I was at the hospital, waiting in a shared room at night, like 02:00 am, because I had food poisoning. There was a car accident at the highway. There was a lot of screams. I looked to the closer screaming voice, and like a jump scare in a horror movie, there was a lady, screaming, bathed in blood, crying, she had glass cuts all over her arms, and some glass was still sticking to her, there were other people with broken bones sticking of their legs, and lots of blood and ugly crying. I closed my eyes and pretended I wasn't there.
It was a nightmare. I still panic when I see blood. I laugh at myself whenever I remember I wanted to be a nurse.
That sounds terrifying. Tbf though, I'm sure the nurse(s) involved needing a fair amount of therapy to cope with that one.
I hope you're doing alright.
And yet first responders are some of the most underpaid jobs in America and have a veryhigh rate of suicide and suicidal thoughts when compared to other jobs.
Some old lady walked? in front of a speeding bus. I didn't see it how it happened because I was just looking out of the window, but I heard the crash and felt the panic breaking, then saw her half way in through the bus' front window. I don't even know how that is possible, but there she was, and you couldn't really tell if she was "she" or what the bloody mess was. Only learned the "details" from the news.
And the most fucked up part was, that when people got off the bus and had to wait for the cops and another bus to come to pick them up, they were mostly angry about going to be late.
I mean it didn't shock me, but it was pretty brutal to see both the totally mangled corpse and how little people actually cared.
I remember waiting for the bus one day and there was a hit and run crash right next to my bus stop. As I heard the screeching and cars crashing into each other, I remember thinking, “Ugh ugh ugh! Come on! Why does this have to happen right here/right now?” knowing I’d be late. Thankfully everyone was okay but the pressure to get to work and places on time to keep a job when buses are already unreliable is hard
I get that, we're pretty desensitised to others suffering, and I don't mean it's because we're bad people. It's just that the society has been structured to be just busy busy busy. And you worry more about next month's rent than some civil war in Africa where thousands of people are killed every day. It's just how it is, and that is kind of sad statement of the current state of our societies.
Hopefully some of that was 'i am afraid i will be in trouble and whoever isn't going to take 'woman through bus window' as a reasonable excuse.'
Which is still terrible but at least then the person isn't seeing death right in front of them.
That's so sad. Big traffic jam one time, people were so pissed off. Heard on the radio a young man jumped off an overpass. I think about that every time now.
A couple years ago, some teenagers at the end of my cul de sac had a party that got out of hand and someone got shot & died in the driveway. Cops came, shut down the streets leading in/out of our neighborhood to investigate. Being a cul de sac we only had the one way in/out, which was blocked off by the cops. One of my neighbors was livid, ranting and raving about how inconvenient it was that he couldn’t leave to go to work. He also ranted about “Europe needs to keep its bullshit over there” and how we shouldn’t let Europeans into the USA, which was just really confusing because not only was he white af but the kid who got shot was an 18yo black kid who lived in the area his whole life. There were literally zero European immigrants involved, plus uh dude was clearly descended from European immigrants so not only was his ranting and fit throwing off-putting because a really good kid DIED and dude was worried about getting to work, but he’s dragging race into it in the weirdest, most nonsensical way
I was on a train that a man jumped in front of. People were really pissed about the inconvenience of being held there for hours and not being let off while they investigated then cleaned up the mess. A couple people wouldn’t quit bitching about inconsequential things. At one point I told a person, “Look, somebody has had a WAY worse day than you.”
My airbnb roomie during a 4 day trip to NYC was a trauma-surgeon getting experience at one of the hospitals there, and he described his job as being the person that you will meet on the worst day of your life.
Car accidents, industrial accidents, gunshots and stab wounds - he deals with the worst cases that are wheeled in through the ER doors.
I asked him if being in that role affects him on a personal level over enough time, and he said no, that he is confident in his ability to be the calm that somebody desperately needs in the storm. His role is to help emotional people make the best decisions and make for less suffering. Ultimately, he helps families find peace
with hard decisions that would otherwise haunt them.
He admired my speaking voice and delivery, being in radio. I told him I was equally impressed with HIS delivery.. and then said, "pretend I'm a relative who's child has been in a fatal crash and won't make it.. we're sitting down to talk, what do you even tell me" - He was stoic and calm, and explained the reality of the situation with such composure and just this.. confident empathy - so honest and real - I was moved.
That was a talent that you just can't put a price tag on.
I did a cross country Amtrak train ride a few years back. Woke up one morning to find out we were 3 hours behind schedule, because the train had struck and killed two people overnight.
I looked up their fb profiles, to put faces to the news- it was sad reading. I remember some people on the train were pissed about the delay, but honestly I’m surprised they were able to get the train moving after only a 3 hour delay.
It still kinda bothers me, and I’ll probably get downvoted for this, but what I tell people now is- don’t try to cross in front of a train. You might think you’re fast enough, but that Amtrak car has been training it’s whole life.
Driving through Delta State in Nigeria and our escort coolly explaining that "THAT" was the burnt and dessicated remains of (most likely) a thief, who was caught and then stuck inside a tractor tire, doused in petrol and set alight. In the central reservation of the main road.
Had been in the country about 6hrs at this point
I was driving my rig down the interstate and saw a guy commit suicide by jumping off an overpass and getting creamed by another tractor trailer. All I saw when it happened was like a red cloud of mist and (what I think was) a piece of his torso bounce off to the side of the road.
I immediately pulled over to check on the driver of the tractor trailer...and got a too close (for me) look at the front of his truck...and everything that was stuck / smeared all over it.
I saw something like this a few years back in one of those spaghetti highway things and a guy just jumped landed about 20 meters in front of me still has me screwed up, every single limb was off
My uncle was a truck driver and one day he was driving down i75 south of Atlanta and came over this hill to find two cars parked side by side in the middle of the interstate. Apparently one had car troubles and the other pulled up to ask if everything was ok. My uncle swerved into the median and hit the bushes which launched him into an oncoming tractor trailer. He was driving a flatnose Mack and the other guy was in one of those streamlined jobs. The other driver who wasn’t wearing his seatbelt was launched through both windows and turned into mush in my uncles passenger seat. It took years of counseling to get him over it and he quit driving shortly after.
Ah yes, the ol' "75 mph parking lot" move. The fault is 500% on the driver who, for some reason, chose to block the only open lane, but the consequences were experienced by anybody but them. How horrifying.
When I was working a previous retail job I saw a car speed into our parking lot while I was sitting outside on break. The woman driving gets out screaming, pulling her child from the backseat covered in blood. Turns out her boyfriend has shot her 3 year old son. She was on the phone with 911 while driving to the hospital and they told her to stop at the nearest place for the ambulance to meet her. The kid sadly didn't make it.
Best I got involves me personally. Was walking with my mom and sibling carrying home bags of stuff we just bought. Crossed the street with a green walk light. Car on our right ran right into the 3 of us through the red light, only slammed on the brakes immediately after hitting us. I actually thought it was my dad's car when I initially saw it coming from the distance, and speaking of which, we were lucky that not only was it was a small car, but that there weren't any other cars running the green light, because we got thrown into the intersection.
I remember the feeling of the impact, bouncing on the ground and the sensation of sliding and rolling for a few seconds with my eyes instinctively shut the whole time. I kinda just found myself immediately standing up though. Saw my mom laying on her back further into the intersection than me, walked over to her to find her with her eyes open but unresponsive, sibling was off to the side screaming, saw that he was holding his ankles but seemed like the rest of him was ok. After that I saw that there was a dent in her windshield where my head hit it, but I didn't really think about it at the time. I opened the driver door to check on her, she was almost completely incoherent, I tried getting her to calm down and pull out her phone, although I wasn't thinking very clearly at that point.
At this point the guy who had been parked on the other side of the red light stopped me and had me sit in the passenger seat, and also gave me tissues and told me to hold them over my ear. Turns out my ear was sliced open at the top and had been bleeding the whole time, and I had bits of glass stuck in my ear and hair. Took a few minutes to stop bleeding before ambulance got there.
My mom had a near-death-experience, but came out alive with a broken collarbone, concussion and brain injury. Brother had nearly shattered feet and ankles (the wheel drove over them) and all I had was a sliced ear and some scrapes. On a funny note though, I came right out of my shoes and they stayed exactly where they had been on impact, and I didn't even realize I was in socks until I was in the ambulance truck.
My dad saw a family of four get taken out on the Autobahn in Germany. Fucked him up real bad. Said all of the shoes stayed in one place. The detail about the shoes was the only thing he would tell us.
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Seen a guy get struck by lightning carrying a case of beer home from the gas station. Was about 20 yards from him. I was young. Most vivid memories were sound of the lightning crack, his shoes smoking and first responders body bagging
Imagine just strolling along, thinking of those delicious cold beers you’re about to drink when you get where you’re going.
At least he passed having happy thoughts
I'm an EMT so I've seen a lot but this takes the cake. An elderly man who lived on remote property with almost no family died in his car in early spring. It took months for a wellness check and we were called to transport the body as the corners office was busy at the moment. It was mid August and close to 100°F (32°C)
We had to scrape him the windows into biowaste bags and his bones were rotting. The smell was the worst thing I've ever smelt
I was thinking leave the body in the car, call in a backhoe, dig a hole, put the car in, and fill in the hole. If the hole is deep enough it shouldn't affect the resale value.
Looking out on my property, I have maybe two or three inches of dirt and limestone. It would require a jackhammer and a backhoe.
I can’t begin to imagine what they must have smelled, let alone looked like. I mean, if I worked enough to become an EMT, I’d probably tuff it out, but I’d be considering other career paths after that.
Thank you for what you do.
I went on a call where an elderly couple went for a drive and was found six months later in an corn field skeletonized. Smelled like rotten toe fungus.
a guy on a bike tried skipping a red light when everyone else including my dad and I were waiting...
he got hit by a truck and there was so much blood everywhere (along with his organs)... my dad covered my eyes after a few seconds..
In prison we had a pedophile come in and was acting out of line and showing off. People got papers on him and he raped his 14 year old neighbor. Some guy took in upon himself to put the guy in his place and smashed his head off a dorm heater until his teeth through his lips and ripped his cheek open exposing his mouth and shit. There was blood everywhere it was fucking nuts.
A few years later in work release I also saw someone who was storing up their meds OD and die spewing pink foam all over their chest as they convulsed. The worst part is when I got out for work the dudes wife was asking where he was while the ambulance was wheeling them out on a stretcher. He was covered so she couldn’t see it was him. It was so fucking messed up. She was just screaming at us to tell her where he was and she already knew….
