many years ago going down a very steep hill on a mountain bike
i crashed near the bottom and was thrown for around 30/40 feet before hitting the ground,
the car that was following me down tried to over take just as my bike's front wheel hit a pot hole at an angle that threw me right of the bike, and into the path of the overtaking car . who promptly ran over me.
leaving me wrapped around the front wheel, and wedged under the front of the car with his front right tire touching my head.
once they got me out of this mess the injury's didnt seem to bad to me , no pain none not a twinge or any blood either but my right ankle was bent through 90 degrees and i had a big hole where there shouldn't have been one.
never mind no blood so cant be to bad and no pain still so must be ok?
ambulance was fun all that no2 to sniff and still no pain or blood or for that matter any colour in my right foot which was starting to feel very cold indeed.
into a cubical and doctor looks at me and goes of to find a bigger doctor, now the second one who came in was a man mountain massive huge and Indian with his turban and little round glasses hidden in his massive round face, he than started to talk to me and i couldn't understand a word he said except for 5 words, before everything turned black, those words?
giberish giberish blah blah this may hurt a bit. at that point he pulled the ankle back into position the pressure was of the injury and i blacked out at the sudden drop of blood pressure and wave of pain.
when i came round there was huge splash of blood on the cubical wall and the doctor was wiping his arm down .
turns out that i had fractured the talus in 3 places as well as dislocating the ankle .
this happend around 1991 and i still have to take major pills to keep the pain at bay i have necrosis of the talus arthritis and have spent a total of 4 years in plaster and 7 years on cruches .
the pain is always there and getting worse due to the nerve damage they tried me on lyrica a very good pain tablet that totaly screwed my head to the point that i had no emotions at all and nearly cost me my wife and family.
got of those and now have to look forward to amputation as the next port of call i have been down that road already and decided that my foot was better of still being a part of me but docs will be docs .
so now folks dont feel sorry just get on with doing what you do. would i go back and change what happend? take a differant road or go a differant day?
no because although classed as disabled i still manage to work doing things that i shouldnt like lifting and ladders etc i have met people who needed help when talking to some about there injury i have helped people come to terms with what has happened and i have made a difference to them and there family's
i have a shit load of mental tabs to get me of off my head
life has been good and funny and i wouldn't change it

and bonus go to a theme park with a raspberry ripple and get on all the rides with no queuing

not a funny story and not bullshit story just a little accident
as for spelling and cuntuation ? meh
( fluffybunnykiller Is feasting on the clitoris of life, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 21:03, 4 replies)

And you are convinced you are losing your marbles because....
ahh I see, you misread marbles as foot.


*this may seem unnecessarily cruel, but it's the internet what do you expect*
(Figmaus, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 4:03, closed)

not cruel at all
i am completly at home when it come to things like that
( fluffybunnykiller Is feasting on the clitoris of life, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 9:27, closed)

Please note:
"of" means something completely different to "off"
( lucosade is counting down the minutes until, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 9:52, closed)

here have a f

( fluffybunnykiller Is feasting on the clitoris of life, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 12:18, closed)