I've Got A Few Of These...
But by far the worst was when I sliced open one of my toes.

(This is going to be long. You've been warned.)

It happened last year at a house party. As you do, I'd partaken in a little too much alchyhol, so I wasn't particularly steady on my feet. I'd wandered up the stairs to use the bathroom and as I came back down, I found I couldn't open the door at the bottom of the starirs properly. Some clever sod had stretched an electric fan wire across the door. Not being in the clearest mind, I decided to step over the wire, rather than get someone on the other end to move the fan. The wire, by the way, was about waist-height.

Cue me, falling over said wire, stumbling a few steps and catching my foot on something. There was a momentary pain and then nothing, so I thought nothing of it.

Deciding I needed a non-alchoholic drink, I head off to the kitchen to get some water. While stood at the sink, I notice large red spots on the (thankfully tiled) floor. Then I notice my foot is wet. I look down, and sure enough: the blood is coming from me.

Weelll... I sobered up sharpish. Upon inspection, it appears that my middle toe is has a large, rather deep gash on the bottom of it. Which is bleeding profusely.

And then the pain kicked in.

Skip to three days later. I've got a proper bandage on my toe and it's still spotting blood everywhere.

Took about two months to heal, that did.

Told you it would be long, and tbh, I don't think it was really worth it.
(TuftyBee should have been working on, Fri 8 Aug 2008, 2:24, Reply)