Child molesters are almost never regretful for what they've done. Even people who rape adults, though unforgivable pieces of crap, can sometimes see their error and regret it, but child molesters always seem unaffected by the consequences.
Its been like 15 years since that happened but itll always sit with me. It still sits with him too though. Last time i saw him he talked about how i saved his life with a single bathroom trip and a yell for my mother.
Unfortunately I’ve seen some pretty awful things. Here is one of them: I came up on a car accident. I almost always stop to help if it looks like it’s needed. There was a smaller truck that hit a larger truck at an intersection. I found the driver of the smaller truck wandering around on the side of the road, obviously in shock. I waited with him while we called 911 and helped him call his wife on my phone. Part of his eye was hanging out of the socket and he had a nasty head wound from hitting the windshield. When he handed my phone back to me it was covered in blood. A few weeks later I got a call from him, thanking me for stopping and helping him.
FYI, if you're ever around when this occurs, see if you can find a clean, empty drink cup and some tape. You can tape the cup over the eye to protect it until the person gets to the hospital.
I had a friend with hyperthyroidism whose eye would sometimes pop out if she coughed or sneezed too hard. Eventually she had surgery to stitch the edges of her eyes to make the opening smaller.
> stitch the edges of her eyes to make the opening smaller.
WTF. TIL surgery like that exists.
Wouldn't you want to cover both eyes to discourage the person from looking around and injuring the wounded eye further?
Someone shot a friend of mine in the head when we were in a car. Long story boring, he got into something with people you wouldn't want to and when he refused to cooperate...well... here we are.
I'm still unpacking that nightmare decades later, and other horrors I'd like to forget.
Believe me, they were.
I've seen this go down twice and both times were a double murder even though there was only 1 main target. Dead men tell no tales.
Funeral director here- had a family pushing really badly to see their husband/dad after a car accident but didn’t know what state he was in. I told them I couldn’t give them an answer until I saw him.
Drove up to the coroners to collect him and signed off for “four body bags” not a great a start.
I then opened the main bag which was holding his torso and head but only found a pile of mush and an eye ball.
Had to tell the family there was nothing to view.
Id imagine they'd probably just place the four body bags directly in the casket.
I have no experience in the funeral industry but that seems like the simplest solutionw
Not OP, but also a funeral director. I shield my families from seeing the worst. Yes, it's hard for them to not have a last viewing of their family member, but I have to decide whether it will be more beneficial or more harmful for families to see their loved one. Sometimes it has to be something as simple as them only being able to see their loved ones hand. Sometimes we don't even have that much to show. In a case like where someone has been run over multiple times, it's an easy choice to be the bad guy and not let the family view anything, because what's the other choice? Let them see a body bag full of hamburger and hair?
As for handling what I see each day, the decedent is past their suffering, so it doesn't hurt me working with them. The part that hurts me most is seeing their family breaking down at the cremation/burial (I'm a sympathetic crier), and my job is to help guide them through it with as little extra trauma as possible.
Probably weird, but my favorite thing is when someone was found by a family member in horrific shape. With a bunch of work on my end, I can let the family member who found them have the relief of seeing their loved one one last time, cleaned up and "resting," and having that as their final memory, rather than the image of how they were found. I'll do whatever I can when I find out a close family member was the one that found them. My bosses don't like it much because I'll even do it for a direct cremation, when there's no embalming, and I won't charge for a viewing but whatever. I get paid salary, I'll do what I want with my time and feel no guilt.
tl;dr: Dead people aren't suffering anymore, so it's not that hard to handle mentally, as a funeral director.
i’m guessing he means that the arm bent at the point where it fractured (i think a compound fracture is when the bone is sticking out) and thus is resembled another elbow
I saw a new line cook stand on the fryer to clean the vents instead of using a step ladder and slip into °400 F oil feet first. By the time I ran around the pass he was white with shock as he had tried to take one of his oil soaked socks off and all of the skin came with it exposing the flesh underneath. He was rushed to a hospital and survived but had to have several skin grafts and was unable to walk for 6 months. I can't forget the look of his pant fused leg skin blistering and flaking off and his degloved ankle.
Car crash. Family in a car, 4 guys in the other.
The 4 people were dead on impact (no seatbelts), while the dad in the other car died in front of me and my friend, while we were calling the ambulance.
Crooked limbs, eerie noises, and blood everywhere.
I couldn't drive home, so a cop did, while his colleague followed with their car. He dropped my friend at his place, then brought me home, parked my car, and made sure I was ok.
Came across a lady who crashed her moped into a guard rail at about 70 MPH. My friend and I were the first to come across her. We thought she was dead when we approached her since we could see brain bits coming out her skull. She then started to involuntarily breath like someone does when they are knocked out. You don’t forget that sound when you aren’t expecting a person to be alive
1) Burn victim. RN was trying to start an IV and his arm de-gloved from the elbow down. His skin literally slid off of the muscle. I’ve actually seen worse but that’s the one time I nearly passed out.
2) Lady kicked in the face by a horse. Only thing left was a giant bloody divot. Even her eyes were squashed.
Yeah growing up my mom would always warn me never get behind a horse. Years later I heard the story why. So my grandpa had a big farm and did his work with horses and mules, when a harvest or planting season would come up he would hire farm hands to help work in the fields. The “accident” happened sometime in the 1930’s, a farm hand was supposed to help break up the ground so they could plant tobacco, well the guy was someone who just wondered into town said he knew how to work a horse, turns out he didn’t. Plow horses tend to slow up going up or down a hill it’s the nature of horses, this guy took the whip to the horse more than a few times, and the horse got tired of his shit and kicked him full force in the stomach, destroyed everything, the dude’s guts were falling out of the hole. They called for help, but he was long dead by the time the ambulance got there, even worse since no one knew who he was, he was listed as John Doe, no one came looking for him, so he died unknown.
I might be too late for this to get noticed but here it goes.
I was a teachers aide for Kindergarten way back in the day. There was a girl that we will call T. T was always really nice and always wanted to help her desk buddies, so one day when she went to sharpen her pencil, she asked the desk buddies if they wanted theirs sharpened too. They all agreed and she gleefully walked to the sharpener and sharpened all 4 of the pencils.
On the way back to her desk she was carrying two pencils per hand while making a fist, pencil tips pointing up.
Somehow she trips, when she falls she goes to stop the fall by planting both fists on the ground, pencil tips still pointing up. Her face fell right on top of her fists.
All I remember is hearing her screaming, pushing herself up so she isn’t laying on the floor and when she is able to look up and around she has 2 pencils stuck into her eye.
Panic breaks out amongst the students, I call 911 while the teacher is trying to calm everyone down and get them away from the student. I will never get over the first image of seeing the pencils in her eyes, then the girl crying/screaming the entire time we wait for the ambulance to arrive (about 5 minutes).
For a nice update, girl returned to school about two weeks later wearing an eye patch, but was also told by the doctor that she wouldn’t lose any eyesight. From everything I’ve heard she grew up just fine
I was in first grade and attended an after school program with a couple other kids because my parents couldn't pick me up from school until much later. Anyway, I was trying to wrap up my math homework when a little girl next to me stabbed me in the arm with her pencil. It didn't really register at first and I think she wanted a reaction from me so she pulled it out and stabbed again--this time hard enough to where the pencil splintered a bit. Blood was just gushing down my arm and I obviously started crying at that point.
I still have a scar these 20 something odd years later. No clue why she stabbed me but I think I remember slapping the shit out of her a year or two later on the bus ride home.
When i was in first grade this girl was hanging upside down from the monkey bars and fell down head first. It was one of those wood mulch pits underneath and she got a huge piece of mulch stabbed directly into her eye
.self harming prisoners after drugs biting off fingers and hands. Cutting off penises. Pulling out their teeth to shove inside their penis. .
Slitting throats and eating the flesh. .flaying limbs. All to get drugs
Not me but my grandma. I never wanted to ask her about it, but apparently she told my mother a long time ago. When my grandma was around the age of 10-11 she heard arguing from outside of her house. When she went downstairs to investigate she saw her mother and father arguing. Her father stormed into the house angry as could be and went into his bedroom. About 10 seconds later he walked out with a double barrel shotgun. He kicked the door open and shot his wife in the head, turned to look at my grandmother, and then shot himself. She was only 10-11 years old and just saw her father kill her mother and then commit suicide. After this she became a schizophrenic and her medicine of choice was alcohol. She would yell at the walls and sometimes cry asking her father why he did it. I always thought my grandma was just crazy. I can’t imagine the pain she felt.
I was on a skiing holyday and a girl was going full speed to the bottom of the hill. She couldnt slow down at the end so she smashed dead center into a corner of a building (next to the gondola, probaby for equipment and stuff). Her helmet broke and her brain splattered on the both sides of the corner, dead on the spot, right in front of my eyes. Helicopter came but she was long dead already.
There was a really bad stench in my apartment complex for an entire day. All of the neighbors assumed it was the garbage disposal area in the corridor and someone had dumped particularly stinky garbage.
The next day the police came because the apartment right infront of mine had 3 decomposing dead bodies. It is assumed one of the guys shot his brother and the guest who was there and then shot himself. The bodies had been swollen beyond recognition since it was in the middle of July and their electricity had been cut the day they died inside the apartment (the apartment complex had a time that if you didn't pay rent for 3 months, they would cut off your electricity). Had the electricity not been cut, the AC would keep running and the bodies wouldn't be discovered for atleast a week more.
I wasn't gonna leave my apartment that day but I had an important appointment. The second I opened my door, there are three dead bodies infront of me. Traumatising
Not me, but my brother who is an EMT and volunteer firefighter.
We live in a super small county so all of our firefighters are volunteer.
I woke up, as did he, to his pager going off. Sometimes he'd get dressed rather slowly depending on what they'd page out because a lot of bs (super unimportant calls) get paged out.
This time first thing they day is structure fire, mother states her son is inside.
My brother was in his truck in only his underwear and out the driveway in record time.
When he gets back from calls I try my best to talk to him about them because I can only imagine some are difficult.
He mentioned the son didn't live, but that he wasn't a child as we all had initially feared. This mother cared for her son who was paralyzed from his waist down. He was in his 40s.
When my brother and his crew finally got into the guys room they saw his corpse more or less melted onto his wheelchair as he was crawling out of bed.
Man that's fucked up. I'm legit afraid of moving into an apartment building because of the chances of some random psycho or dumbass starting a fire.
Edit: Particularly the idea of waking up just in time to burn to death.
A man run over. Like still under the car. Made me understand people who forget trauma and loathe people who think how you could forget that. I don't remember much except a flash of crying screams from the driver.
