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» Embarrassing Injuries
Argh! My Knee!
#2. The year before the nose incident, I went through a 'must loose weight' phase as I wasn't the smallest of teenagers at this time.
After school I decided to take our two spaniels for a run up the lane. All was going well. On the way home, I put the dogs back on their leads and started jogging home. All was fine, so I decided to sprint. This was when the older of the two dogs decided to run out in front of me, causing me to trip on him and become tangled up in the leads, thereby sending me thundering to the floor. And so I fell with quite a thump onto my knee. Sat up, looked down at my left knee to see a stone protruding from my rather sanguinary kneecap.
After a run home, almost collapsing and Mum inquisitively asking, "What did you say you had in your knee?" etc., a trip to the local cottage hospital was called for. As my mother worked there, we got seen very quickly one of the Irish female doctors. She's very nice. Seems to be a bit of a sadist though. Six needles, a scalple and a huge pair of pliers were needed to dislodge the rock from my kneecap. Gaping whole etc.
As if the story itself wasn't embarassing enough, on of my mates at school decided to tell eveyone that I was off of school with AIDS or something...
By the time I was back at school, the exposed fatty tissue beneath the dressing had started to turn rancid, producing a rather odd smell in the classroom... lovely!
(Fri 3rd Sep 2004, 21:57, More)
Argh! My Knee!
#2. The year before the nose incident, I went through a 'must loose weight' phase as I wasn't the smallest of teenagers at this time.
After school I decided to take our two spaniels for a run up the lane. All was going well. On the way home, I put the dogs back on their leads and started jogging home. All was fine, so I decided to sprint. This was when the older of the two dogs decided to run out in front of me, causing me to trip on him and become tangled up in the leads, thereby sending me thundering to the floor. And so I fell with quite a thump onto my knee. Sat up, looked down at my left knee to see a stone protruding from my rather sanguinary kneecap.
After a run home, almost collapsing and Mum inquisitively asking, "What did you say you had in your knee?" etc., a trip to the local cottage hospital was called for. As my mother worked there, we got seen very quickly one of the Irish female doctors. She's very nice. Seems to be a bit of a sadist though. Six needles, a scalple and a huge pair of pliers were needed to dislodge the rock from my kneecap. Gaping whole etc.
As if the story itself wasn't embarassing enough, on of my mates at school decided to tell eveyone that I was off of school with AIDS or something...
By the time I was back at school, the exposed fatty tissue beneath the dressing had started to turn rancid, producing a rather odd smell in the classroom... lovely!
(Fri 3rd Sep 2004, 21:57, More)
» Embarrassing Injuries
Argh! My nose!
#1. At secondary school, the science building had a two sets of glass double doors (inner and outer), normally left unlocked. Well, bell had gone for the end of school and I, being a concientious little pupil, rushed along to see my Biology teacher about some trivial matter. Problem was she was yelling at some little brat and she HATED being interupted. So I waited. And waited. All the time, glancing at my watch, thinking that I would miss my bus if she didn't hurry. Anyway, eventually got to see her. I was by now majorly late. In my rush to catch the shool bus, I headed straight through the first one and ploughed into the 2nd door. The tip of my nose collided with the glass at full jogging pace. Ouch. Couldn't wait. Had to catch the bus. Ran - this only made the throbbing worse - the rest of the way, caught the bus and had to explain what had happened. Off of school for a week as it was fractured - "Can't do anything about it unless it is broken", said my doctor. I still have a huge bulbous middle nose and sinus problems... the sinusitus I had after the swelling had subsidded was fun.
(Fri 3rd Sep 2004, 21:43, More)
Argh! My nose!
#1. At secondary school, the science building had a two sets of glass double doors (inner and outer), normally left unlocked. Well, bell had gone for the end of school and I, being a concientious little pupil, rushed along to see my Biology teacher about some trivial matter. Problem was she was yelling at some little brat and she HATED being interupted. So I waited. And waited. All the time, glancing at my watch, thinking that I would miss my bus if she didn't hurry. Anyway, eventually got to see her. I was by now majorly late. In my rush to catch the shool bus, I headed straight through the first one and ploughed into the 2nd door. The tip of my nose collided with the glass at full jogging pace. Ouch. Couldn't wait. Had to catch the bus. Ran - this only made the throbbing worse - the rest of the way, caught the bus and had to explain what had happened. Off of school for a week as it was fractured - "Can't do anything about it unless it is broken", said my doctor. I still have a huge bulbous middle nose and sinus problems... the sinusitus I had after the swelling had subsidded was fun.
(Fri 3rd Sep 2004, 21:43, More)