Tattoos and Scars

[BK]

Originally posted by Doc Tinker

... ... ... dentist taught me valuable lessons in ... ... ... .

learned the lesson of keeping my teeth clean, rather than suffering the drill and pull routine.



Doc

My dentist has said many times that he try's to provide just enough pain to make his point about the need to take care of the teeth in our head.

 

[ET]

pain

i have a 2" lightingbolt scare between my eyes. i got it while delivering a combine to a farmer in wisconsin. i loaded up his old trade-in and was chaining it to the trailer. the last binder i was tightening was in a tight spot and the cheater pipe slipped off and got me between the eyes. the thing i remember the most about the whole deal was the two farmers asking each other if i was dead and replying "not yet and you can't have my truck". i may have been a bit confused. 9 stiches underneath and 15 on top.

 

[ABrameloah]

KIDNEY STONES

I would have to say that kidney stones that are to large to pass is a killer I had one that came down out of the kidney and got stuck!!!The kidney backed up and it felt like it was trying to stomp its' way out of me. Thay put in a stint tube(a rubber tube 12" long) when I was under to drain the kidney, after 5 days of having to take a leek every 15 min's thay go in right up the old wizzer and take out the stone,:--) well the stone had been in so long that when it was removed the path that it takes normely sweld shut so in goes the stint tube again,every thing go's good untill it is time to take out the last stint tube,have to go to the dock's office to have it removed (up untill this time all stint tubes have been put in and removed when I was under)so hear I sit on this on the end of this table and I ask what thay are going to give me when thay take out this stint tube the dock smiles and hands me a papper sheet with a hole in the right spot and said it will only hurt a little well on go's the sheet and he takes this thing out of a package that looks like a steel leader for pike or musky and crames it up the wizzer and said dont move man it felt like he was pulling a 1'' peace of dock rope out end of that sucker:{ :{ :{ :{ .

 

[SmokinRam]

Well...

Lets see here...

Where to begin...



Well, it all started when a buddy of mine wanted to see if a 1973 Plymoutn Scamp(225 Slant Six) could hang with a 1988 Camaro on some country back roads. Needless to say, it cannot... We ended up spinning it around and rolling it down a hill backwards. My buddy, the driver was scratch free, the guy in the back seat flew out and was also scratch free, and me in the passengers seat, I broke around 10 bones in my face and jaw, and my right collar bone. If anyone says a liquid diet doesn't work, don't believe them. Try having your mouth wired shut for 6 weeks. Worse thing about it was, the doctor gave me some surgical wire cutters that he instructed for me to cut the wires if I felt like I was going to puke. Basically so I don't choke. Anyways, after getting the wires removed, the doctor has the nerve to tell me that those high-tech surgical wire cutter wouldn't even cut the wires if I had to cut them. How do you like that???:--) Probably the worse part of that accident was that my head was hit so hard, my vision went from perfect to poor, and the whites of my eyes were red for almost 2 months.



Now for the most recent adventure. My snowmobile tried to chomp off my left leg. Well, I was riding out a field and hit some kind of bump that I didn't even see. It threw me and my sled up in the air and was making me go over the handlebars. Seeing this, I pushed myself off of the back of the sled in the air. As I came off the back, in the air, my spinning track with 240 studs grabbed onto my left pant leg and sucked me in. My knee ended up jammed between the track and underside of the seat. In this position, we(me and the sled) finally hit the ground, breaking my left femur in two pieces. While I am stuck there waiting for the medics to get me out, I decide to take my helmet off and throw it. When I try to throw it, I realize my right shoulder was broken too. Needless to say, that accident put me out of work and into a wheelchair for almost 2 months. Worse part about is, when the bone broke, it damaged some nerves. I now no longer have feeling from my knee down and have very limited use of my left foot.



Oh yeah. Did someone say something about a Tatoo???



I have a 1934 Ford Street Rod (Red with Flames) tatoo on my right upper arm.



That's my story...



Andy

 

[BK]

I just would like to post a question to my fellow members... .



After reading all these horror stories and knowing my own (and there's a lot more blunders in my life than what I posted. . )



How, as a race on the planet, have we been able to stay alive?

 

[Diesel Freak]

Originally posted by BK

I just would like to post a question to my fellow members... .



After reading all these horror stories and knowing my own (and there's a lot more blunders in my life than what I posted. . )



How, as a race on the planet, have we been able to stay alive?

Divine Intervention!

 

[Don M]

Originally posted by Diesel Freak





Divine Intervention!

Yep on that Cliff.





I have been on vacation and could not post for awile.