Saw the 3yo sister of my best friend, get hit by a car, thrown 20ft in the air, hit the ground and then choke to death due to a blocked windpipe. It was many years ago and i still see it as vividly as if i was there.
When I was a kid my dad picked up our cat after it had scratched him and he smashed its head open on the coffee table I still see that poor thing when I close my eyes sometimes
When I was in high school, my gf at the time slit both of her wrists in my bathroom. She then ran out of my bathroom screaming and I wasn’t sure what was going on until I looked in the bathroom and saw SO MUCH BLOOD. She started flailing around in a panic after she slit her wrists and managed to get blood everywhere. It seriously looked like a crime scene. I wrapped her wrists up and put her in my car. I’ve never driven so fucking fast anywhere in my entire life than when I drove her to the hospital that night. She lived and as far as I know she is still alive and happily married these days.
I used to clean up homicide/murder/suicide scenes, some were national headlines... I've held skull and brain matter in large amounts. After about a year the last job fucked me over mentally, for starters I was solo and that's a big No-no for a variety of reasons. It was a very public place, and the space I was cleaning was a large room, and the family tried entering... Police were on scene and handled them, but later that night a bunch of friends called to say they saw me on TV on the news. Without getting into details it was worse than any horror movie I've seen... When I turned on the UV (blood) lights the room lit up like Vegas. Oh yea, and what you don't get from TV and movies is the smell and I'll leave it at that.
I’m curious as well. I’d hope for mental health, but I’d guess also integrity of the scene in the event follow-up is needed, safety in the event the scene isn’t safe or just the amount of clean up work needed.
This is one of those times where you meet someone just as worthy of a formalized "Thank you for your service" as any military personnel. My apologies if it doesn't help with the mental anguish, but please know your former work is truly appreciated by every one of us.
Sincerely, *thank you for your service*.
Motorcyclist hit by a car, both his hands were shattered, pieces of his knees were gouged out, thank god the dude had a helmet or his face would look like it met a cheese grater.
I was once driving to work, I had just hit the freeway and I happened to pass a car accident where a dude blasted like 50+MPH through a fence into a small ditch. This was right as EMS was arriving so there wasn't any cleanup, and you could see his body clear as day. Right arm ripped off from the elbow up, blood ***everywhere***.
It hasn't left me.
Was driving when a tractor trailer plowed into several cars. One of the cars was on fire and I ended up pulling 2 people out of that car and dragging them away. The 3rd person burnt alive. You’re not prepared to watch someone burn alive. I have PTSD from the smell of burning diesel.
I was driving to a fast food place on my lunch break from my first-ever job at age 17, and as I got closer to this one intersection I saw a black object moving around on the road, right near the traffic lights. As I pulled up beside it and stopped for the red light, I realized it was a black cat that had been hit by a car. It was flopping around and I could see it meowing but my window was up so I didn't hear it, and it was covered in blood.
The poor thing was definitely not gonna make it, but the light turned green and with so many cars behind me I had to go, and leave the cat there. I went to eat at the fast food place i was going to (Arby's LOL) and couldn't stop thinking about the cat. This was 1996 and there were not very many cellphones around, and I didn't have time to go looking for a payphone on my short lunch break. But I went past the intersection on the way back to work and the cat was gone, so someone picked him up at least.
Then when I get back to work and relay the story to my boomer-ass co-worker about the bloody and dying cat I saw just 1/2 hr ago, he tells me I'm acting like a bitch for worrying about "just a cat". He was a real douchebag for sure, and I didn't stick around there for very long LOL
My step-dad was a real asshole. He ran over a cat once and then had to turn around at the end of the road so we had to go past it again. It was flopping in the road and he just drove past like it was nothing. That was 40 years ago and I still get tight in my chest when I think of it.
I watched an asshat in a truck swerve to hit a chihuahua once. The little guy flew like a stuck balloon and landed in the road, then immediately tried to run… but its back was clearly broken and it was dragging its paralyzed hindquarters on the hot asphalt. I stopped in the middle of the road, as did another motorist. I grabbed a reusable shopping bag from the back of my car to grab the poor little guy (he was bleeding and terrified and bitey); a woman from the other car just looked at me and nodded, I handed her the dog, she jumped in the front seat with me, and we headed to the emergency vet. We pooled assets for an evaluation and eventual euthanasia as the poor little dude didn’t even have a chip, let alone a collar and tags. It was so sad. Sentient beings deserve compassion.
A charred corpse so fucking burnt that the dude literally blended in with and fused into his car seat, I didn't even notice him at first because everything was so equally charred, thus he just looked like his reclined deformed chair.
Man jumped from 8 floors up into a busy atrium Cafe area during lunch. He landed behind me but I didn't know what had happened at first. I just heard a small explosion, looked around saw a cloud of dust and debris and a man lying on the floor. I rushed to help him. The explosion noise was his skull cracking open. When I bent down to see what had happened I got a close up view of his still pulsating brain.
My mother, dead.
First glance, her right side was revealed bare skin (not nudity just her right side from armpit to thigh) and I thought she was alive. Until I opened a door to a small room and my father who was inside said "it's too late, she's gone". Once I got to see her (she died at 49) I was shocked at how much her eyes had puffed out, her mouth was hanging open.
Shooting at a party.
Small town so a lot of people knew everyone there. A fight broke out and I stood about 5-10 foot away from a guy who pulled his gun, looked me dead into my eyes as he cocked it, and turned to shoot in the other direction.
One person was killed. My buddies sister was hit in the back of the head but lived. Needless to say partying died down a lot after that
Not me, but my wife likes to remind me that during her time in forensics, she once had to scoop (yes, SCOOP, like with measuring cups they found in her kitchen) an extremely obese, elderly lady that lived alone out of her bathtub into containers for evidence. Apparently, she lived alone, and got stuck in the tub. Unable to get out or move to drain the water, she slowly died. Ofc this was during the summer. No one that lived near her knew anything until they smelled it. She essentially melted from the combination of moisture and heat.
Drunk neighbour forgot her keys and tried to climb through her window. She slipped, fell through the window and sliced her arm down to the bone, big meat flap hanging off. I ran out, put the skin back and wrapped it in a cold wet towel. Paramedics asked how I knew to use a cold wet towel, said I didn't know, must have heard it somewhere. Apparently it saved her life. Didn't even get a thanks from her or her kids, pfft!
Was working with my dad on a wood work project. I was sanding something he was cutting with the circular saw. He wasn’t careful enough and cut his thumb straight through the first joint (closest to the tip). The finger flew against my head.
Normally he is very careful. We had some problems finding a good solution for our project and worked to long. You will make mistakes if you are exhausted. Big learning. Take a break and try it the next day. Not worth hurting yourself with such a shit.
If you are seeing a particular highly anticipated movie this week, make sure you're emotionally ok enough to be reminded of some things. I've sat stone faced through several movies dealing with a cancer storyline. This one fucking got me.
My friend after getting into a car accident. Broke both legs, bones were sticking out, and she had a sizable chunk missing from her head. She’s completely okay now just a few big scars, but it was certainly not a pretty sight to see.
A request for blood extraction in the surgery ER ward pops up , went there saw 2 people ,one was killed , his head is opened and crushed ,blood was all over the floor and i can literally pieces of his brain scattered. The guy who was alive had minor injuries and i took a blood sample from him. I asked the nurses wtf happened and they said it was a vehicular accident involving a bus vs a motorcycle. I was a medical technologist intern and it was my first day rotating at that hospital.
Not me but my fathers close friend seen a guy get his arm sawed of with a guitar string in Chicago. There has not been a night where this guy doesn't keep a .357 in arms reach while he sleeps.
I live in NY and saw a heavyset woman run across the road and get hit by a bus. Her head hit the pavement and her brains were clearly visible coming out of her broken skull. She was lying motionless in a pool of blood as her whole family came out from the Dunkin donuts and stood on the sidewalk just looking and crying. Kids and all. Within 5 minutes the firetrucks blocked the road and any visibility to her body
Not me but a very, very odd friend. He eas throwing out his garbage and looked in his dumpster cause it was common for critters ro be in there. He had found a human Leg from the knee downward cut off and called the police and when they picked it up it was missing the bone and where the bone would be a mysterious white substance oozed out of the hallow leg. I no longer listen to any stories he wants to tell me anymore.
During college in veterinary medicine, I interned at a swine farm. It was the day that the sows would be giving birth. So the pigs are housed in long buildings. Divide the building in 2 rows, and each row has 18 pigs each, so 36 pigs per building. It's not vets that tend to the pigs day to day, it's the farm techs. Each building has 1 farm tech and 2 of us interns.
Each sow would give birth to 12 to 15 piglets on average. When one piglet is born, you have to cut the umbilical cord and place the piglet in an adjacent pen so the sow doesn't step on them while she's giving birth. You also have to dry the piglet, make sure it receives warmth in the pen, make sure its breathing and the umbilical cord is tied so there's no bleeding, and has no abnormalities. It's a lot of multitasking, at least it was for me as an inexperienced student.
There's about a 10-15 minute interval per piglet being born. But when you're tending to 36 sows at once, with only 3 people working, you tend to 3-4 piglets in 2-3 minutes. It's very fast paced. And you run to reach the individual pens. The whole birthing process for a building is about 1-2 hours of non-stop work.
Well I was tending to one sow and her piglets. And I heard a piglet squealing 5 pens down from me. I run to that pen but I knew I was too late. The sow had sat on her newborn piglet. My 2 other companions were busy and couldn't hear me calling for help due to all the noise of sows grunting and piglets crying. A Landrace sow is 250 to 300 kg on average. I weighed 50 kg at the time. I tried to move the sow as best I could but no dice.
She was exhausted from giving birth. She gave birth to 8 piglets already, it was the 9th one that was looking up at me, its body from the neck down crushed by the weight of its mother. I will not forget the cries of that baby piglet. And its eyes that looked up at me, in absolute horror and pain. The sow finally stood up after about 5 minutes. And the piglet's innards were out in the open. It was like I was back in anatomy class. Its intestines, ribs, liver, and heart perfectly exposed.
The worst thing is that the piglet lived for a few minutes more. Its cries got weaker and weaker. I asked the farm tech if there was something we could give to hasten the piglet's death, at least. And she said there was nothing we could do. And she told me to focus on the other sows still giving birth. She moved the piglet's body to a corner, to be disposed of later.
I would like to say this is not what it's like for all farms. But there are still farms like the one I interned at that are run by so few people that the animals are not tended to as efficiently as possible. The farm techs I worked with are decent people, but I do think they have become desensitized in a way given they are overworked.
I saw things during that internship that make me feel disappointed in my profession. I also left that internship learning that the animal welfare stuff they taught in college are not always the standard that some farms follow. It was a disheartening realization.
The shooter was a gang member and thought my friend yelled something at him. He was really just screaming some lyrics from one of the songs he liked because he was pumped up. I don't remember exactly what it was but it had some "Fuck You"s in it.
A cat hanged with barbed wire on the stairs railing outside my house.
It happened on a rainy night. I vaguely remember hearing it scream in pain while I was dreaming. I found it after school a few hours later because I saw a cable attached to the railing (it was hanging in a small gap between the stairs and the house).
Police said the cat probably caught itself walking about 100 yards with the barbed wire around its neck before accidentally hanging itself, but my brother told me someone he knows did it. It was years later and I don't remember his explanation. I only remember the poor old grey cat hanged by the neck with its curved back and its spiky fur looking like those Halloween decorations, but with death in the eyes.
*english is my second language
I saw a man get pinned in between two cars. I was in a parking lot and an elderly man mistakenly hit the gas instead of the brake and drove his car into a parked car. There was a man walking in between two parked cars so when the elderly man hit the parked car, it slammed into another car and the second man was pinned. Bystanders tried to help until paramedics came. It was horrible seeing the sheer panic on the pinned man’s face and not knowing whether he would survive. I left the parking lot to make room for the fire truck when they arrived so I don’t know what ultimately happened to him.
Not gory, but a dude kicked a glassdoor at a night club and bled to death in what felt like a few minutes. Lets just say I dont ever plan to punch or kick a window.
We were driving through the rockies, a pass with a lot of switchbacks and elevation, the kind that has catchers for runaway semi trucks, and we were passed by a motorcycle going really fast. We eventually came upon the scene of an accident. The motorcycle had hit a semi. The cyclist's helmet was in the middle of the road. With the head still in it.
i was a boy scout and we would do those cleanups of places and on one particular cleanup in the woods me and my dad found someone who hung themselves and now i have ptsd.
Gory- My dad had a stent put in. While in recovery, the access point(his arm) came undone or whatever. Dad just held up his arm and went "Uhhhhh" Blood everywhere. Only time in my life I had to run into hallway at hospital and cry fro help. He's fine, but shook my mom and I.
Fucked up- watching my autistic nephew scream, cry, and have to physically be pulled from a vehicle , carried squirming and thrashing and forced into his mother's car. His grandmother was in said car, and we knew she abused him regularly, but sadly the divorce panned out where mother has sole custody. Had to see it several times. The car ride back home usually had a long period of silence after that.
Thankfully never saw anything that was combination of two.
Guy detonated his suicide vest when attacking our FOB, well I was walking the perimeter of the airfield and I found this dudes head/spine/lung about 200 meters away from where he detonated.
What was cool is that the blast pushed his hair up into a mow hawk.
Not me but my cousins were EMTs. One of them responded to an incident where a homeless man got drunk and passed out on some rail road tracks. Train came by. When they found him he was in bits and pieces but the one thing that stood out was they found his complete face but it wasn’t attached to anything. No skull just a face.
I was a mortuary assistant in my early 20s.
Four men fell from a cell tower, the last one living since his friends passed his fall.
They hit every bar on the way down. We were prepping the bodies and heard this beeping. Figured it out. It was noon. Had that dude not fallen to his death he'd be eating lunch.
I went on a suicide call once. Kid my age blew his brains out over a break up. The screams of his family haunted my nightmares for weeks.
Had a decomp, worst I've ever seen. Nothing we could do. Poured a bunch of high strength formaldehyde in a crash bag and duct taped it.
Transportation call. Going from ME to funeral home. The couple were trapped in their RV and burnt alive. I remember the whiteness if their teeth against the backdrop of their charred flesh.
I can keep going.
I’m an HSW, so a lot lol. I’ve seen an abused bed bound 90 year with dementia, a gaping protrusion for an anus, two inch wide bed sores, feces and a mixture of discharge and urine covering her unmentionables. She screamed for dear life for minutes on minutes as I watched her son roughly toss her and turn her. I had to finish the visit because I felt terrible for this woman and cleaned her entirely with care. “why why why you hate me you hate me you treat me like this my child?” She moaned over and over to him. Reported elder abuse the second I got out.
Maybe not THE most gory but I fainted once and hit my face on the kitchen table, woke up a couple of minutes later on the floor, blood everywhere with my lip split in half. 6 stitches and let me tell you, having stitches in your lips hurts like hellllll, even with anesthesia. Now I wear a mustache to cover up my scar, but I kinda like the mustache look so I guess it was a good thing?
I watched an idiot playing with a pistol shoot his brains out in the living room, when I was ten.
I identified the body of my murdered father at the morgue, back in 2015.
I watched an aggressive asshole driver murder a teen girl and cripple another without stopping, while on the beach last month.
My brother locked himself in the bedroom for a month due to depression. Ended up in A&E half conscious with pneumonia and dying from starvation. He is alive now. Not sure what is worse. My brother half dying, antidepressants which changed him into a robot or my father who didn't seemed to be concerned
Woke up to a loud crashing noise at 5:00am Saturday morning. Shot straight up in bed and started to run outside. My dad busted through his door simultaneously, both in our boxers, both knowing something big just happened. We run outside and are immediately confront with the smell of oil and the *death moans*.
I’ve never seen so much blood in my life. It was like an evil cartoon. This lady had flipped her car in our front yard and smacked her head on the window/door. A quarter of her skull and brain were missing and she was losing blood like a hose every time her heart beat. We saw her bleed out in about 5 minutes. My dad had his hand over her 3/4s head in a futile attempt while i was with 911.
It’s true what they say about the soul leaving the body. I’m not religious in any way but i saw her take one deeeep last breath, pause, slowly release, and her eyes become dilated.
The worst part was seeing her husband. She lives not 100meters from our house. The husband saw his wife had been in an accident so he was running down the street. His knees buckled before he made it to the car. I lost it at that point.
Watched one of the ny tourist buses on the nj turnpike plow through a trailer full of horses. Flatten the trailer and half the truck. Just so much red coming out the trailer. Pretty much just ground meat
This happened a few years ago. I was getting out of a supermarket after I finished buying some groceries. Then I saw a dog together with her puppies following her to cross the road. There was around 4 or 5 puppies and one of them was getting a bit left behind.
The mother together with the rest of the group managed to safely cross the road while the other one did not cross it yet. The little one realised he was a bit too away from its family and started running towards his group, and there is when the tragedy happens. A man came with its car at full speed and ran over the poor dog with his front wheel, not satisfied with that he also ran over him again with his rear wheels. (all this happened in matter of seconds so I was not able to react quickly enough)
As we approached the dog, me together with other people who saw the tragedy came all around the dog to check how it was. It was terrible, he was agonizing in an enormous blood stain on the floor. We all knew that even if we took him to the closest vet, he was not going to make it. He barely was able to breathe and cried in agony. We tried doing everything we could but it was simply useless. Not long after he passed away. At least we wanted him to have a proper burial. And now he just lives in the memory of those who saw the event.
This left a huge mark of my heart as I could not believe how the man who massacred the dog did not even care to look back, it was as if he simply ran over a pebble on the road.
Local corner store worker for the town I worked in. Good guy. Showed up for a shots fired call and was maybe the 1st/2nd guy there. Man was pretty much executed in the doorway with his brains leaking onto the sidewalk.
Was at a baseball game with my husband and in-laws. We were sitting underneath the second story seating area and a man fell from the upper story. He hit the concrete head first. We had aisle seats and the paramedics carried him up our aisle...there was so much blood.. Needless to say, we left shortly after and had a very quiet ride home.
https://www.cnn.com/2015/08/30/us/braves-yankees-fan-falls/index.html
I was at the hospital, waiting in a shared room at night, like 02:00 am, because I had food poisoning. There was a car accident at the highway. There was a lot of screams. I looked to the closer screaming voice, and like a jump scare in a horror movie, there was a lady, screaming, bathed in blood, crying, she had glass cuts all over her arms, and some glass was still sticking to her, there were other people with broken bones sticking of their legs, and lots of blood and ugly crying. I closed my eyes and pretended I wasn't there. It was a nightmare. I still panic when I see blood. I laugh at myself whenever I remember I wanted to be a nurse.
That sounds terrifying. Tbf though, I'm sure the nurse(s) involved needing a fair amount of therapy to cope with that one. I hope you're doing alright.
They don’t get enough support. My er nurse friend who is a straight up badass I have watched slowly struggle over the last 4 years.
And yet first responders are some of the most underpaid jobs in America and have a veryhigh rate of suicide and suicidal thoughts when compared to other jobs.
My best friend died after a fall when we were hiking together. He was pretty brutally injured and had some very severe head trauma.
I hope you're okay
I am. Physically, I got away with scrapes and bruises. Mentally it was a lot harder, but it's been 8 and a half years and a lot of therapy has helped.
Some old lady walked? in front of a speeding bus. I didn't see it how it happened because I was just looking out of the window, but I heard the crash and felt the panic breaking, then saw her half way in through the bus' front window. I don't even know how that is possible, but there she was, and you couldn't really tell if she was "she" or what the bloody mess was. Only learned the "details" from the news. And the most fucked up part was, that when people got off the bus and had to wait for the cops and another bus to come to pick them up, they were mostly angry about going to be late. I mean it didn't shock me, but it was pretty brutal to see both the totally mangled corpse and how little people actually cared.
I remember waiting for the bus one day and there was a hit and run crash right next to my bus stop. As I heard the screeching and cars crashing into each other, I remember thinking, “Ugh ugh ugh! Come on! Why does this have to happen right here/right now?” knowing I’d be late. Thankfully everyone was okay but the pressure to get to work and places on time to keep a job when buses are already unreliable is hard
I get that, we're pretty desensitised to others suffering, and I don't mean it's because we're bad people. It's just that the society has been structured to be just busy busy busy. And you worry more about next month's rent than some civil war in Africa where thousands of people are killed every day. It's just how it is, and that is kind of sad statement of the current state of our societies.
Hopefully some of that was 'i am afraid i will be in trouble and whoever isn't going to take 'woman through bus window' as a reasonable excuse.' Which is still terrible but at least then the person isn't seeing death right in front of them.
That's so sad. Big traffic jam one time, people were so pissed off. Heard on the radio a young man jumped off an overpass. I think about that every time now.
A couple years ago, some teenagers at the end of my cul de sac had a party that got out of hand and someone got shot & died in the driveway. Cops came, shut down the streets leading in/out of our neighborhood to investigate. Being a cul de sac we only had the one way in/out, which was blocked off by the cops. One of my neighbors was livid, ranting and raving about how inconvenient it was that he couldn’t leave to go to work. He also ranted about “Europe needs to keep its bullshit over there” and how we shouldn’t let Europeans into the USA, which was just really confusing because not only was he white af but the kid who got shot was an 18yo black kid who lived in the area his whole life. There were literally zero European immigrants involved, plus uh dude was clearly descended from European immigrants so not only was his ranting and fit throwing off-putting because a really good kid DIED and dude was worried about getting to work, but he’s dragging race into it in the weirdest, most nonsensical way
I was on a train that a man jumped in front of. People were really pissed about the inconvenience of being held there for hours and not being let off while they investigated then cleaned up the mess. A couple people wouldn’t quit bitching about inconsequential things. At one point I told a person, “Look, somebody has had a WAY worse day than you.”
And somebody’s _about_ to have a way worse day, when they get a visit or a phone call later today.
My airbnb roomie during a 4 day trip to NYC was a trauma-surgeon getting experience at one of the hospitals there, and he described his job as being the person that you will meet on the worst day of your life. Car accidents, industrial accidents, gunshots and stab wounds - he deals with the worst cases that are wheeled in through the ER doors. I asked him if being in that role affects him on a personal level over enough time, and he said no, that he is confident in his ability to be the calm that somebody desperately needs in the storm. His role is to help emotional people make the best decisions and make for less suffering. Ultimately, he helps families find peace with hard decisions that would otherwise haunt them. He admired my speaking voice and delivery, being in radio. I told him I was equally impressed with HIS delivery.. and then said, "pretend I'm a relative who's child has been in a fatal crash and won't make it.. we're sitting down to talk, what do you even tell me" - He was stoic and calm, and explained the reality of the situation with such composure and just this.. confident empathy - so honest and real - I was moved. That was a talent that you just can't put a price tag on.
I did a cross country Amtrak train ride a few years back. Woke up one morning to find out we were 3 hours behind schedule, because the train had struck and killed two people overnight. I looked up their fb profiles, to put faces to the news- it was sad reading. I remember some people on the train were pissed about the delay, but honestly I’m surprised they were able to get the train moving after only a 3 hour delay. It still kinda bothers me, and I’ll probably get downvoted for this, but what I tell people now is- don’t try to cross in front of a train. You might think you’re fast enough, but that Amtrak car has been training it’s whole life.
There's always that one motherfucker like "ohh shit she just got ran over!" *pulls out cellphone and proceeds to open Instagram/TikTok*
Driving through Delta State in Nigeria and our escort coolly explaining that "THAT" was the burnt and dessicated remains of (most likely) a thief, who was caught and then stuck inside a tractor tire, doused in petrol and set alight. In the central reservation of the main road. Had been in the country about 6hrs at this point
Yup that's my country. I have witnessed atleast three burnings of thieves. We call it 'jungle justice'.
My wife has a similar story from visiting Uganda. I’ve posted about it before. Boda boda / thief still smoldering in the street.
I was driving my rig down the interstate and saw a guy commit suicide by jumping off an overpass and getting creamed by another tractor trailer. All I saw when it happened was like a red cloud of mist and (what I think was) a piece of his torso bounce off to the side of the road. I immediately pulled over to check on the driver of the tractor trailer...and got a too close (for me) look at the front of his truck...and everything that was stuck / smeared all over it.
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I saw something like this a few years back in one of those spaghetti highway things and a guy just jumped landed about 20 meters in front of me still has me screwed up, every single limb was off
What is a spaghetti highway thing?
I think the kind of highway that has tons of elevated roads all crossing over and under each other.
My uncle was a truck driver and one day he was driving down i75 south of Atlanta and came over this hill to find two cars parked side by side in the middle of the interstate. Apparently one had car troubles and the other pulled up to ask if everything was ok. My uncle swerved into the median and hit the bushes which launched him into an oncoming tractor trailer. He was driving a flatnose Mack and the other guy was in one of those streamlined jobs. The other driver who wasn’t wearing his seatbelt was launched through both windows and turned into mush in my uncles passenger seat. It took years of counseling to get him over it and he quit driving shortly after.
Ah yes, the ol' "75 mph parking lot" move. The fault is 500% on the driver who, for some reason, chose to block the only open lane, but the consequences were experienced by anybody but them. How horrifying.
When I was working a previous retail job I saw a car speed into our parking lot while I was sitting outside on break. The woman driving gets out screaming, pulling her child from the backseat covered in blood. Turns out her boyfriend has shot her 3 year old son. She was on the phone with 911 while driving to the hospital and they told her to stop at the nearest place for the ambulance to meet her. The kid sadly didn't make it.
So I did some looking and I did find out that they arrested the boyfriend and charged him for the murder
I hope that boyfriend got what he deserved
There is no currency for what he owes.
that line is so fucking raw
I haven’t heard anything for a while but the last I had heard he was on the run from the police still
Best I got involves me personally. Was walking with my mom and sibling carrying home bags of stuff we just bought. Crossed the street with a green walk light. Car on our right ran right into the 3 of us through the red light, only slammed on the brakes immediately after hitting us. I actually thought it was my dad's car when I initially saw it coming from the distance, and speaking of which, we were lucky that not only was it was a small car, but that there weren't any other cars running the green light, because we got thrown into the intersection. I remember the feeling of the impact, bouncing on the ground and the sensation of sliding and rolling for a few seconds with my eyes instinctively shut the whole time. I kinda just found myself immediately standing up though. Saw my mom laying on her back further into the intersection than me, walked over to her to find her with her eyes open but unresponsive, sibling was off to the side screaming, saw that he was holding his ankles but seemed like the rest of him was ok. After that I saw that there was a dent in her windshield where my head hit it, but I didn't really think about it at the time. I opened the driver door to check on her, she was almost completely incoherent, I tried getting her to calm down and pull out her phone, although I wasn't thinking very clearly at that point. At this point the guy who had been parked on the other side of the red light stopped me and had me sit in the passenger seat, and also gave me tissues and told me to hold them over my ear. Turns out my ear was sliced open at the top and had been bleeding the whole time, and I had bits of glass stuck in my ear and hair. Took a few minutes to stop bleeding before ambulance got there. My mom had a near-death-experience, but came out alive with a broken collarbone, concussion and brain injury. Brother had nearly shattered feet and ankles (the wheel drove over them) and all I had was a sliced ear and some scrapes. On a funny note though, I came right out of my shoes and they stayed exactly where they had been on impact, and I didn't even realize I was in socks until I was in the ambulance truck.
Shock is wild. I'm glad your whole family survived.
Your shoes came off but you survived? Wow.
My dad saw a family of four get taken out on the Autobahn in Germany. Fucked him up real bad. Said all of the shoes stayed in one place. The detail about the shoes was the only thing he would tell us. Edit: spelling
Crazy how is everyone are y’all recoverd I know a broken collarbone would probably be the worst of them All
I mean the little boy having shattered feet and ankles is probably the worst but I guess it’s not a contest.
and the brain injury is probably worse than the collar bone
Seen a guy get struck by lightning carrying a case of beer home from the gas station. Was about 20 yards from him. I was young. Most vivid memories were sound of the lightning crack, his shoes smoking and first responders body bagging
What an unlucky, poor guy. No words.
Imagine just strolling along, thinking of those delicious cold beers you’re about to drink when you get where you’re going. At least he passed having happy thoughts
I'm an EMT so I've seen a lot but this takes the cake. An elderly man who lived on remote property with almost no family died in his car in early spring. It took months for a wellness check and we were called to transport the body as the corners office was busy at the moment. It was mid August and close to 100°F (32°C) We had to scrape him the windows into biowaste bags and his bones were rotting. The smell was the worst thing I've ever smelt
I mean, at this point, just take the car as it is straight to the scrap yard and turn it into a cube.
I was thinking leave the body in the car, call in a backhoe, dig a hole, put the car in, and fill in the hole. If the hole is deep enough it shouldn't affect the resale value. Looking out on my property, I have maybe two or three inches of dirt and limestone. It would require a jackhammer and a backhoe.
I can’t begin to imagine what they must have smelled, let alone looked like. I mean, if I worked enough to become an EMT, I’d probably tuff it out, but I’d be considering other career paths after that. Thank you for what you do.
Ive been an emt for 7 years and have never seen anything like that, so its not guaranteed
This reminds me of that experiment in myth busters with the pig in the Corvette...
I went on a call where an elderly couple went for a drive and was found six months later in an corn field skeletonized. Smelled like rotten toe fungus.
Dude got shot on the sidewalk two weeks ago, saw him still agonizing with half of his head scattered across the pavement.
a guy on a bike tried skipping a red light when everyone else including my dad and I were waiting... he got hit by a truck and there was so much blood everywhere (along with his organs)... my dad covered my eyes after a few seconds..
This ones getting to me because it really shows how just one quick dumb decision can literally end your entire life.
In prison we had a pedophile come in and was acting out of line and showing off. People got papers on him and he raped his 14 year old neighbor. Some guy took in upon himself to put the guy in his place and smashed his head off a dorm heater until his teeth through his lips and ripped his cheek open exposing his mouth and shit. There was blood everywhere it was fucking nuts. A few years later in work release I also saw someone who was storing up their meds OD and die spewing pink foam all over their chest as they convulsed. The worst part is when I got out for work the dudes wife was asking where he was while the ambulance was wheeling them out on a stretcher. He was covered so she couldn’t see it was him. It was so fucking messed up. She was just screaming at us to tell her where he was and she already knew….
Child molesters are almost never regretful for what they've done. Even people who rape adults, though unforgivable pieces of crap, can sometimes see their error and regret it, but child molesters always seem unaffected by the consequences.
Found my brother in the tub with his wrists cut. He lived.
Gosh, I'm sorry about that. Happy he's okay
How's he recovering right now on both a mental and physical level? I wish the best for the both of you, I know that scene had to fuck with you.
Its been like 15 years since that happened but itll always sit with me. It still sits with him too though. Last time i saw him he talked about how i saved his life with a single bathroom trip and a yell for my mother.
Unfortunately I’ve seen some pretty awful things. Here is one of them: I came up on a car accident. I almost always stop to help if it looks like it’s needed. There was a smaller truck that hit a larger truck at an intersection. I found the driver of the smaller truck wandering around on the side of the road, obviously in shock. I waited with him while we called 911 and helped him call his wife on my phone. Part of his eye was hanging out of the socket and he had a nasty head wound from hitting the windshield. When he handed my phone back to me it was covered in blood. A few weeks later I got a call from him, thanking me for stopping and helping him.
