| Jun 12, 2006 @ 2:35 AM |
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stormy73
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For some reason, I remembered something tonight that happened when I was about 6 years old...
I was walking towards my father, and somehow I ran right into the lit end of his cigarette... When I say "ran into it" I mean I ran into it WITH MY EYE!!! You TALK about painful!!!! 
Anyone care to share any "painful childhood memories"?
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 2:40 AM |
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chinabull2000
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I remember when I was about 6 years old, my parents had this little black box which they kept locked and we weren't allowed to touch it. They kept it on top of the wardrobe in their bedroom. One day I decided enough was enough and decided that the time had come for me to discover the hidden joys inside it. So as I was climbing up to reach it, the wardrobe toppled over and landed on top of me! Ouch!
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 6:57 AM |
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Cupcake43130
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When I was 4....we had a family gathering at my grandparents house. All the kids were playing and having fun. I got on a tricycle and was puttering down the sidewalk when one of my cousins pushed me off and I rolled down a steep embankment. Broke my right arm in 2 places....I recall screaming bloody murder til someone came down to get me. Remember having that cast on all summer and taking baths with a Wonder Bread wrapper on my arm to keep it dry. To this day I always think of that when I see Wonder Bread.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 9:05 AM |
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CharlesV
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When I was about 6 I was walking up the back steps of our house and i slipped and fell backwards, breaking the end of my tailbone. I was so afraid of getting in trouble or going to a doctor that I didnt tell my parents. I'm 50 now and still havent told them. And yes, it still hurts like hell. Long drives, flights, etc just kill me. Imagine how dumb, going 45 years with the same medical problem that could have been so easily treated!
You were probably thinking I'd relay an emotional incident. I think I just did.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 11:44 AM |
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lacyvsq
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Funny! When I saw the title I thought emotional pains and could not think of anything physical. After reading the thread, I remembered losing my grip and falling off the clothesline post and knocking the wind out of my lungs. SCARY, SCARY sensation; but in a little while I was on my feet again and could breathe. No lasting effects -- no memory of it until now.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 12:01 PM |
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kattsmeow
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My brother, (one of 3) and I each had ponies.
One day he got off his to do something, and it took off down the lane.
Now, there was a locked gate at the end and his jumped it.
Well, my pony didn't want to be left behind so he took off after the other pony.
Hm, well, mine didn't know how to jump the gate, and I remember grabbing it's mane and sliding under him and then lost my grip and fell under the pony and it ran over me.
My brother thought I was dieing,,lol, I had lost my breath, and ended up with my arm in a sling. Mom sold the ponies.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 12:34 PM |
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TiNkErGrRrRrR
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I was riding a horse along the highway with my sister and a school bus went by spooking my horse..it reared and threw me..landed on my tush. 
Only hurt a little..it was my pride that got damaged..that and I split my jeans up the butt..  had to ride home like that.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 1:08 PM |
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definitelydi
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When I was about 4 years old, we had an old refrigerator with the freezer on the bottom. You would step on a peddle to open it. The peddle probably only stuck out about 3 or 4 inches. One day my cousin and I were running through the kitchen chasing one another. I was too close to the refrigerator as I ran by bare footed and it caught my pinky toe...leaving a pretty deep gash! I can't ever remember bleeding so much. 
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 1:14 PM |
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tahoma
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I was 9 and my mom sent me across the street to fetch my little brother for lunch. He was being a brat and saying I couldn't make him and he and his friend started taunting me. Well I started back across the street, looking over my shoulder at my lil brother and WHAM got hit by a camper, right in front of my house. I remember waking up in the hospital with surgical glove filled with ice hovering about 3 inches above my forehead..... oh wait... that WAS my forehead.
Now everyone know what happened 
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 2:25 PM |
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grumblebear
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I remember when I was about 8, we had a little peke puppy... he developed kidney stones and died, I was heart broken for days....
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 3:17 PM |
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LipGlossQueen9
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I have two
1. When I was really little we had this outside cat that I found one day roaming around our backyard so we started to feed her, her name was Orangey. She had kittens and we took care of them but then gave them to a shelter. She caught a mouse that had some kind of disease and she ate it....and died. My dad put her in the shed for a few days and then......this is the traumatizing part....put her in a garbage bag and let the garbage men take her away. I screamed at him "HOW COULD YOU RECYCLE ORANGEY????"
2. When I was 8 I was really into climbing trees but had (and still have) this horrible fear of bugs. I wanted to show my best friend at the time, Jaime, how I could climb this tree in my backyard. There was a beetle on the branch I was about to climb. I screamed "OH MY GOD A BEETLE BUG!"..and then let go of the branch. I fell about 5 feet and landed on a rock.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 3:36 PM |
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observed50
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4 years old...maybe 5...we're playing whiffle ball in the back yard. Outfield is lined with raspberry bushes....Dad hits one and it zings right by me...I run after it...right into the raspberry bushes! Got a thorn embedded in my eye. Parents had to tape my eye open and rush to change clothes (remember when you had to dress up to go anywhere?) and then rush me to the doctor's office where it was removed.
To this day, under weather conditions I've never been able to identify..(or food or something!) that eye will occasionally have these days of throbbing. Waters, throbs, feels like someone is sticking something in it.
