re: Most freak injury you've had

When I was 6 or 7 I rode my Big Wheel out into the street without looking back to my left. When I got to the bottom of the hill and stopped, I immediately heard my dad screaming at me. I dragged my Big Wheel back up the hill to see what was going on and why he was talking to an older couple standing outside their car. As I got closer I could tell the woman was crying and the man looked distraught. I had pulled right in front of them and they barely missed hitting me. The worst part of it all? They were on their way home from their grandson’s funeral. He had been hit and killed while riding his motorcycle. The physical and emotional injury my dad put on me when we got inside the house was “freaky”.

In third grade, we were playing kickball and I was playing third. This huge black girl came to the plate and blasted that huge red rubber ball right at me and I caught it, but immediately dropped it and fell to the ground crying. My teacher thought I was crying because she had kicked it so hard, so she allowed me to sit in her chair the rest of class. Back then, getting to sit in the teacher's chair was a big thing!

At the end of class, she told me I could carry her chair inside, so I stood up and grabbed the chair and immediately fell to the ground crying again. I wouldn't stop crying, so the nurse came and got me and immediately called my mother. Since I wouldn't stop crying, my mother took me straight to the doctor's office and he quickly discovered that my collarbone was shattered. I was then given some pain meds and the most uncomfortable brace ever invented, which I had to wear all the time for at least six weeks!

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gave me a concussion.

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Same injury, different animal. Was fly spraying the horse about a month ago, was getting his front legs and he swung his head over and about knocked me out with his jaw.

Late last year, November, I was hospitalized with my GI issues. Towards the end of the week long stay I was ambulatory (walking) but still on an IV.

Got up in the middle of the night to go pee and had to drag the IV pole to and from the bathroom. Getting back to bed I needed to plug back in the IV pole for the electric pump.

I was standing next to the bed at an angle not parallel nor perpendicular. The wall socket was a really tight fit and I had to muscle the plug in.

Because of the odd angle and bending and the physical struggle to get the plug in I felt a lumbar disc slip out of place and rubber band like pop back into place.

That quick disc “pop” fractured the disc that slipped and the discs directly above and below the level that popped.

I now have a total of 4 broken lumbar vertebrae (1 from trying to contort a land whale for a medical exam a decade ago). Just from plugging in an electrical cord. The only good thing was using a heating pad all Winter I didn’t feel the cold. I go for an MRI next week.

Was using a cutting torch (aka Victor wrench) to cut out a horseshoe shaped 3/8 inch plate while in a sitting position. Plate fell into my lap and I’ve had a horseshoe shaped scar on my inner right thigh since.

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Shot through my hand with a pressure washer while cleaning my boat.

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Did you have to go to ER? No telling what you hit inside your hand.


I think Waterpiks can cut through your eyeball.

When i was about 10 or 11 I was the neighborhood snake killer.
I had 10 speed with box on the front to hold crap.
I put my machete into the box to go kill a snake.
It fell through a hole in the box and slid into the front spokes.
I went over the top and hit the ground. No actually injury.
Got up, grabbed my machete and walked to the target location for extermination.

Got into an argument with my college girlfriend and out of frustration went to kick a bush next to my car. I don't know why but it seemed like a better idea than hitting my car, windshield, etc. I had anger issues.

Kicked the brick garden barrier instead of the bush and broke two toes.

Playing golf in North Mississippi in 1997. I got paired with some some guys that were struggling. I was standing next to the green with a wedge and my putter.

One of the guys was like sixty yards out lying probably forty something, decides to hit his three wood, I guess, thinking he was going to roll it up.

He caught it clean and pulled it right towards me, I never saw it, but heard it coming. I stepped right into it and it caught my left tibia and fractured it.

I had to wear a hard cast for a few months.