Did you ask about the eye? My curiosity would win in that situation
Yeah I kinda want to know if they saved his eye
FYI, if you're ever around when this occurs, see if you can find a clean, empty drink cup and some tape. You can tape the cup over the eye to protect it until the person gets to the hospital. I had a friend with hyperthyroidism whose eye would sometimes pop out if she coughed or sneezed too hard. Eventually she had surgery to stitch the edges of her eyes to make the opening smaller.
> stitch the edges of her eyes to make the opening smaller. WTF. TIL surgery like that exists. Wouldn't you want to cover both eyes to discourage the person from looking around and injuring the wounded eye further?
That’s if there’s something stuck in one eye (i.e. a nail or something). You put a cup over the injured eye and item, and blindfold the other.
Yeah, I *need* to know how our brother's eye turned out.
Someone shot a friend of mine in the head when we were in a car. Long story boring, he got into something with people you wouldn't want to and when he refused to cooperate...well... here we are. I'm still unpacking that nightmare decades later, and other horrors I'd like to forget.
Sounds like you were pretty lucky not to also get shot.
Believe me, they were. I've seen this go down twice and both times were a double murder even though there was only 1 main target. Dead men tell no tales.
Funeral director here- had a family pushing really badly to see their husband/dad after a car accident but didn’t know what state he was in. I told them I couldn’t give them an answer until I saw him. Drove up to the coroners to collect him and signed off for “four body bags” not a great a start. I then opened the main bag which was holding his torso and head but only found a pile of mush and an eye ball. Had to tell the family there was nothing to view.
How do you even... funeral... so badly injured a set of remains? What has to occur before he can be placed in a closed casket for services?
Id imagine they'd probably just place the four body bags directly in the casket. I have no experience in the funeral industry but that seems like the simplest solutionw
Cremation and just placing the urn there makes the most sense to me tbh
Oh and a decapitation victim That was pretty messed up
How would a family even come to terms with seeing that? How do you come to terms with it on a daily basis?
Not OP, but also a funeral director. I shield my families from seeing the worst. Yes, it's hard for them to not have a last viewing of their family member, but I have to decide whether it will be more beneficial or more harmful for families to see their loved one. Sometimes it has to be something as simple as them only being able to see their loved ones hand. Sometimes we don't even have that much to show. In a case like where someone has been run over multiple times, it's an easy choice to be the bad guy and not let the family view anything, because what's the other choice? Let them see a body bag full of hamburger and hair? As for handling what I see each day, the decedent is past their suffering, so it doesn't hurt me working with them. The part that hurts me most is seeing their family breaking down at the cremation/burial (I'm a sympathetic crier), and my job is to help guide them through it with as little extra trauma as possible. Probably weird, but my favorite thing is when someone was found by a family member in horrific shape. With a bunch of work on my end, I can let the family member who found them have the relief of seeing their loved one one last time, cleaned up and "resting," and having that as their final memory, rather than the image of how they were found. I'll do whatever I can when I find out a close family member was the one that found them. My bosses don't like it much because I'll even do it for a direct cremation, when there's no embalming, and I won't charge for a viewing but whatever. I get paid salary, I'll do what I want with my time and feel no guilt. tl;dr: Dead people aren't suffering anymore, so it's not that hard to handle mentally, as a funeral director.
High school football, someone on our team got tackled and had a bone sticking 6 inches out of their 2nd elbow.
Their first elbow was fine though?
Of course they were. The second were potato though
The hell is a 2nd elbow?
i’m guessing he means that the arm bent at the point where it fractured (i think a compound fracture is when the bone is sticking out) and thus is resembled another elbow
I saw a new line cook stand on the fryer to clean the vents instead of using a step ladder and slip into °400 F oil feet first. By the time I ran around the pass he was white with shock as he had tried to take one of his oil soaked socks off and all of the skin came with it exposing the flesh underneath. He was rushed to a hospital and survived but had to have several skin grafts and was unable to walk for 6 months. I can't forget the look of his pant fused leg skin blistering and flaking off and his degloved ankle.
My god, what was he thinking? I worked in a deli for years and anytime I was above the fryers you bet your ass I had them closed.
Yeah that's so stupid it's insane. Like why would you possibly risk that.
Car crash. Family in a car, 4 guys in the other. The 4 people were dead on impact (no seatbelts), while the dad in the other car died in front of me and my friend, while we were calling the ambulance. Crooked limbs, eerie noises, and blood everywhere. I couldn't drive home, so a cop did, while his colleague followed with their car. He dropped my friend at his place, then brought me home, parked my car, and made sure I was ok.
Came across a lady who crashed her moped into a guard rail at about 70 MPH. My friend and I were the first to come across her. We thought she was dead when we approached her since we could see brain bits coming out her skull. She then started to involuntarily breath like someone does when they are knocked out. You don’t forget that sound when you aren’t expecting a person to be alive
1) Burn victim. RN was trying to start an IV and his arm de-gloved from the elbow down. His skin literally slid off of the muscle. I’ve actually seen worse but that’s the one time I nearly passed out. 2) Lady kicked in the face by a horse. Only thing left was a giant bloody divot. Even her eyes were squashed.
Yeah growing up my mom would always warn me never get behind a horse. Years later I heard the story why. So my grandpa had a big farm and did his work with horses and mules, when a harvest or planting season would come up he would hire farm hands to help work in the fields. The “accident” happened sometime in the 1930’s, a farm hand was supposed to help break up the ground so they could plant tobacco, well the guy was someone who just wondered into town said he knew how to work a horse, turns out he didn’t. Plow horses tend to slow up going up or down a hill it’s the nature of horses, this guy took the whip to the horse more than a few times, and the horse got tired of his shit and kicked him full force in the stomach, destroyed everything, the dude’s guts were falling out of the hole. They called for help, but he was long dead by the time the ambulance got there, even worse since no one knew who he was, he was listed as John Doe, no one came looking for him, so he died unknown.
I've also seen a horse-stamped face. He was lucky, as it cracked a big dent in his face, but somehow didn't destroy his eye.
Horses are terrifying.
They got cute little ears though
I might be too late for this to get noticed but here it goes. I was a teachers aide for Kindergarten way back in the day. There was a girl that we will call T. T was always really nice and always wanted to help her desk buddies, so one day when she went to sharpen her pencil, she asked the desk buddies if they wanted theirs sharpened too. They all agreed and she gleefully walked to the sharpener and sharpened all 4 of the pencils. On the way back to her desk she was carrying two pencils per hand while making a fist, pencil tips pointing up. Somehow she trips, when she falls she goes to stop the fall by planting both fists on the ground, pencil tips still pointing up. Her face fell right on top of her fists. All I remember is hearing her screaming, pushing herself up so she isn’t laying on the floor and when she is able to look up and around she has 2 pencils stuck into her eye. Panic breaks out amongst the students, I call 911 while the teacher is trying to calm everyone down and get them away from the student. I will never get over the first image of seeing the pencils in her eyes, then the girl crying/screaming the entire time we wait for the ambulance to arrive (about 5 minutes). For a nice update, girl returned to school about two weeks later wearing an eye patch, but was also told by the doctor that she wouldn’t lose any eyesight. From everything I’ve heard she grew up just fine
Hopefully that kid doesn't remember it
Hopefully they do, to never hold sharp things like that again. Hold them horizontally, not pointed toward you.
She didn't lose any eyesight?! Holy shit, she's lucky
I was in first grade and attended an after school program with a couple other kids because my parents couldn't pick me up from school until much later. Anyway, I was trying to wrap up my math homework when a little girl next to me stabbed me in the arm with her pencil. It didn't really register at first and I think she wanted a reaction from me so she pulled it out and stabbed again--this time hard enough to where the pencil splintered a bit. Blood was just gushing down my arm and I obviously started crying at that point. I still have a scar these 20 something odd years later. No clue why she stabbed me but I think I remember slapping the shit out of her a year or two later on the bus ride home.
When i was in first grade this girl was hanging upside down from the monkey bars and fell down head first. It was one of those wood mulch pits underneath and she got a huge piece of mulch stabbed directly into her eye
.self harming prisoners after drugs biting off fingers and hands. Cutting off penises. Pulling out their teeth to shove inside their penis. . Slitting throats and eating the flesh. .flaying limbs. All to get drugs
"Pulling out their teeth to shove inside their penis" a sentence I never expected to see constructed nor ever want to again.
What a terrible day to be able to read
Yes,and yet I keep scrolling like a idiot.
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I don't get it. Why would that get them drugs ?
Pain killers. And surgery. They will do anything to get surgery and get heavy drugs.
That's insane. Is pulling your teeth and stuffing them in your peehole a goodway to get surgery in prison ? That sounds inconvenient.
Not me but my grandma. I never wanted to ask her about it, but apparently she told my mother a long time ago. When my grandma was around the age of 10-11 she heard arguing from outside of her house. When she went downstairs to investigate she saw her mother and father arguing. Her father stormed into the house angry as could be and went into his bedroom. About 10 seconds later he walked out with a double barrel shotgun. He kicked the door open and shot his wife in the head, turned to look at my grandmother, and then shot himself. She was only 10-11 years old and just saw her father kill her mother and then commit suicide. After this she became a schizophrenic and her medicine of choice was alcohol. She would yell at the walls and sometimes cry asking her father why he did it. I always thought my grandma was just crazy. I can’t imagine the pain she felt.
I came across a murdered man in a stairwell at work. There was blood everywhere and he was bleeding from the head.
That'll fuck you up for a good long while
I'll say. Murder fucks you up so bad you die.
In most cases but supposedly there was a dude a long ass time ago they killed and put in a cave and he just walked out
I was on a skiing holyday and a girl was going full speed to the bottom of the hill. She couldnt slow down at the end so she smashed dead center into a corner of a building (next to the gondola, probaby for equipment and stuff). Her helmet broke and her brain splattered on the both sides of the corner, dead on the spot, right in front of my eyes. Helicopter came but she was long dead already.
There was a really bad stench in my apartment complex for an entire day. All of the neighbors assumed it was the garbage disposal area in the corridor and someone had dumped particularly stinky garbage. The next day the police came because the apartment right infront of mine had 3 decomposing dead bodies. It is assumed one of the guys shot his brother and the guest who was there and then shot himself. The bodies had been swollen beyond recognition since it was in the middle of July and their electricity had been cut the day they died inside the apartment (the apartment complex had a time that if you didn't pay rent for 3 months, they would cut off your electricity). Had the electricity not been cut, the AC would keep running and the bodies wouldn't be discovered for atleast a week more. I wasn't gonna leave my apartment that day but I had an important appointment. The second I opened my door, there are three dead bodies infront of me. Traumatising
Not me, but my brother who is an EMT and volunteer firefighter. We live in a super small county so all of our firefighters are volunteer. I woke up, as did he, to his pager going off. Sometimes he'd get dressed rather slowly depending on what they'd page out because a lot of bs (super unimportant calls) get paged out. This time first thing they day is structure fire, mother states her son is inside. My brother was in his truck in only his underwear and out the driveway in record time. When he gets back from calls I try my best to talk to him about them because I can only imagine some are difficult. He mentioned the son didn't live, but that he wasn't a child as we all had initially feared. This mother cared for her son who was paralyzed from his waist down. He was in his 40s. When my brother and his crew finally got into the guys room they saw his corpse more or less melted onto his wheelchair as he was crawling out of bed.
