cursed at the girl on my foot. I think my words were something like, "You retarded bitch, get OFF." Anyhow, she scrambled up and down the court, and I scraped myself off the floor. I thought to run, but then a sheering pain shot through my right foot. So, I hopped on my left foot, all the way to my bench and said, "I have to get out, now."

It all resulted in a torn tendon, and my sitting out the remainder of my eighth grade year.



As for another story, back when I was a meat-eater, my favorite thing to have was chicken breast. Usually breaded, with spaghetti sauce poured over top of it. We had leftover chicken one day, and I heated up the little chunks in the microwave.

I was in a hurry to get some food in my system because I had N. on the yahoo messenger ready to speak. I popped a piece in my mouth as I was walking to my computer, and then... a huge POP! I thought most certainly I had just been shot in the head from the kitchen window.

Then, I realized I had apparently not, and I put two and two together. The chicken exploded in my mouth...

This resulted in my being unable to eat properly for a couple of weeks.
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No interesting stories here. All my injuries occurred while playing sports.

Edit: typo
[Edited 7/30/05 20:21pm]

fractured my elbow speed skating @ 13

3rd degree burn on the roof of my mouth from a hotdog at a journey concert @ 16

a kidney stone bout 2 months ago

When I was about 12, maybe, I was playing a game called "Headlight Tag" with my cousin Victor...basically, you try to avoid having the oncoming headlights of cars illuminate your body as they come around the corner at his apartment complex. Yeah, I know, we were bored. Anyway, I was walking across the road around a wooded area, when suddenly a pair of headlights appeared to be coming around the bend...my cousin ran back to one side of the street, laughing, and I ran to the other side which was full of trees, and did this stupid diving maneuver to avoid being "tagged" by the car's headlights. All I know is that once my left hand landed on the ground as I was diving, I felt a shart pain on the side of it right below my pinky.

After the car passed, I got up, holding my left hand with my right...my cousin asked me what was the matter, and I said something like "Oh, I think I cut my hand or something", said it really calm like. Since it was dark, we walk over to a lamppost on the sidewalk, and I took my right hand away from my left one. My right hand was just covered with blood, which kinda freaked me out. Then I looked at my left hand. There was a huge gash on the side of my hand, and the inside muscle of my hand was hanging out about an inch.

I immediately screamed and freaked out like a mf.

Ended up at the emergency room, where I had to get a shot right into the gash where the muscle was (that hurt beyond belief), but it numbed me...then they put the muscle back inside my hand...then put several thousand stitches in my hand.

Fun, huh?

2 years ago at the Police Academy they decided to make us go inside during our Physical Training because it was raining. They didn't want us to hurt ourselves while running. They made us play this stupid ass dodge ball type game where we had to throw this 20 ball at each other and we were supposed to catch it. There was 3 of us left on each side, out of 35. They threw the ball at me and I caught it awkwardly, I rested my arm on my knee (stupid ass). All I heard was a snap.IT HURT SO FUCKING BAD!!!!! I had never broken anything in my body. The seargent didn't believe me so I had to continue playing. OUCH!!! I eventually said "I'm sorry I can't." Right after I was out of the game a guy got clocked in the face. There was blood everywhere. They decided to stop the game. Thanks.

All I broke was my Ulna. It really hurt and now whenever I think of broken bones it starts hurting.

Who has ever had a cast? Isn't that just the greatest smell in the world. How 'bout that itching? Wooooo. I swear the first time I got a wire hanger to scratch in the cast I literally had an orgasm. LITERALLY.


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MIGUELGOMEZ said:

now what had the cast on it ?

Mach said:

DOH!!!!!


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None... knock on wood!

CynthiasSocks said:

Don't touch my wood, ya pervert!

CynthiasSocks said:

No postcards yet??

Nero said:

Girl ya know I'be been busy! I'll swing by tomorrow for sure! And thanks!

JoeyMFinCoco said:

Then don't show hard!

JoeyMFinCoco said:

"You better knock knock knock on wood, woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo baby!!!!"

....how gay is this post.....


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MIGUELGOMEZ said: