What's the dumbest way you've sustained an injury, and what was the injury?
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I cut a good part of the way through my thumb opening a can of beans
Is this interrupted a Star Trek marathon you were streaming from your Linux server you are hereby Lemmy royalty
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-freshman In Collage
- walk downhill to get food from cafeteria
- Winter in Alaska = ice city
- Spontaneous dancing
- Broken wrist.
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wrote on last edited by [email protected]On day 3 of a meth bender, non-stop looking at and Photoshopping porn, paralyzed my ulnar nerve by the way my arm was resting on the armrest. Yes, I sat there that long in the same position. Couldn't feel my pinkie and ring finger for a couple of years. No, I haven't done meth in 20 years.
Sliced my forearm open trying to make a small scratch to do a blood brother thing with my gf. My god, I barely got it to stop bleeding. Now I have what looks like a suicide scar. In other news, I was top-tier at sharpening pocket knives back then.
Hit a brick wall, head on, driving my motorcycle drunk, on an unfamiliar street, at night, wearing dark goggles. The bike exploded into fragments, I got a light concussion.
Broke my femur, most crippling injury to date. Knew my motorcycle brakes were far too worn, drove it anyway. Lady slammed her brakes, guy in front of me did same, I tried to do the same, rammed him from behind.
Using a non-locking pocket knife to trim a washer hose. It folded and cut me to the bone, had to have surgery to repair the extensor tendon. Also using a non-locking pocket knife to work on my motorcycle throttle cable, you guessed it, it folded and cut me to the bone. Have had nerve damage in that fingertip since.
Riding my BMX as a kid, decided to try an endo. Slammed the front brakes at speed with predictable results. Knee hit the asphalt to hard it mashed the skin off. Still got the scar, which matches the one on my other knee from swinging over a lava rock.
Got diverticulitis, 3 times, most painful events of my life. Spent years shitting too hard, developed diverticulosis (little tears/pouches in your intestine that catch food and get infected). Surgery fixed it!
Popped a lung after a night of rigorous sex. Yes, I smoked cigarettes and weed. Also, had a lawn service where I inhaled dust all day. Maybe not so much on me though. Doc said it was common among young men and I had two friends blow a lung in those years.
Lately, my feet have been all fucked up from working at Lowe's (I rage quit BTW). Got some new shoes at the thrift, like walking on clouds. Apparently been wearing a size too small for years.
Bruised/broken my ribs several times, broke my right arm twice, countless broken toes and fingers, and perhaps more than the one concussion described above. At this point in the story I've stopped counting scars.
I can keep going. No idea how I survived my 20s without permanent injury or prison time.
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Is this interrupted a Star Trek marathon you were streaming from your Linux server you are hereby Lemmy royalty
Well I was probably streaming from my friend's Plex server (pre enshitification), which was running on a NAS probably running some flavor of Linux under the hood, and it very well could have been TNG...
So maybe the scar on my thumb is the mark of a royal lemming?
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Slipped on the sidewalk in the rain and somehow broke an arm (clean broke it). Needed surgery and 2-night hospital stay. This after climbing multiple mountains without a scratch.
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I was cutting slices out of an apple with a comically large Bowie knife.
My roommate said, “Hey, that looks pretty dangerous.”
I said, “Nah, bro, it’s perfectly safe.”
Somewhere around the middle of that sentence, the knife sliced through the apple and into my palm.
He had to drive me to the hospital for stitches.
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When I was about 12 or so I had a AA battery and some copper wire I used for crafting. Out of nowhere I suddenly got really curious how good of a conductor that wire would be. So I pressed it onto both poles with my fingers. Had a nice black scorched line in my thumb for a few months because it turns out the excess energy needs to go somewhere. In this case in the form of extreme heat.
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I once twisted a nerve in my shoulder by sitting down wrong in the bus.
Out of honest curiosity, is "twisted a nerve" a real diagnosis and a meaningful one, or is it just a colorful way to say you fucked something up in your shoulder?
