Injury :( - Page 2

lol. back in the early 60s I was earning my stripes in the racing biz, at
ascot park in Gardina Ca. racing figure eights. midseasion championships. saturday was qualifying races, bad crash when this other fool wouldnt stop and let me through the cross soooooo, any way broke my left arm and left foot. but managed to qualify for the Sunday championships. got to the track sun with back up car. theyt wouldnt let me race with a cast on my arm and foot soooo, bazck to the parking lot. ten minits with a hammer and a few yards of ace bandage. won my heat and finished secound in the main. "if your gonna do what you want, you do what you have to."

Not this last saturday but the one before. I was one handing a chainsaw (stupid thing to do) and it kicked back and cut the top off my pinky finger right above the nail, scratched my ring finger, Big cut on the middle finger and index finger on my left hand. Blead alot, No hospital nor stiches or doctor. Ruffed it the rest of the day cutting up more trees. On the way home i found a microwave tossed out on the curb. Got home, re-bandaged up the hand and took apart the microwave. "Tuff club"

Ok....so update/comments:

1. "Can't" may be a strong word, but that was what the doctor told me--and when I pay for medical advice, I usually take it.

2. Scrapping is part time for me--I work full time as a teacher-- so I think my wife is excited that I take some time off.

3. I would have finished the job had I been able to stop the bleeding. Interestingly, the slice on my hand didn't really hurt all that bad. I didn't even know I had cut it until I saw blood pooling on the floor. Unfortunately, I couldn't get it to stop bleeding. I had to keep it in an awkward position while holding two flaps of skin together to get it to stop. Today its still seeping, slowly, out the bottom.

4. Will probably be back to it sooner than that.

5. Forgot to mention that on the way home from the hospital my wife and I picked up a television, pair of metal chairs, metal table, and a lawn mower. (So, if I collect items and pile them up until my hand heals, I am technically still working)

lol you ain't kidding Scrapette. Took me awhile to find a family friendly photo of a "nurse". But I figure if I got this far in life without one, why start now.

I'm married to a nurse, two summers ago at a training drill, I fell through the floor of a house and landed in the basement breaking my right arm, I picked myself up off the floor still a bit groggy and cracked my head on a low hanging beam. Walked out to the ambulance, went and got all bandaged up and went back to work. Never did call the wife, she's still pissed at me for that one.

Bleh, stitches!

I cut myself last year with a wood chisel I had just bought (Sharp! Who'da guessed it!) had bleed like hell but oddly, didn't really hurt till the wife dragged me to the ER. They oh so tenderly scrubbed it with a sponge from the lower depths of hell. Then preceded to give me bloody liquid stitches.

Next time, I will go to CVS/Walmart/whatever and buy my own liquid stitches/superglue/ductape...an save myself 1500 bucks.

Now I have a scar, and nightmares involving demonic sponges that should be reclassified as a torture device.

Sirscrapalot - Not a fan of hospitals, sponges that resemble porcupines.


Have grill, will travel.

I was running in wet grass in flip-flops and biffed it so hard that my whole ankle turned purple and there was a softball sized lump on the top/right side of my foot....

I win!!!!

Definitely just kidding there; I just wanted to feel like i was part of the group!

Another who says "biffed". I like you.

One time in band camp...