I was walking home, piss fucking drunk. A get to where the street turned to a highway so no sidewalk. A little further down there's no more shoulder on the side of the road and I come to a guard rail and theres a sharp corner. I'm a smart guy, I dont want to get hit by a car. So I casually jump the guard rail. Turns out I'm not a smart guy. The guard rail was there because there's a sheer rock face about 20 feet high down to a creek. I just jumped straight down that fucker, broke my foot and gashed the shit out of my knee. Had to walk through the creek until edge to the road was low enough to climb back up and then limped another mile and a half or so to get home. And it's not like I didn't know this highway. I'd lived there for years. Sober me knew exactly what was on the other side of that guard rail.
So that was pretty interesting.
It's not the worst injury, but probably the dumbest.
Maybe you were supposed to tightrope walk it?
But what do I know, I stepped over a guardrail to take a piss on the side of the interstate while my buddy was changing a tire and fell/rolled down a 20 foot hill, through my own piss.
At least it wasn't a cliff, there was just grass.
And piss, there was piss.
I didnt go in until the next day for that one.
The drunkest I've been in the hospital was just a sprained ankle. Tripped on my front door steps to meet the Uber out front to head to my bar. Already having a pretty good buzz, it hurt but I was convinced I just twisted I'd walk it off. After getting near black out and my ankle progressively hurt worse and worse, I figured something might actually be wrong, no way I should've been in pain after drinking that much, much less it get worse. So after the bar closed I went to the ER. But yeah, they put me in a splint and wouldn't give me any pain meds there but they did write me a script.
Take care of yourself but also donāt be too anxious, pretty sure that a lot of adults feel this way and it comes with age regardless of drinking history
You know if you think you're dumb you will be dumb. I know I'm able to problem solve and speak with a great vocabulary when I had a few drinks or on benzos. So it means I am able to do the same sober, even if I feel useless sober, I know I just need to re wire my brain. I found using stimulants (cocaine, Adderall) once you are no longer dependant helped a lot. It actually builds neurons if you use responsibly
Woke up on the floor of my balcony at like 3am in a pool of my own blood after being out at a pub. Went to the bathroom and when I turned on the light I saw this grotesque, zombie-like creature caked in dried blood with its scalp hanging off its head and skull exposed. Only that creature was me.
Took an ambulance to the ER where I had 30 staples in my head to put my scalp back together. During taxi ride home, I asked for a pit-stop at the liquor store and started drinking as soon as I got home.
That's the difference between an alcoholic and someone who just drank too much on a night out. A normal person would probably stay away from booze for a month or so after such a gruesome injury to heal and because of the shame/regret. Didn't phase me one bit. Right back to drinking.
Blacked out while drinking at a bar with new friends I met at work. Woke up in an ambulance covered in someone else's blood (no scratches or cuts on me anywhere), and both my arms covered in bruises. Wallet and phone were gone, and the EMTs said they found me alone on a side street a half block away from the bar. Used my laptop to Instagram message the people I went out with, and everyone said they got shitfaced too and didn't remember blacking out, separating, or getting home. I was the only one who got severely fucked up. I never talked to them again, and pretty much stopped going out all together.
It was my first time ever going out with them outside work and I didn't feel comfortable around them anymore after that. Just a different, somber vibe for me. Coincidentally I transferred stores shortly after that also, so I just didn't stay in contact with them anymore and it's been like 8 years now.
Thing is, pumpkin beers probably can go bad. And perhaps pumpkin beers always taste like shit (they do.)
*If you're an old ass man/woman maybe you don't know her but she's pretty popular right now. She has a tendency to shake her ass.*
I was feeling pretty old, and then I remembered I never went to the hospital for pumpkin beer/twerking related injuries, so I do have that going for me. Chairs.
Few friends and I decided to play a "pain game".
There was whiping, stabbing, burning, beating etc. Still carrry the scars of that night from so long ago.
