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I had some sort of poisoning once. They pumped my stomach and told me I could have died. Your turn.
my gran died in my mum's arms
after i put my hand through a nail.
so i guess it was pretty damn big.
it wasn't that much of a rofl at the time, the month off school, sweets and new trainers were though.
and then numerous times throughout my childhood i broke a number of arms, wrists and knuckles
IN HIS ARSE"
humours good. But make it funny.
the behavior of an actual alcoholic?
I'm not fake. I exist. I don't have time for 'fake accounts'. I come across as a bit of a dickhead but that doesn't make me 'fake', in fact it probably makes me the most real person in this place.
well tell me when you're done being an in your face social revolutionary
The early stages, anyways. They gave me an epinephrine shot and I was good to go.
about 15 years ago. Only time i've ever had to go
that was pretty serious.
i needed about 20 staples and hundreds of stitches
How did you manage to do that?
turns out that glass is pretty sharp
I heard that too.
getting them taken out is a whole bundle of laughs
quite satisfying after though
in my head and I'm quite happy I don't remember those being taken out, the leg ones were bad enough
that sounds pretty serious. I think you win this showing off thread..
A piece of the clot broke off and went into my heart.
it made here have some kind of stroke and she was propper mixed up for a while. She is all good now though bless her.
my skull was cracked like the putrid egg it is
about 10 years ago. other than that, some kind of gastroenteritis virus type thing.
and its stabalisers, to her hulking great mountain bike with only the cord of a dressing gown
we went around the garden quite happily in our little convoy till she thought it would be a top idea to take a corner.
i fell into some plants and my arm went crack. amazingly though, a few weeks later, i went on to win, in a cast, my nurserys sports day sprint final. alas, since my arm healed, i have not won another single race.
they split my lip.
thats what was funny. got jumped in club and called queer blah blah blah whilst being pummeled against a door.
they had fun finding my pulse. I had fun waking up to heaters and tubes all over me
underdressed...rather pissed and didn't realise how cold I was. Really not very nice
in the same bed in which I was conceived
where I was conceived.
in your mum's fallopian tube
there, wasn't too painful a thought was it?
sadly. I do still have the scar though.
how would I know?
I went to the hospital to poke a cadaver.
It was well serious, but I lightened the mood by naming my cadaver Percival.
did the end for percival come after a duel?
Pericival was a 22 year old caucasian male who had died in a car accident.
Intrestingly, the lecturer proceeded to blame speed camara for the shortage of cadavers and fresh organs.
All in all it was a good day
silver linings and all that
As long as it keeps the majority of internal viscera intact, im all for knife crime.
its like my father, the doctor, says.
if the internal viscera is out, then im OUT of a job.
oh, he's a card
bastard took a chunk out my arm and gave me a dog phobia for a few years.
it's only Alsatians, Doberman and Rottweilers that I really had a fear for
by crack-heads. six stitches to the face.
made me love the NHS though so hey.
broke everything. Arm twice and just a few weeks ago ripped ligaments in my ankle. In actuality, this ligament thing might be the most serious as it will never repair full apparently... which is shit. Still swollen 4 weeks after the incident. :(
thought it would be funny to put a bottle cap in my pint once, in his defence he did tell me, i however was rather drunk and forgot, so swallowed said bottle cap and it got stuck in my throat.
needed an operation to get it out.
also torn ligaments but that seems rather tame in comparision.
and that was just in the last three months!!!!!
I had a load of them up to the age of about 8, but I can't really remember what they felt like.
I've had a couple of minor ops since then but nothing you'd call potentially life-threatening.
up Haverstock Hill in one of those metal things they keep milk in in supermarkets. Hurtling up, they hit the curb, and went flying back into me.
Put a hole in my shin that went all the way to the bone
Only ever been in one once, to see my sister's friend when she broke her arm.
I ran into the patio doors, the glass fell out and shattered, there was lots of blood and it wasn't nice, my little brother was horrified becuase blood was coming out of my mouth. It's the only time I've ever been in an ambulance or been to hospital for anything serious.
onto a hard floor beneath, and was out for the count for 3 days.
THAT'S how to get some attention from your family, trust me
Or cancer as it's more popularly known! In 1994, had the lower half of my left arm amputated. Fun times!
that's it. i've been quite lucky!
caused by a 6 foot near perfect swan dive forehead first onto a toy fire truck as a toddler
Oh and there was a choking incident that I've repressed any memory of.
it's benign (sp?)
on my 21st birthday party i went through the window at my front door,thought it would be a good idea to go down the stairs on a ironing board.had to get 25stitches on my arm and 15muscle stitches.heres a picture my skin was hannging off before the stitches.