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I'm lucky, I've never broke a bone in my life, so have avoided one of the most painful things right there.
Some things that spring to mind though :
When I was young, I was wearing only shorts and trainers. I climbed a hill which consisted of a steep face of jagged rocks. I then fell down the jagged rocks. I was bleeding all over and in terrific pain. I was v.young though, so the pain is a distant memory
When I was 16 on work experience, I climbed on a fork lifts forks to get to a high shelf. After retrieving an item and placing it on the forks, the guy lowered me down, and I had to hold one of the three stansions. I didn't realise that these clunked together when the forks were lowered. Luckily there was about a centimetre gap between the stansions, which stopped me from losing all eight of my fingers. I couldn't move them all day though, and they went black and blue.
I jumped off a sand dune in newquay onto a barbed wire fence that was covered with sand, and tore a 4 inch gash in my foot. The wound got loads of sand in it, and the surgeon scrubbed it out with a toothbrush. I had 19 stitches
I fell in the shower when I was young, and smashed the soap dish with my back. It was ceramic and dug straight into my back, missing my spine by half an inch. I had 15 stitches.
Ok, lets hear your horror stories :
I'm lucky, I've never broke a bone in my life, so have avoided one of the most painful things right there.
Some things that spring to mind though :
When I was young, I was wearing only shorts and trainers. I climbed a hill which consisted of a steep face of jagged rocks. I then fell down the jagged rocks. I was bleeding all over and in terrific pain. I was v.young though, so the pain is a distant memory
When I was 16 on work experience, I climbed on a fork lifts forks to get to a high shelf. After retrieving an item and placing it on the forks, the guy lowered me down, and I had to hold one of the three stansions. I didn't realise that these clunked together when the forks were lowered. Luckily there was about a centimetre gap between the stansions, which stopped me from losing all eight of my fingers. I couldn't move them all day though, and they went black and blue.
I jumped off a sand dune in newquay onto a barbed wire fence that was covered with sand, and tore a 4 inch gash in my foot. The wound got loads of sand in it, and the surgeon scrubbed it out with a toothbrush. I had 19 stitches
I fell in the shower when I was young, and smashed the soap dish with my back. It was ceramic and dug straight into my back, missing my spine by half an inch. I had 15 stitches.
Ok, lets hear your horror stories :
> This one time (at band camp), I got a wedgie.
heh, an atomic wedgie?
2) Fell off very high zip line and felt nothing except blood in my mouth
3) Went over the handle bars of my bike into a huge stinger bush
4) Dropped a red hot copper tube on my arm
5) Slit the skin under my finger nail with a rusty paperclip
6) Stabbed myslef in stomach with a long pin to see what it felt like
7) Got my finger stuck in an automatic door
8) Stepped on a rusty, slightly bent old nail in a plank of wood
9) Mutilated a pus filled spot on my finger
10) Got my fingers stuck in the chain on my bike and it made a really nice pattern on them.
> 6) Stabbed myslef in stomach with a long pin to see what it felt
> like
hey, why not, just last week I slammed my little finger in a door to see if it hurt as much as I thought it would
:D
Also:
*Zooming down a very steep hill on a bike with very good brakes, coming to the end and foolishly grabbing them. Weeeeee.
*Playing football. Going for a diving header. Headed the ball. Also got a nice boot in my face. White shirt turned red.
*Running into a lamp-post. Lump on head.
*In car crash, whiplash and sore back for months.
*Being kicked in the balls.
*Badly bruised ribs after being dropped on low brick wall. That was fun but painful.
*Tip of finger bitten into by dog when I was kindly feeding her toast. Got that finger trapped in car door when it autolocked on the way out of car going into hospital to get a jab.
*Biting tongue.
Blah blah blah...
Ive got a great big C shaped scar on my skull, luckily it only shows when i cut my hair really short, and even then people thing its a fashion thing.
Other than that I got to look at my own muscle tissue poking through my leg on two separate occasions.Occasion one was caused by abed occasion two by a mates suitcase.
*In Boris' voice (goldeneye)*
"I am invinceeebal"