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Have you ever injured yourself????broken bones welcome here!!

well thankfully I have never broke any bones but I have had my share of boo boos
Dont remember the age i was but ....

I have had my finger slammed in a dishwasher and had 18 stiches ( broke a blood vessel in the finger )

I was sitting on an outside table ( barefoot ) jumped down onto a fence stake in the ground sliced my foot had stiches spent the whole summer inside that sucked

sprained my ankle severel times - my wrist severel times

I got the bright idea to walk my huge dog on the frozen water and have him pull me fell and hit my head spent the next two days in the hosptial

I have a torn ACL legement ( sp ) in my knee that is taking forever to heal going on a year now.



Julie
 
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This is a bit off topic, but...this reply reminded me,

I breastfed both of my kids for a long time (son, 2 yrs., daughter 16 months) and didn't start them on solid food till age 9 months. My daughter had a habit of humming while she nursed...like, mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Once when she had just started to crawl we lost track of her in the house, hubby thought she was with me, I thought with him. After searching frantically for a few minutes we heard her....mmmmmmmmmm. She was in the cat little box having a feast! We took turns scooping her mouth out and puking! Called the pediatrician. He said cat poop wouldn't hurt her, that he could always worm her later
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but he wasn't sure about the scented cat litter. Told us to call poison control. Told the whole ugly story to poison control. They said cat litter wouldn't hurt her, but they weren't sure about the cat poop.
I told this story to every single boy that came to date her in her teens. She's 21 now and she still hums when she is really enjoying what she's eating; but at least she's learned not to do it with company or when dining out.
P.S. She didn't get worms.
 
Wow carugoman you should have gotten a couple of Purple Hearts!!! I appreciate what you went through for our country.

I'm glad you have your new wife, farm and chickens.

jackie
 
I had never broken any bones until right before my 35th birthday. We were in a car accident. I was in the front passenger seat and had dozed off. An elderly gentleman pulled in front of us and my husband swore. I woke up and threw out my right hand just as the air bag went off. We plowed into the side of the guy's car. It broke both bones in my arm just below my wrist. I still have some nerve damage under my thumb going into my wrist. The other guy wasn't wearing his seat belt and slid across the seat, breaking his hip and hitting his head on the windshield. The accident was his fault.
 
I can't believe I forgot this one!!

Caity, my youngest, has been a hoarder since she could crawl and she would always hide everything under her pillow. And she was a DIFFICULT child. One particularly trying day, I sent her to her room when she was about 2. I hear her laughing in there and go to investigate. She is BUTT NAKED and..COVERED... from head to toe in butter. It was in her ears and every other orifice she has. I charge toward her and she runs....

Picture.... greased pig games.

I was so mad when I finally caught her and scrubbed all the butter off her and sent her to bed. I was at my wits end and remembered a friend had left a beer in the fridge. Not being a drinker and not having a bottle opener I used a hammer and it slipped up toward my face and hit me square in the eye and broke my cheek bone and right beneath my eyebrow. You would not believe the shiner I got.

Then Caity wound up with an ear infection from butter in her ear so we are in the Dr.s, me with my shiner and her all greasy and nasty, trying to convince him not to call CPS.
 
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Next time you need a beer do what I do. Use a street sign. I swear they work! Just take the cap and put it on the side of the metal post. Slightly pull and it will open the beer
 
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Wow carugoman you should have gotten a couple of Purple Hearts!!! I appreciate what you went through for our country.

Just in case you didn't know or that I was being glib: the "Wrong Place-Wrong Time" medal is an euphism for the Purple Heart;of which I was awarded twice. I guess that I should be proud to wear those two medals,along with the other 23 that I had earned during my career,but somehow it seems to cheapen the memory of the fallen comrades that I remember every night in my prayers and in my nightmares.

I'm glad you have your new wife, farm and chickens.

jackie

I appreciate that...BYC people are great. I have learned many things in the short period of time that I have been here. BYC keeps me grounded

All y'all take care!​
 

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