I've had something that my Dr and the physical therapists called a "pinched nerve" but I understand that basically means "we don't know but assume it's something to do with a nerve because we think we can rule out all the stuff we understand better".
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I shattered my ankle, separated my tibia and fibula, and broke a different part of my fibula. All in one moment. How, you ask? By stepping outside. My dog pulled too hard on her leash and I stumbled and twisted my ankle in just the right way. Got a fancy Maisonneuve fracture that had to be surgically fixed.
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Shot my finger with a BB gun. Didn't think I'd pumped it and put my finger over the barrel and pulled the trigger to get the BB out of the chamber. I remember the spurt of blood arcing through the air in slow motion. Gotta love that "oh i fucked up" shift to slow motion.
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I slipped a disk and pinched a nerve in my neck by sitting up to get out of bed.
When I used to throw out my back regularly it was usually something really innocuous like brushing my teeth or reaching for the faucet when it happened.
What I believe goes on, is over time building up some dysfunctional muscle tension that your unaware of, putting pressure on some vertebra, and it slowly ratchets up over time until its sitting right on the edge and finally it gives way during some minor movement.
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In middle school, I was playing racquetball at the YMCA, pivoted to hit the ball and something in my knee popped and it hurt like hell. Turned out to be a combination of lack of cartilage and Osgood-Schlatter disease (a painful lump just below the kneecap). The lump corrected itself, as it's something weird to do with bone growth in child development, but the cartilage deficiency is still a problem today. I can't do a lot of running or jumping or even kneeling.
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On day 3 of a meth bender, non-stop looking at and Photoshopping porn, paralyzed my ulnar nerve by the way my arm was resting on the armrest. Yes, I sat there that long in the same position. Couldn't feel my pinkie and ring finger for a couple of years. No, I haven't done meth in 20 years.
Sliced my forearm open trying to make a small scratch to do a blood brother thing with my gf. My god, I barely got it to stop bleeding. Now I have what looks like a suicide scar. In other news, I was top-tier at sharpening pocket knives back then.
Hit a brick wall, head on, driving my motorcycle drunk, on an unfamiliar street, at night, wearing dark goggles. The bike exploded into fragments, I got a light concussion.
Broke my femur, most crippling injury to date. Knew my motorcycle brakes were far too worn, drove it anyway. Lady slammed her brakes, guy in front of me did same, I tried to do the same, rammed him from behind.
Using a non-locking pocket knife to trim a washer hose. It folded and cut me to the bone, had to have surgery to repair the extensor tendon. Also using a non-locking pocket knife to work on my motorcycle throttle cable, you guessed it, it folded and cut me to the bone. Have had nerve damage in that fingertip since.
Riding my BMX as a kid, decided to try an endo. Slammed the front brakes at speed with predictable results. Knee hit the asphalt to hard it mashed the skin off. Still got the scar, which matches the one on my other knee from swinging over a lava rock.
Got diverticulitis, 3 times, most painful events of my life. Spent years shitting too hard, developed diverticulosis (little tears/pouches in your intestine that catch food and get infected). Surgery fixed it!
Popped a lung after a night of rigorous sex. Yes, I smoked cigarettes and weed. Also, had a lawn service where I inhaled dust all day. Maybe not so much on me though. Doc said it was common among young men and I had two friends blow a lung in those years.
Lately, my feet have been all fucked up from working at Lowe's (I rage quit BTW). Got some new shoes at the thrift, like walking on clouds. Apparently been wearing a size too small for years.
Bruised/broken my ribs several times, broke my right arm twice, countless broken toes and fingers, and perhaps more than the one concussion described above. At this point in the story I've stopped counting scars.
I can keep going. No idea how I survived my 20s without permanent injury or prison time.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]bruh holy shit
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bruh holy shit
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I sprained my wrist in my sleep.