Im all better now.



Lets see here: Ive broken every rib I have. Been knocked out a half a dozen times. Broken forearm when I was run over by a car on a bicycle as a kid.

Left lower leg is held together with two long, flat titanium rods and 40 or so little screws from my knee to my ankle which was also broken and pinned back at the same time. Bruised heart.

Frostbite on toes(got lost in the middle of nowhere and I mean nowhere for a couple of days. it was about 20 below)

Fell off a cliff once and got bumped up pretty bad. Thought I was dead on that one. Helicopter rides are fun.

I think I technically drowned once while swimming across a river after drinking a little too much in my younger days. My brother in law got me back with a little CPR. YUK!

I guess the worst was the 30 carbine round that got me on the lower right leg. Bloody mess and an accident from a dumb older brother that "though it was unloaded"

A couple more that some of you guys know about , but should be kept in secret or at least shared in person.

Oh yeah I ate a cat once. Apparently it had been run over by a car and my friends and older brother found it while we were on a hunting trip. While I was out hunting they said they killed a rabbit and asked if I wanted some. I was hungry after sitting around in the cold all day. I ate every bite. These guys cooked and fed me a dead cat. Im not joking... this is for real.



Don~

 

[illflem]

Welcome back Don!

 

[rrausch]

Spent a couple of months in a Army hosp in 1970 with a blown out knee--saw a LOT of guys worse off than me. It turned me against hospitals.



Then I tripped running up a driveway and broke my right elbow, never did get around to going to the hosp. Can still feel the break, but no pain.



Wrestled with a table saw a couple of times. Lost a finger-nail the first time. Second time a kick-back 2x tore out a chunk of my right palm. Still hating hopsitals, I got some purple polyester thread, a curved needle and some vodka and stitched it up myself. Turned out pretty good.



I guess hating hospitals runs in my blood. My Pop was healthy every day of his life until 2 weeks after I turned 16 when he keeled over dead of a heart attack. 30 years later I happened to ask my Mom what his last words were... She said his last words were, "I ain't goin' to no damn hospital!"

 

[46mech]

WOW!

Reading all of what you guys have gone through, I still feel like my chainsaw to the forehead was nothin'! It did bleed alot, but didn't take as many stitches as I thought it would have for leaving a 2 1/2" scar. Never, never, ever again will I try to trim a tree with a chainsaw above my head!

That didn't hurt near as much as when I had all four wisdom teeth pulled at one time. For some reason that was killer pain.

I also can remember a turf-toe incident that was real painful. Playing volleyball in the sand barefoot and twisted my right big toe far enough under my foot that my foot was literally black & blue for about three weeks; to this day, still doesn't have the range of motion that the left one does.



My tatoo is on my left shoulder, it's a bulldog with a "smokey" and a banner below it that reads "Semper Fidelis. " The wife keeps telling me she wants me to get my aircrew wings tatooed on my left pec.

 

[GiesJ]

ouch

You guys sound like some tough dudes. I went through much of the same sort of growing up pains – was jumped by three guys and fought my way out. Ended up having the classic boxers fracture and now my right hand knuckles slope down when I make a fist. The lesson was lead with the first two knuckles.



Anyway, the real pain in my life was when I was younger and my appendix burst. I was in a car ride with my family and they thought I was giving an Emmy award winning performance. I left the hospital 3 weeks later with two incisions and 6 tubes used to drain the poison in my body from when it burst. My scars still bug me depending on the weather.

 

[BK]

my most stupid and I still have the "dent" in the head to show for it... (now we all know the secret to why I am as I am)...



When I was a teen I used to chop the firewood for my dad. .

at the bottom of the hill in the back yard was the pit where we did it. . I used a long handled axe for most. Big swing over the head and wack... .

One year, I guess between the position of the new large piece of log/tree we started to use and it's position, me growing over the summer... I never used to pay attention to the line over head my mom used to hang the laundry on... well that year I should haved paid attention to it.

Put the axe of the shoulder, than behind the head , swing over the head to the log to be split. . got the strangest sensation... the axe never hit the log... hovered right over it like a force field was protecting it. . than I noticed the line. . I hooked it between the axe head and the handle... as I "noticed" what was going on the law of physics took over the the line quickly released it's stored energy to return back where it once rested and brought the axe handle back over to where it started. . but at the same time I also tried to pull the axe off of the line. . so I got the handle square in the forehead. . knocked me over but not out. . still got that great long indent in my forehead. Lines up perfect with the nose and up into the hair line.

No scar, no tatoo, just a permant dent.