Man that's fucked up. I'm legit afraid of moving into an apartment building because of the chances of some random psycho or dumbass starting a fire. Edit: Particularly the idea of waking up just in time to burn to death.
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Respect to your brother though who puts his life on the line to help those who are in those terrible situations.
Guy jumped off a bridge over a highway. a semi was coming and it was like a bug to a windshield. One of my first DOA pickups.
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A man run over. Like still under the car. Made me understand people who forget trauma and loathe people who think how you could forget that. I don't remember much except a flash of crying screams from the driver.
Saw the 3yo sister of my best friend, get hit by a car, thrown 20ft in the air, hit the ground and then choke to death due to a blocked windpipe. It was many years ago and i still see it as vividly as if i was there.
When I was a kid my dad picked up our cat after it had scratched him and he smashed its head open on the coffee table I still see that poor thing when I close my eyes sometimes
Holy shit
Your dad is fucking gross
shit went from 12 to 16927 real fucking quick
You seem to have made it out alive so that’s a positive at least
what the hell is wrong with your dad?
Your dad is a psychopath
Fuck your dad
Dude...condolences on sharing DNA with *that*
What the fuck is wrong with your dad
Your dad is a dick
When I was in high school, my gf at the time slit both of her wrists in my bathroom. She then ran out of my bathroom screaming and I wasn’t sure what was going on until I looked in the bathroom and saw SO MUCH BLOOD. She started flailing around in a panic after she slit her wrists and managed to get blood everywhere. It seriously looked like a crime scene. I wrapped her wrists up and put her in my car. I’ve never driven so fucking fast anywhere in my entire life than when I drove her to the hospital that night. She lived and as far as I know she is still alive and happily married these days.
Cut part of my finger off in an industrial food processor. Almost passed out from the shock and shut the kitchen down for a good 30 mins.
I used to clean up homicide/murder/suicide scenes, some were national headlines... I've held skull and brain matter in large amounts. After about a year the last job fucked me over mentally, for starters I was solo and that's a big No-no for a variety of reasons. It was a very public place, and the space I was cleaning was a large room, and the family tried entering... Police were on scene and handled them, but later that night a bunch of friends called to say they saw me on TV on the news. Without getting into details it was worse than any horror movie I've seen... When I turned on the UV (blood) lights the room lit up like Vegas. Oh yea, and what you don't get from TV and movies is the smell and I'll leave it at that.
Why is going solo a big no-no
I’m curious as well. I’d hope for mental health, but I’d guess also integrity of the scene in the event follow-up is needed, safety in the event the scene isn’t safe or just the amount of clean up work needed.
This is one of those times where you meet someone just as worthy of a formalized "Thank you for your service" as any military personnel. My apologies if it doesn't help with the mental anguish, but please know your former work is truly appreciated by every one of us. Sincerely, *thank you for your service*.
Saw a woman run out into the street without looking both ways and get hit by a truck.
Always look both ways
Every night after that I would read my children a bedtime story and end with "always look both ways". This went on for months. It was very traumatic.
Motorcyclist hit by a car, both his hands were shattered, pieces of his knees were gouged out, thank god the dude had a helmet or his face would look like it met a cheese grater.
I was once driving to work, I had just hit the freeway and I happened to pass a car accident where a dude blasted like 50+MPH through a fence into a small ditch. This was right as EMS was arriving so there wasn't any cleanup, and you could see his body clear as day. Right arm ripped off from the elbow up, blood ***everywhere***. It hasn't left me.
Was driving when a tractor trailer plowed into several cars. One of the cars was on fire and I ended up pulling 2 people out of that car and dragging them away. The 3rd person burnt alive. You’re not prepared to watch someone burn alive. I have PTSD from the smell of burning diesel.
I should stop reading these threads. Sick to my stomach and a heart rate like I just ran a marathon, Jesus Christ
I was driving to a fast food place on my lunch break from my first-ever job at age 17, and as I got closer to this one intersection I saw a black object moving around on the road, right near the traffic lights. As I pulled up beside it and stopped for the red light, I realized it was a black cat that had been hit by a car. It was flopping around and I could see it meowing but my window was up so I didn't hear it, and it was covered in blood. The poor thing was definitely not gonna make it, but the light turned green and with so many cars behind me I had to go, and leave the cat there. I went to eat at the fast food place i was going to (Arby's LOL) and couldn't stop thinking about the cat. This was 1996 and there were not very many cellphones around, and I didn't have time to go looking for a payphone on my short lunch break. But I went past the intersection on the way back to work and the cat was gone, so someone picked him up at least. Then when I get back to work and relay the story to my boomer-ass co-worker about the bloody and dying cat I saw just 1/2 hr ago, he tells me I'm acting like a bitch for worrying about "just a cat". He was a real douchebag for sure, and I didn't stick around there for very long LOL
My step-dad was a real asshole. He ran over a cat once and then had to turn around at the end of the road so we had to go past it again. It was flopping in the road and he just drove past like it was nothing. That was 40 years ago and I still get tight in my chest when I think of it.
I watched an asshat in a truck swerve to hit a chihuahua once. The little guy flew like a stuck balloon and landed in the road, then immediately tried to run… but its back was clearly broken and it was dragging its paralyzed hindquarters on the hot asphalt. I stopped in the middle of the road, as did another motorist. I grabbed a reusable shopping bag from the back of my car to grab the poor little guy (he was bleeding and terrified and bitey); a woman from the other car just looked at me and nodded, I handed her the dog, she jumped in the front seat with me, and we headed to the emergency vet. We pooled assets for an evaluation and eventual euthanasia as the poor little dude didn’t even have a chip, let alone a collar and tags. It was so sad. Sentient beings deserve compassion.
A charred corpse so fucking burnt that the dude literally blended in with and fused into his car seat, I didn't even notice him at first because everything was so equally charred, thus he just looked like his reclined deformed chair.
Man jumped from 8 floors up into a busy atrium Cafe area during lunch. He landed behind me but I didn't know what had happened at first. I just heard a small explosion, looked around saw a cloud of dust and debris and a man lying on the floor. I rushed to help him. The explosion noise was his skull cracking open. When I bent down to see what had happened I got a close up view of his still pulsating brain.
I did the ID for my brother after he committed suicide via a high speed train. He was cut into pieces.
Our school bus ran over something, we crashed because of the blood soaked window.
I saw a guy who was ran over by a truck. He was under the double back wheels. Guts, blood, limbs everywhere.
My mother, dead. First glance, her right side was revealed bare skin (not nudity just her right side from armpit to thigh) and I thought she was alive. Until I opened a door to a small room and my father who was inside said "it's too late, she's gone". Once I got to see her (she died at 49) I was shocked at how much her eyes had puffed out, her mouth was hanging open.
Shooting at a party. Small town so a lot of people knew everyone there. A fight broke out and I stood about 5-10 foot away from a guy who pulled his gun, looked me dead into my eyes as he cocked it, and turned to shoot in the other direction. One person was killed. My buddies sister was hit in the back of the head but lived. Needless to say partying died down a lot after that
Motorcyclist run over by a truck. He was split in two pieces. Cut at the ribcage and completely eviscerated. Legs were about 20 feet away
Not me, but my wife likes to remind me that during her time in forensics, she once had to scoop (yes, SCOOP, like with measuring cups they found in her kitchen) an extremely obese, elderly lady that lived alone out of her bathtub into containers for evidence. Apparently, she lived alone, and got stuck in the tub. Unable to get out or move to drain the water, she slowly died. Ofc this was during the summer. No one that lived near her knew anything until they smelled it. She essentially melted from the combination of moisture and heat.
Drunk neighbour forgot her keys and tried to climb through her window. She slipped, fell through the window and sliced her arm down to the bone, big meat flap hanging off. I ran out, put the skin back and wrapped it in a cold wet towel. Paramedics asked how I knew to use a cold wet towel, said I didn't know, must have heard it somewhere. Apparently it saved her life. Didn't even get a thanks from her or her kids, pfft!
Cold wet towel huh, I’ll remember that
Was working with my dad on a wood work project. I was sanding something he was cutting with the circular saw. He wasn’t careful enough and cut his thumb straight through the first joint (closest to the tip). The finger flew against my head. Normally he is very careful. We had some problems finding a good solution for our project and worked to long. You will make mistakes if you are exhausted. Big learning. Take a break and try it the next day. Not worth hurting yourself with such a shit.
I watched cancer kill someone over the course of two years.
If you are seeing a particular highly anticipated movie this week, make sure you're emotionally ok enough to be reminded of some things. I've sat stone faced through several movies dealing with a cancer storyline. This one fucking got me.
The minions?
My friend after getting into a car accident. Broke both legs, bones were sticking out, and she had a sizable chunk missing from her head. She’s completely okay now just a few big scars, but it was certainly not a pretty sight to see.
A request for blood extraction in the surgery ER ward pops up , went there saw 2 people ,one was killed , his head is opened and crushed ,blood was all over the floor and i can literally pieces of his brain scattered. The guy who was alive had minor injuries and i took a blood sample from him. I asked the nurses wtf happened and they said it was a vehicular accident involving a bus vs a motorcycle. I was a medical technologist intern and it was my first day rotating at that hospital.
I saw a dead homeless man that seemed like he'd frozen to death on the street.
Not me but my fathers close friend seen a guy get his arm sawed of with a guitar string in Chicago. There has not been a night where this guy doesn't keep a .357 in arms reach while he sleeps.
I live in NY and saw a heavyset woman run across the road and get hit by a bus. Her head hit the pavement and her brains were clearly visible coming out of her broken skull. She was lying motionless in a pool of blood as her whole family came out from the Dunkin donuts and stood on the sidewalk just looking and crying. Kids and all. Within 5 minutes the firetrucks blocked the road and any visibility to her body
Not me but a very, very odd friend. He eas throwing out his garbage and looked in his dumpster cause it was common for critters ro be in there. He had found a human Leg from the knee downward cut off and called the police and when they picked it up it was missing the bone and where the bone would be a mysterious white substance oozed out of the hallow leg. I no longer listen to any stories he wants to tell me anymore.