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Tried to cross ice covered river in the middle of winter. Fell in halfway through much to my chagrin. Turns out the ice was a lot less stable farther from the riverbed and I thought after testing the side of the river that the ice was thick enough to hold me. Honestly the walk home was probably the closest I have ever come to dying. I was about an hour walk away from home. My fingers stopped working before I got out of the woods.
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On day 3 of a meth bender, non-stop looking at and Photoshopping porn, paralyzed my ulnar nerve by the way my arm was resting on the armrest. Yes, I sat there that long in the same position. Couldn't feel my pinkie and ring finger for a couple of years. No, I haven't done meth in 20 years.
Sliced my forearm open trying to make a small scratch to do a blood brother thing with my gf. My god, I barely got it to stop bleeding. Now I have what looks like a suicide scar. In other news, I was top-tier at sharpening pocket knives back then.
Hit a brick wall, head on, driving my motorcycle drunk, on an unfamiliar street, at night, wearing dark goggles. The bike exploded into fragments, I got a light concussion.
Broke my femur, most crippling injury to date. Knew my motorcycle brakes were far too worn, drove it anyway. Lady slammed her brakes, guy in front of me did same, I tried to do the same, rammed him from behind.
Using a non-locking pocket knife to trim a washer hose. It folded and cut me to the bone, had to have surgery to repair the extensor tendon. Also using a non-locking pocket knife to work on my motorcycle throttle cable, you guessed it, it folded and cut me to the bone. Have had nerve damage in that fingertip since.
Riding my BMX as a kid, decided to try an endo. Slammed the front brakes at speed with predictable results. Knee hit the asphalt to hard it mashed the skin off. Still got the scar, which matches the one on my other knee from swinging over a lava rock.
Got diverticulitis, 3 times, most painful events of my life. Spent years shitting too hard, developed diverticulosis (little tears/pouches in your intestine that catch food and get infected). Surgery fixed it!
Popped a lung after a night of rigorous sex. Yes, I smoked cigarettes and weed. Also, had a lawn service where I inhaled dust all day. Maybe not so much on me though. Doc said it was common among young men and I had two friends blow a lung in those years.
Lately, my feet have been all fucked up from working at Lowe's (I rage quit BTW). Got some new shoes at the thrift, like walking on clouds. Apparently been wearing a size too small for years.
Bruised/broken my ribs several times, broke my right arm twice, countless broken toes and fingers, and perhaps more than the one concussion described above. At this point in the story I've stopped counting scars.
I can keep going. No idea how I survived my 20s without permanent injury or prison time.
Dude I know that all of those probably hurt a lot but that sounds like an awesome life.
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Thought I could/should work through discomfort and then pain at the gym, supersetting overhead push-presses and triceps dips. LOL, nope, gave myself a labral tear and tore my supraspinatus. My shoulder now has an unpleasant popping feeling + significantly less strength when I'm doing anything like a bench press with my elbows properly tucked; I'll likely never be able to do narrow grip bench press or triceps dips again.
Why was this dumb? Because I was a personal trainer, and I fucking know better than to try and push through pain. But I was trying to get back into lifting seriously after losing a lot of time to the pandemic.
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I'm in California. If you feel the need for a defensive weapon, the most you can get away with is a plain, wooden cane from a drugstore. Even then, if a cop thinks you don't need that cane, you'll get the shit beat out of you and the stick taken away.
Ask me how I know.
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Out of honest curiosity, is "twisted a nerve" a real diagnosis and a meaningful one, or is it just a colorful way to say you fucked something up in your shoulder?
I've had something that my Dr and the physical therapists called a "pinched nerve" but I understand that basically means "we don't know but assume it's something to do with a nerve because we think we can rule out all the stuff we understand better".
A pinched nerve is a real diagnosis, in that you generally know what happened. But unless there are other red flag symptoms you don't look for the actual cause, because it's really difficult and it only takes two to three days to recover. Usually a symbol of underdeveloped muscles in your back.
