At the age of 2 or 3, I tripped over my mom's legs as she was cleaning the bathtub. Split my bottom lip open against the tub.

In 8th grade, I was washing dishes at school (they rotated four 8th graders each week to help with cafeteria cleanup), stuck my hand in the water to grab the next tray, and felt something rip the back of my hand open. Here some kid had broken his plastic tray and hid it in with the rest of the trays. I was like and started applying direct pressure right away. Fortunately it didn't bleed much, but it was kinda cool to see the tendons and bones through a hole in my hand.

retina said:

I have NO room to talk. My childhood was TAME in comparison to most. Especially after I got my first Nintendo.


Christ on a unicycle. Your doctors would hate me. I'd be cursing them during that heinous butchering process at the very least. Ever had a throat culture when you've got throat pain? I once nearly bruised a nurse's wrist. She was just going at my throat with that thing like she was digging for gold. I yanked her wrist and held onto it tighter and tighter, looking at her without saying a word. It was inappropriate, but I was in no mood for offering any more than she'd already taken.

retina said:

Right in the stomach, at work. It was the day after the August Prince show in '98, and I was wearing one of the t-shirts I'd gotten at the show. The ER staff were about to cut it off me but when I saw the scissors I was like and they had to pull it off me with me screaming my lungs off - when it was finally off I remember saying "that expensive, it was worth it"



Actually it was ALL

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Teacher said:

OUCH!
You're lucky you even survived!

ouch!!!!! sorry to hear you got hurt hun

EverSoulicious said:

You mean me? Thanks, I'm okay. It's just annoying when clumsiness has such a messy outcome that's all, lol.

retina said:

yes I mean you and I am clumsy too I fell down my stairs last winter and hyper extended my knee

I got my chin split open when I was little, no idea how many stitches then

c-section - tons of stitches

episiotomy

2nd degree tear to perineum ouch!!!!

retina said:

Too many to mention but the easy way to deal with those mate is superglue, that is what it was invented for and it works a treat

mdiver said:

my auntie sliced the top of her index finger off chopping vegies and she stuck it back on with sticky tape, hardly a scar.

ZombieKitten said:

Its amazing what you can get away with a few months ago i sliced the top off my finger on a can, yelped like a bitch and superglued it back on.....blood everywhere and it wouldnt stop bleeding so i went to a dentist mate and he threw some stitches in and we superglued the rest

mdiver said:

I used to wonder if Araldyte was any good!

ZombieKitten said:

No..it takes too long to set and its too thick!

mdiver said:

I was fascinated with the 2 tubes thing!

ZombieKitten said:

that makes it hard to mix when you have a cut hand too

mdiver said:

well I never considered it before for human things

ZombieKitten said:

The stickiest thing in the world is a cornflake and milk, i mean that shit is hard to get off when its dry

mdiver said:

I heard it was eggs

ZombieKitten said:

Then they were lying

When i was around four yrs old I was looked after by a neighbour and I went to the loo, On the way back I fell down the stairs and my head hit the side of old fashion pram - 4 stitches to my forhead I was lucky to grow my hair over it untill my hair fell out!!

at 20 I found out that a piece of cartalidge (sp) was still growing above my knee and had to be removed. - 6 stitches.

dog bite to my insided part of my arm by my elbow 7 stitches

and 20 staples to my back when they removed a disc for pain relieve told the odds was 70/30 i would end up in a wheelchair and after a yr of constant pain i said do it. licky i fell into the 30%

I've had stitches twice - firstly, to a slight cut above my right eyebrow. I have a scar there now. The second time was to my left hand - I have a scar there as well. I walked throuh a sheet glass bakery door, on holiday in Athens - and, no, I wasn't drunk.

So twice.

Many times, since I was a major tomboy and dare devil with I was a kid. I just never learned.

Counting in all, times, all before the age of ten. Plus a minor concusion and tons of scars from crashing on my dirt bike.



Do you have to go back to get them removed or do they disolve?

Oh and wisdom teeth, oh yeah...
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hokie1 said:

That's it! We're over!

EverSoulicious said:

Aww. Hope it feels better these days.

onenitealone said:

You were just really really really eager to buy cinnamon buns?

FreeSpirit said:

You seem to have gotten all of that out of your system now.



I'll probably remove them myself.

Thanks for the hug Julie. Here's one for you too.

i have stitches on my chin from when i was little and i tried to ride a tricycle down some stairs.

heybaby said:

Oh no!

Weeeee! *Ka-chunk!* *Boom!* *Bang!* Ow!

Poor thing. Let me kiss your boo boo.

retina said:

Thanks.

No - no buns were involved.

The first time happened because I got punched in the face. The bakery incident... it was one of the weirdest experiences of my life. I'd already fallen off a motorbike that holiday - a few of us were staying in the north of Greece - so when I said I was travelling down to Athens with this one other person (it had always been a dream of mine to visit), everyone was, like. 'Oh Christ'. I assured them that I would come back safe and sound.

The resort we'd been staying in was nice - but very family orientated. Not much nightlife. I hadn't long come 'out' and my first thoughts were: 1. Athens, 2. Capital city of Greece = nightlife, 3. Gay bars. So we arrived after about a ten hour journey by bus, found a hostel, got dressed up to the max - I was ready to party - and went out for the night.

Literally a minute around the corner from the hostel, I was gasping for a drink and saw this Coke machine inside a bakery. So I turned round, went to walk inside and went CRASHING through this sheet glass window. It was so transparent, you literally couldn't see it.

I was totally dazed and confused. Next thing I know, this old Greek baker - looking at me like this - rushes over, takes me out the back and starts squirting some liquid thing (antisceptic?) over my hand. This is after a group of local kids saw what happened, ran over, burst into laughter and an old woman passing by stopped and started muttering to herself and doing the sign of the cross. I didn't know what the hell was happening. I got rushed to casualty in the most hilariously archaic ambulance and had stitches put in. No-one could speak a word of English, except for the doctor and all he kept saying was "Does it hurt? Does it hurt?". The nurses were all laughing to themselves in the background. They probably thought "Drunken British pisshead". I hadn't had a drop of alcohol - not yet, anyway.

The next day I travelled back to the resort we were originally staying at and you can imagine my friends' reaction when I turned up with my hand in bandages...

Every holiday I go on, there's usually some complete disaster.


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retina said:

I'll probably remove them myself.

Thanks for the hug Julie. Here's one for you too. [/quote]

It tickles when they slide through the skin. Like a feather. Then you might have the urge to itch. Let me know.

I like you.