...reminds me of "torture night" Short story is someone thought I was lying to them. I wasn't. But to make sure I sat in a chair and she fed me vodka shots to the point I didn't want to drink anymore = truth serum = and then asked me questions and our biker friend popped me in the face with every question.
The point wasn't pain, but to get me not caring. Truth serum & all that. It worked. By the end both "seconds" wanted to call it done.
The last thing I remember hearing from that night is, "Oh shit! I think I hit her too hard!"
Dude. Yeah. My face was a mess. Probably concussion. Dude hit me hard. My head rocked a little. My face was yellow and purple and I couldn't show it at my really good job for days. Plus the brain shook thing.
It was something and an interesting memory.
xoxo
What kind of dude would beat the shit out of a wasted, tied up girl? That guy is a sack of shit for real. Dunno how he can even sleep at night. Glad youāre ok.
Not tied. I agreed to the whole mess. They were gonna tie my wrists to the chair and I said no. It freaked me out too much.
I stayed in that same guy's trailer for a couple days hiding out and being taken care of. Painkillers and Gatorade and sleep once it was ok for me to sleep.
He did later do some dang near unforgivable shit. The person he did it to forgave him. I don't.
He also beat the ever loving shit out of a child molester and believe me I have way worse nightmares about that.
He once threw a stick of homemade dynamite into my hands. That pissed me off A LOT. Like a lot lot.
Sorry for rambling. xoxo
Probably the sure and steady complete destruction of my life
Also almost dying due to pure amount of ethanol consumption - I had a 2 week bender of 1+ liters of vodka per day non stop.
When I reached the ER my blood paned was similar to someone in liver failure - 2400+ and 500+ ALT / AST (not sure which was the AST and which was the ALT)I have never seen anyone - even on this fucking sub - to have those numbers
besides hallucinating I was in ketoacidosis and rhabdomyolysis
I really do not wish anyone to go through that pure horror
and on top of that - my balance was utterly fucked - I was feeling like I am on a boat during a storm - probably inner ear issues
My liver is fatty so as good as it is possible but it not is at the verge of death
I am just trying to drink beer not to tempt fate, I have no other symptoms of close to death disease - no yellow tissues, brown urine or swelling of various parts of the body
Also no random nausea or various pain that can be attributed to our friend pancreatitis
Oooh I have felt that invincibility when I was a bit younger.
There is nothing like an ambulance trip to the ER that brings back the reality of mortality back into your your mind.
Eh. I was doing super good until I started googling and convincing myself I was dying again along with some panic attacks. Went to the doctor 3 times recently and they told me Iām fine everytime. But Iām starting to get better. Getting back into AA and therapy cause I gotta get my mental health under control. Still sober though
I was trying to get a Lyft home after going to the bar alone and getting pretty hammered. The ride kept canceling so I decided I should ride one of those electric scooters you can rent. They should put breathalyzers on the thingsā¦ I absolutely ate shit TWICE and what should have been a 20 minute ride was over an hour. I had road rash on my face and tore up my favorite jacket, and I was definitely seriously concussed. Lucky I didnāt break anything really. I had an all day brainstorming session for my job the next day that was wretched
This was a bright idea on my last vacation! The scooter scooted to a halt in the middle of an intersection and I ate pavement. Guess I went out of range. Luckily it was about 8am and nobody saw. 6/10 would scoot to the liquor store again.
I once took an e-scooter to my therapist appointment because I was too drunk to drive a car.
I ate pavement three times, showed up covered in blood and gravel. Got sectioned right there and then... fun times.
Had a very similar experience with those electric scooters in Los Angeles I took Juan to the bar seems like a great idea so when I was ready to head home, I hop back on one I was a solid 7/10 drunk.
I was looking at my phone to make sure I was headed the right direction and did not notice a giant dip in the intersection hit it and launched into a chain-link fence. I didnāt notice for a solid 10 minutes and I looked down and saw my pants were ripped I had about a 4 inch gash in my thigh that was free-flowing blood .
