Ok, so I've been to the ER a few times in my life. I'm sure some of you have too.
Have you ever had something completely random happen to you, resulting in a visit to the hospital?
Last night was my least favorite of all of my ER visits (with a close second being my emergency toe surgery after having a keg dropped on my ingrown toenail... oh god the paaaain).
You see, I had finished taking a poo and I lit a courtesy match to ward away the evil spirits. Anyway, much to my surprise, the tip of the "strike anywhere" match decided it would be MORE fun if, after igniting, it shot into my left eye.
You can see where this is going... sort of.
So I spent four hours in the ER after a goooooood flushing and lots of ice (it swelled up quite nice), and my vision is fine, but I have a burn on both my top and bottom eyelids, and a
burn on my outer cornea. I was told that if the match fragment had gone any more towards the centre I'd be in a lot more trouble.The doc froze my eye for the examination, which was pretty cool. But now it fucking hurts to blink and it hurts more to just close my eye. The worst part is, though, is that (based on what the Doc told me) it's going to feel like I have something in my eye for a few days. I HATE THAT RARRRRG!
tldr; Have you ever been involved in a freak accident? also, don't play with matches.
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i have never heard of this behaviour before.
it's the polite thing to do when your insides destroy someone else's bathroom
it covers up the stink nicely.
air freshener is out of the question as I'm athsmatic and that shit killlllls my breathing
It's a bathroom. It's gonna smell like poop every once in a while.
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Prob'ly shouldn't do that, for future reference.
dude
I held it at waste level. the thing rocketed into my eye.
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Boom, you're off scott free and no major corneal damage to be concerned with.
Also once when I was yound (6 or 7 I believe) my sister was putting clip on earrings in the mirror on the headboard of my bed, and she dropped one. It went stright into my ear. ER trip, and I have never been able to hear the same out of my right ear since.
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that's pretty fucked. how did they get it out?
I'm imagining you being violently shaken by the head.
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GET IT, "WASTE" LEVEL
NOT WAIST
WASTE
LIKE THE ACTUAL POOP
it was so deep that i saw a good deal of the fatty tissue in the thigh
it looked like steak fat
i got stitches and i have a scar there now
So you are saying you were basically a dangerous spaz before the epilepsy?
your = belonging to you
their = belonging to them
there = not here
they're = they are
i started throwing up blood and thought i was gonna die, which according to the doctor i would have give or take an inch in either direction
Chicks dig scars.
If memory serves they used what amounts to a long slim pair of tweezers. There was no hook on the earing so they wern't afraid of ripping my skin or anything.
About a year later I was climbing a slide at my elementry school and got stung my a bee. The next thing I recall I was in an ambulance with a breathing mask on and 2 guys had a big needle and I freaked out. Then I blacked out again and woke up in the hospital that night. Turns out I'm allergic to bee and we didn't know until I had been stung and almost died. Also it triggered my asthma,so I have had that too. Stupid bee.
That was the best time.
Basically, I couldn't remember all of practice but I could remember everything before that. But I did tell my math teacher I couldn't remember that we had homework and I didn't have to do it.
Fishhook was stuck a centimeter above my eye (guy in front of me was casting the line and when he pulled back it snagged me)
Foot went into the spokes of a moving bike, said bike flipped, split my upper lip
So we use to have a go-kart at this campground my parents had a big old camper at. My sister and I where "Trained" to drive it (We went to an hour long class). This particular weekend I brought 2 of my good friends with me. My mom kept telling me not to let them dive, but I did anyway. I road in the back seat, which faced outwards as opposed to facing the same direction as the driver. Well I wasn't holding on and when my friend Aaron took off, WHAM I fell hard and banged my head on the ground. Concussion time for me. Then we tried to hide it from my parents. Luckily my mom caught it before I took a nap.
Later that night my friends dragged me to a dance party, my concussion lump, whom I named Randal, throbbed with pain to the beat. It was a terrible day.
So I went first, and it turns out there was a deep as fuck tire rut that we couldn't see in part of the course behind the sheds. All my friends saw was me riding as hard as I could around the back of the sheds, then they hear "OH SHIII-"*crashing noises* and ran back around the sheds to find me, on my back with my bike on top of me. The front wheel was bent 90 degrees in half, and I had a nice long scratch from my gearshifter on my left thigh. Didn't end up needing stitches, but it hurt like a mother for a few days.
it left a scar
This is my favorite part of the story.
Tree falling and crushing you inside your car, freak accident.
"Getting tackled in football", not so much
Your roommate is a faggot and deserves to die. How dare he ruin your special time? Assuming he ever gets laid, start going into his room mid-coitus, and just casually start smoking.
Physical. I had noticed that the UMD slot wasn't flush with the back of the PSP, so I opened it and was fiddling with the metal bits to get it to fit a bit better. At the moment I was pushing pretty hard, my finger slipped and it sliced me.
oh man, i need to do this. Start muttering to myself too. "oh yeah, thats the cream filling. say his name, mmmmmm"
It kills the stink. My roommate had a colon infection and while trying to discern what it was on his own, the smell of his shit was so indescribably potent that someone told him about the match thing. It worked pretty well.
I'm not kidding though; his shit could wake me up from down the hall from the stench alone. It was literally that bad.
Also, this one itme I forgot how to swim....
Yeah. I don't think I need to tell more about that one.
Or you could just not smoke inside, you stupid fucking animal. It's a filthy habit, and it makes the whole place smell. It's rude as hell. What's wrong with you that you think it's somehow your right to stink up the place with your idiotic, unhealthy behavior?