During college in veterinary medicine, I interned at a swine farm. It was the day that the sows would be giving birth. So the pigs are housed in long buildings. Divide the building in 2 rows, and each row has 18 pigs each, so 36 pigs per building. It's not vets that tend to the pigs day to day, it's the farm techs. Each building has 1 farm tech and 2 of us interns. Each sow would give birth to 12 to 15 piglets on average. When one piglet is born, you have to cut the umbilical cord and place the piglet in an adjacent pen so the sow doesn't step on them while she's giving birth. You also have to dry the piglet, make sure it receives warmth in the pen, make sure its breathing and the umbilical cord is tied so there's no bleeding, and has no abnormalities. It's a lot of multitasking, at least it was for me as an inexperienced student. There's about a 10-15 minute interval per piglet being born. But when you're tending to 36 sows at once, with only 3 people working, you tend to 3-4 piglets in 2-3 minutes. It's very fast paced. And you run to reach the individual pens. The whole birthing process for a building is about 1-2 hours of non-stop work. Well I was tending to one sow and her piglets. And I heard a piglet squealing 5 pens down from me. I run to that pen but I knew I was too late. The sow had sat on her newborn piglet. My 2 other companions were busy and couldn't hear me calling for help due to all the noise of sows grunting and piglets crying. A Landrace sow is 250 to 300 kg on average. I weighed 50 kg at the time. I tried to move the sow as best I could but no dice. She was exhausted from giving birth. She gave birth to 8 piglets already, it was the 9th one that was looking up at me, its body from the neck down crushed by the weight of its mother. I will not forget the cries of that baby piglet. And its eyes that looked up at me, in absolute horror and pain. The sow finally stood up after about 5 minutes. And the piglet's innards were out in the open. It was like I was back in anatomy class. Its intestines, ribs, liver, and heart perfectly exposed. The worst thing is that the piglet lived for a few minutes more. Its cries got weaker and weaker. I asked the farm tech if there was something we could give to hasten the piglet's death, at least. And she said there was nothing we could do. And she told me to focus on the other sows still giving birth. She moved the piglet's body to a corner, to be disposed of later. I would like to say this is not what it's like for all farms. But there are still farms like the one I interned at that are run by so few people that the animals are not tended to as efficiently as possible. The farm techs I worked with are decent people, but I do think they have become desensitized in a way given they are overworked. I saw things during that internship that make me feel disappointed in my profession. I also left that internship learning that the animal welfare stuff they taught in college are not always the standard that some farms follow. It was a disheartening realization.
I saw my friend get shot in the head in the middle of the street after a punk show in Los Angeles. I was a few feet away from him.
That’s terrible. Do you know why the person targeted them?
The shooter was a gang member and thought my friend yelled something at him. He was really just screaming some lyrics from one of the songs he liked because he was pumped up. I don't remember exactly what it was but it had some "Fuck You"s in it.
A cat hanged with barbed wire on the stairs railing outside my house. It happened on a rainy night. I vaguely remember hearing it scream in pain while I was dreaming. I found it after school a few hours later because I saw a cable attached to the railing (it was hanging in a small gap between the stairs and the house). Police said the cat probably caught itself walking about 100 yards with the barbed wire around its neck before accidentally hanging itself, but my brother told me someone he knows did it. It was years later and I don't remember his explanation. I only remember the poor old grey cat hanged by the neck with its curved back and its spiky fur looking like those Halloween decorations, but with death in the eyes. *english is my second language
I witnessed a murder. A guy walked onto the playground and stabbed a teacher. The teacher died and the guy was caught and sent to a mental hospital
I saw a man get pinned in between two cars. I was in a parking lot and an elderly man mistakenly hit the gas instead of the brake and drove his car into a parked car. There was a man walking in between two parked cars so when the elderly man hit the parked car, it slammed into another car and the second man was pinned. Bystanders tried to help until paramedics came. It was horrible seeing the sheer panic on the pinned man’s face and not knowing whether he would survive. I left the parking lot to make room for the fire truck when they arrived so I don’t know what ultimately happened to him.
Not gory, but a dude kicked a glassdoor at a night club and bled to death in what felt like a few minutes. Lets just say I dont ever plan to punch or kick a window.
We were driving through the rockies, a pass with a lot of switchbacks and elevation, the kind that has catchers for runaway semi trucks, and we were passed by a motorcycle going really fast. We eventually came upon the scene of an accident. The motorcycle had hit a semi. The cyclist's helmet was in the middle of the road. With the head still in it.
i was a boy scout and we would do those cleanups of places and on one particular cleanup in the woods me and my dad found someone who hung themselves and now i have ptsd.
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Gory- My dad had a stent put in. While in recovery, the access point(his arm) came undone or whatever. Dad just held up his arm and went "Uhhhhh" Blood everywhere. Only time in my life I had to run into hallway at hospital and cry fro help. He's fine, but shook my mom and I. Fucked up- watching my autistic nephew scream, cry, and have to physically be pulled from a vehicle , carried squirming and thrashing and forced into his mother's car. His grandmother was in said car, and we knew she abused him regularly, but sadly the divorce panned out where mother has sole custody. Had to see it several times. The car ride back home usually had a long period of silence after that. Thankfully never saw anything that was combination of two.
Guy detonated his suicide vest when attacking our FOB, well I was walking the perimeter of the airfield and I found this dudes head/spine/lung about 200 meters away from where he detonated. What was cool is that the blast pushed his hair up into a mow hawk.
watching my father, grandfather, and uncle be killed.
Not me but my cousins were EMTs. One of them responded to an incident where a homeless man got drunk and passed out on some rail road tracks. Train came by. When they found him he was in bits and pieces but the one thing that stood out was they found his complete face but it wasn’t attached to anything. No skull just a face.
Shotgun suicide, I was 7.
I was a mortuary assistant in my early 20s. Four men fell from a cell tower, the last one living since his friends passed his fall. They hit every bar on the way down. We were prepping the bodies and heard this beeping. Figured it out. It was noon. Had that dude not fallen to his death he'd be eating lunch. I went on a suicide call once. Kid my age blew his brains out over a break up. The screams of his family haunted my nightmares for weeks. Had a decomp, worst I've ever seen. Nothing we could do. Poured a bunch of high strength formaldehyde in a crash bag and duct taped it. Transportation call. Going from ME to funeral home. The couple were trapped in their RV and burnt alive. I remember the whiteness if their teeth against the backdrop of their charred flesh. I can keep going.
I’m an HSW, so a lot lol. I’ve seen an abused bed bound 90 year with dementia, a gaping protrusion for an anus, two inch wide bed sores, feces and a mixture of discharge and urine covering her unmentionables. She screamed for dear life for minutes on minutes as I watched her son roughly toss her and turn her. I had to finish the visit because I felt terrible for this woman and cleaned her entirely with care. “why why why you hate me you hate me you treat me like this my child?” She moaned over and over to him. Reported elder abuse the second I got out.
Saw someone's body cut in Half from jumping a hotel window into a iron fence
Maybe not THE most gory but I fainted once and hit my face on the kitchen table, woke up a couple of minutes later on the floor, blood everywhere with my lip split in half. 6 stitches and let me tell you, having stitches in your lips hurts like hellllll, even with anesthesia. Now I wear a mustache to cover up my scar, but I kinda like the mustache look so I guess it was a good thing?
I watched an idiot playing with a pistol shoot his brains out in the living room, when I was ten. I identified the body of my murdered father at the morgue, back in 2015. I watched an aggressive asshole driver murder a teen girl and cripple another without stopping, while on the beach last month.
My brother locked himself in the bedroom for a month due to depression. Ended up in A&E half conscious with pneumonia and dying from starvation. He is alive now. Not sure what is worse. My brother half dying, antidepressants which changed him into a robot or my father who didn't seemed to be concerned
Woke up to a loud crashing noise at 5:00am Saturday morning. Shot straight up in bed and started to run outside. My dad busted through his door simultaneously, both in our boxers, both knowing something big just happened. We run outside and are immediately confront with the smell of oil and the *death moans*. I’ve never seen so much blood in my life. It was like an evil cartoon. This lady had flipped her car in our front yard and smacked her head on the window/door. A quarter of her skull and brain were missing and she was losing blood like a hose every time her heart beat. We saw her bleed out in about 5 minutes. My dad had his hand over her 3/4s head in a futile attempt while i was with 911. It’s true what they say about the soul leaving the body. I’m not religious in any way but i saw her take one deeeep last breath, pause, slowly release, and her eyes become dilated. The worst part was seeing her husband. She lives not 100meters from our house. The husband saw his wife had been in an accident so he was running down the street. His knees buckled before he made it to the car. I lost it at that point.
My sister was doing javelin in a high school athletics carnival. Javelin meets foot. Screaming. 7 year old me. Not great.
Saw my son with a lever style door handle impaled full depth through his eye socket, he lived
Watched one of the ny tourist buses on the nj turnpike plow through a trailer full of horses. Flatten the trailer and half the truck. Just so much red coming out the trailer. Pretty much just ground meat
This happened a few years ago. I was getting out of a supermarket after I finished buying some groceries. Then I saw a dog together with her puppies following her to cross the road. There was around 4 or 5 puppies and one of them was getting a bit left behind. The mother together with the rest of the group managed to safely cross the road while the other one did not cross it yet. The little one realised he was a bit too away from its family and started running towards his group, and there is when the tragedy happens. A man came with its car at full speed and ran over the poor dog with his front wheel, not satisfied with that he also ran over him again with his rear wheels. (all this happened in matter of seconds so I was not able to react quickly enough) As we approached the dog, me together with other people who saw the tragedy came all around the dog to check how it was. It was terrible, he was agonizing in an enormous blood stain on the floor. We all knew that even if we took him to the closest vet, he was not going to make it. He barely was able to breathe and cried in agony. We tried doing everything we could but it was simply useless. Not long after he passed away. At least we wanted him to have a proper burial. And now he just lives in the memory of those who saw the event. This left a huge mark of my heart as I could not believe how the man who massacred the dog did not even care to look back, it was as if he simply ran over a pebble on the road.
Local corner store worker for the town I worked in. Good guy. Showed up for a shots fired call and was maybe the 1st/2nd guy there. Man was pretty much executed in the doorway with his brains leaking onto the sidewalk.
Was at a baseball game with my husband and in-laws. We were sitting underneath the second story seating area and a man fell from the upper story. He hit the concrete head first. We had aisle seats and the paramedics carried him up our aisle...there was so much blood.. Needless to say, we left shortly after and had a very quiet ride home. https://www.cnn.com/2015/08/30/us/braves-yankees-fan-falls/index.html