The only injury i got as a child was going head over heels on my roller skates and fracturing my wrist. My teacher in school had no sympathy and still made me write with my left hand even though im right handed and couldnt do it. Evil woman.
Louise xx
Perhaps i was just a clumsy child and shouldnt go outsde anymore?
Well as I've mentioned before I have dyspraxia - this wasn't picked up early and I suffered so many 'injuries' the hospital contacted social services.
To date...
Severely lacerating my foot - required stitches. (Run barefoot over a empty coke can that had been mangled by a ride on lawnmower.)
Broken arm in two places. (Doing gymnastics in my best friends back garden.)
Fractured big toe. (A fight with a girl called Jeanette up the local football field.)
Broken index finger. (Playing pretend sword fights with some wooden dowling.)
Broken wrist. (Going too high on a swing and falling off.)
Suspected skull fracture - but I was 'ok'. (County hockey match - her hockey v's stick my head!)
Fractured knee cap. (Off road mountain biking.)
Broken 3 ribs and chipped another. (Being too lazy to swim to the ladder at the local pool and slipping as I tried to climb out.)
Cut open head and burns to my arms. (Rescuing an injured Starling - I cut my head open on a trelis and my arms got covered in a pollen from the plant called 'Rue' which burns the skin when it comes into contact with sunlight - I didn't know this until the following day.)
Think that's enough for now...
I've also been shot (air rifle) not much of an injury though
I was in my 20's when the GP sent me off for an x-ray of my foot (I had a strange lump, which eventually went away again on it’s own). But it was at this time when a doctor mentioned seeing the signs of an old fracture in my ankle.
Great - that will be from when I was about 10 years old and after falling off of my bike had a foot the size of a Halloween pumpkin (minus the scary face calved into it). My dad however decided 30 minutes foot dunking (between 1 bucket of cold water and one bucket of hot water) and a length of tubi-grip would be sufficient treatment for the injury. Oh and no such thing as pain relief - they didn't believe in taking pills for this, that and the other, so we didn't even have aspirin/paracetamol in the house.
I had so many accidental injuries but nothing as bad as the riding crop whip marks my step dad gave me on a weekly basis
i stepped on a rake and had a black eye, was spreading straw under a calf and he kicked me, touched a freshly creosoted fence and went to the loo without washing hands first, and was helping mum make pickled onions, put some dried chilly in my mouth and couldnt stop the burning. Hahaha, Grandparents moved house so mum went to make curtians, i thought i could help by turning the pulley on the sewing machine and got my hand mangled by the belt.
made a tree house and fell through the floor, jumped off a tractor to open a gate, didnt bother putting the brake on and couldnt open the gate quick enough, had to side step before getting crushed.
fell trough an asbestos roof, got butted by an angry ewe and many more
Wouldnt change it for the world, best up bringing I could have had, except for the step dad
when i was younger my dad used to have some purple stuff i think it was called "junction violet" and it went on everything from a small cut, hole from rusty nail to dog bites!!
has anyone else heard of it??
Gentian violet.
Yes my nan used to keep a bottle in the cupboard for emergencies like burns etc.
However it is also used by the Forensic Science Service when trying to lift finger-prints from certain materials.
Goodness! You lot are a danger to yourselves. :-)
I managed to get through my childhood relatively unscathed (goody goody twoshoes) although I did hit my sister in the head with an axe...
haha i just remembered about when my brother the fast bowler bowled a cricket ball into hand.....my thumb nail went black, bled like crazy and came off a few minutes later, took ages for that to heal
I still maintain it wasn't my fault.
If my sister hadn't been standing quite so close, if my mum hadn't shouted at us, making me turn round with the axe on my shoulder, bloodshed would have been avoided.
Anyway, it was only a flesh wound. And she got smarties to cheer her up.
my brother did try to hack my bedroom door down with an axe once, very funny story involving the movie The Exocist :shock:
I was exrtremely distressed at the time and it still upsets me to think about it now, but when I was a 14 I accidentally cut my sisters finger off. :cry:
Luckily they glued it back on, but you can tell it's not 'normal'.
Also my Dad made the mistake of letting my 12 year old brother loose with a petrol powered lawn mower. He was only wearing wellies and ran over his foot, he chopped all the toes of on his right foot except his big toe. Bless him.
Ali, I have a present for you!
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