Scars with history
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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*i was rather stupid and jumped over a wall, but didnt quite get the height of the wall or the angle of my jump just right. the result was me falling over the wall and landing on my arm, which snapped part of my elbow away from the main bone. one short stay in hospital later (about two nights) and i was the proud owner of a three-inch-long, quarter-inch-wide scar. great times.
*five months later the surgeons that had screwed my arm back together decided the bone had healed enough for them to remove the screw (probably so they could use it again on the NHS) ... the result was a smaller scar just to the side of (and slightly on top of) the first scar. its been almost three years since i did that, so its settling down a bit. i'll post a link to the picture when i get one on the web.
*although not readily visible, there is a scar on my right testicle, after an operation to stop it twisting ("torsion" being the technical term for such an occurrence). unsurprisingly, there will not be a picture of this scar posted. :P
*my final scar to date was acquired in berlin in february 2004 while i was fighting with my friend. i jumped off a bunkbed and at the same time caught my finger on a sharp piece of metal. i didnt notice this at the time because i was too busy trying to punch my friends face (and also i was a tiny bit drunk). after we stopped fighting, there was blood all over the room and we thought we'd bust a nose or a jaw or something like that. then we saw i'd managed to slice into my finger almost all the way down to the bone. had to wait til we got back to england the next day before i got it properly treated. pictures are available at www.freakette.deviantart.com (click on the box that says "deviation gallery" and then go through my stuff until you see pictures of a hand with surgical tape on / scar forming)
*thats all the scar tissue i have for now, which isnt too bad for a 17 (soon to be 18) year old, and i think at this rate i might even overtake my dad who currently has about eight scars. :D
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 17:05, Reply)
*i was rather stupid and jumped over a wall, but didnt quite get the height of the wall or the angle of my jump just right. the result was me falling over the wall and landing on my arm, which snapped part of my elbow away from the main bone. one short stay in hospital later (about two nights) and i was the proud owner of a three-inch-long, quarter-inch-wide scar. great times.
*five months later the surgeons that had screwed my arm back together decided the bone had healed enough for them to remove the screw (probably so they could use it again on the NHS) ... the result was a smaller scar just to the side of (and slightly on top of) the first scar. its been almost three years since i did that, so its settling down a bit. i'll post a link to the picture when i get one on the web.
*although not readily visible, there is a scar on my right testicle, after an operation to stop it twisting ("torsion" being the technical term for such an occurrence). unsurprisingly, there will not be a picture of this scar posted. :P
*my final scar to date was acquired in berlin in february 2004 while i was fighting with my friend. i jumped off a bunkbed and at the same time caught my finger on a sharp piece of metal. i didnt notice this at the time because i was too busy trying to punch my friends face (and also i was a tiny bit drunk). after we stopped fighting, there was blood all over the room and we thought we'd bust a nose or a jaw or something like that. then we saw i'd managed to slice into my finger almost all the way down to the bone. had to wait til we got back to england the next day before i got it properly treated. pictures are available at www.freakette.deviantart.com (click on the box that says "deviation gallery" and then go through my stuff until you see pictures of a hand with surgical tape on / scar forming)
*thats all the scar tissue i have for now, which isnt too bad for a 17 (soon to be 18) year old, and i think at this rate i might even overtake my dad who currently has about eight scars. :D
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 17:05, Reply)
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