Was first of many such fun things where for some reason of another...I thought I could run right through the thing... 
My mom grew use to the phrase..."Sorry Pat...He needs to go to the hospital (again)." 
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 4:06 PM |
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Jankia
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Geeeze,your lucky you didnt loose that eye.
When I was in third grade my older brother and I took a gallon of water to the top of the 30' silo,we were going to dump it on another brother but he never walked by so we dumped the water out to watch the bubbles as it fell.Like stupid kids we dumped it near the ladder.My brother went down first and when I started down I slipped and fell that 30'.I was unconcious but my brother said he came over and kicked me lightly because he thought I was fakin.Went to the hospital and was released soon after,nothing broken just a concussion.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 4:18 PM |
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spongebob777
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The death of my dog Nikki when I was about 13 years old. We got her when I was a less than a year old.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 4:28 PM |
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SunBabe
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(remember when you had to dress up to go anywhere?)
Sorry to laugh in the midst of all this misfortune (that we all obviously survived), but that's EXACTLY what happened when I was playing hide and seek, slid into "home"...and broke my arm.
My father kept saying it was nothing, a sprain at the most. I kept creating a fuss and swore that I knew it was worse -- it was MY arm and I knew how it felt!
Finally I was dumped into the bathtub (yep, I WAS pretty dirty, I admit), made to put on a jumper and my stupid frilly white blouse (~gag~)...the one with ELASTIC that always strangled my forearm. Owwww! (all the while being told I was being overly dramatic about a little bit of everyday sprain-pain  )
Imagine my GLEE  when the X-Rays PROVED that I had broken my arm!!  I emerged from the ER with a cast up to my shoulder!!! ( If I could have reached my ears, I'm sure I would have gone ---->  )
But the BEST thing was that the docs had to cut the sleeve all the way off that UGLY blouse! 
Yep, losing that creepy blouse AND being right (and NOT 'over-dramatically' "faking") made breaking that arm worth all the pain 
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 4:37 PM |
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spongebob777
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When I was about 5 i was leaning against the bumper of the car in the driveway and I cut my back on a bubble of rusty chrome. My aunt who was about two years older than me decided to carry me into the house and dropped me on the concrete causing me to bit through my lower lip. I've got the scar from that one.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 6:55 PM |
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observed50
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Whoa ! Jankia...that's a distance to fall for a child..yer lucky!!
I know about those concussions...though none ever occurred from falling from a height...my feet were too big...from 2nd grade to 6th grade...13 concussions and 9 times unconscious...My friends to my teachers..."Mrs. Gourley, Mark is unconscious again."...then "Pat...Mark is unconscious again."
Parents wouldn't let me play football because they figured I'd have one two many concussions.
But I also had a student at the collegiate level whose father was one of the monster farm owners...10,000 acres, which is huge in Iowa. November afternoon, late harvest...sleeting...big overweight dad wanted thin, lithe son to climb up the grain bin that was filling to check on filling. Son argued....and it got a little ugly, because it was sleeting and he knew it'd be dangerous. Dad knew bin filling wrong with 120,000 bushels of corn could be dangerous in a different direction, so son climbed.
Slipped...fell...almost 100 feet...landed on back...wind knocked out...got up. Next day was lifting a client at an adult day care facility, and three vertebrae that had cracked in his lower back...gave way...and he was paralyzed. Great kid. Dumb dad.
Luckily for the kid, after a year...the swellin had been reduced enough in his back that doctors were able to really see the damage more clearly, found he hadn't torn through the cord...simply pulled and kinked it...surgery corrected...and I met him standing at a library card file doing research....I was overwhelmed with joy for him and his big dumb dad...what a relief of guilt...what a wonderful reclaiming of a life.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 7:00 PM |
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lonewolf299
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I've got plenty of them, fortunately I don't remember all of them. When I was about 5 years old, I was at my aunt and uncle's place and I fell down the stairs. Now I remember being at the top of the stairs but I don't remember how I got down them, I do know that there was alot of blood and people freaking out, apparently I had a concussion.
When I was in the second grade in the midst of winter, we were all going back inside to the school after recess, I stop at the line that is formed to get in and along comes a friend of mine(who happens to be a big guy) and just plows right into me causing me to fall face first into the sidewalk, giving me, yes that's right, another head injury. He looks at me and instead of saying "I'm sorry", he says "It looks like you got a light bulb in your head."
It's sad really that most of the injuries I have had through out my life are head injuries. Although it does explain alot.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 7:43 PM |
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Jankia
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Yes I was lucky observed but not nearly as lucky as your student was.A 100' hit is alot harder than a 30'.
The reason I was lucky is because my pa had just filled that silo so I landed on a pile of rotten silage that was left around after the blower was taken away.
After having all of those concussions do you still notice today that you can still have one and not even hit your head? Just a hard body slam will put me out.
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| Jun 12, 2006 @ 9:06 PM |
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definitelydi
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Or the time when I was about 3 years old and a stuck a dark green Tic Tac up my nose. Man...I STILL remember the burn 28 years later! I had a dark green track running from my nose to my lip!
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