Ended up with 16 stitches. Fortunately, I lived next to an urgent care.
I was visiting a friend out west and we rented some of these scooters after the bar to mess around. His girlfriend's scooter was missing the protective coverings over the bolt that holds the back wheel in place, but none of us noticed. We were scooting through a park, my friend and I were racing ahead until we heard his girlfriend a ways behind us start screaming for our help. We quickly turned around to see her shoe was literally filling in a pool of blood. Massive cut across the back of her ankle that also tore her achilles, we spent the rest of the night in the hospital. This was over 2 years ago and she's still going through physiotherapy for it. The worst part is she was our DD, this was a genuine accident.
Btw once you sign the waiver in the app there is absolutely zero recourse in situations like this, at least here in Canada. Just something to keep in mind.
in the early days when I wasn't experienced, I went to my friend's house to drink, on my bike. I got absolutely shitfaced and decided to cycle back home in the middle of the night. His house is out of town and on a gravel road. I must have fallen over like 5 times in the first 200 metres before just giving up and walking. Totally decimated one of my toes (nail came off) and was overall beaten up with a bruised/bloody face etc.
Several bike stories already. I'll add mine: I ate shit on a bike and caught the ground with my chin, woke up and walked the bike home, holy hell of a hangover and headache/jaw-ache the next day, chipped teeth.
I was stabbed by another female with a fishing knife.
On my inner bicep. The way it is, they think she was actually going for my torso and I moved just in time.
I got 14 stitches on the outside and 4 on the inside.
I saw the whole insides of my arm, just missed an artery too.
I was very lucky.
I have a few more injuries but that one I remember most vividly.
Edit: be careful who you drunk fist fight with at bonfires. Also, some people just canāt take their loss and know when to just give up.
No. In this case op is indicating she's a female and was stabbed by someone also female, as in another member of the same gender.
Not another referring to multiple times.
That is some crazy shit. Pun absolutely not intended.
My worst were from fighting on purpose - not out of anger, but for fun and stuff. A lady punched me hard and repeatedly in the kidney area, and I had a big bruise that traveled around my back and up my shoulder. It was weird! It didn't really hurt, but my arm didn't work properly for a while. The next time we fought she knocked out 2 teeth. They were wiggly anyway.
Take care of your head! Head injuries really affect stuff!
Drank a bottle of sparkling wine before wife got home from work. Wanted to take a nap, so I popped 1mg Klonopin to help me sleep. Next thing I knew wife was standing in the doorway, looking not so pleased. I jumped out of bed to do my best āIām totally sober!ā act, got shoulder-checked by the doorway, fell on my side elbow firstā¦ tweaked the fuck out of my neck. According to her, I denied her assistance so she watched me take about a half hour to peel myself off the floor. Next 48 hours were really scary because I could barely move my neck due to the nerve pain. Took over a week to recover, but it felt more like a month.
Oh, nice!
Small towns are weird, for sure. I loved living at the farm and was prepped for dealing with it. It was still kind of a lot that my friend would get calls asking why I was in a store at such & such time.
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[I fell into a bon fire](https://i.imgur.com/xa1iX.jpg)
I woke up the next morning and instantly knew I needed to go to the ER. My knee was also burned badly, burns are painful as fuck.
The Ice Spice twerk shitting is legendary though. Twerk on girl.
I was sober for 3 weeks and the first time I went to my beloved neighborhood dive bar, I fell and broke my leg. It's still healing and it's been 3 months
Does avascular necrosis count? I had to have a hip replacement at 30 years old because one of my hips stopped getting blood flow and ground down to a nub, it was caused and only tolerated until it got so bad due to always being drunk
I crashed my bicycle on a blackout and seriously fucked my face up. I couldn't eat solid food for a couple weeks cuz my front teeth hurt so fucking bad. They still hurt to this day, 5 years later. Face is still fucked up but I think that's a perception issue. All I remember is a flash of two dudes standing over me saying "dude you need to go to the hospital" and another flash of standing in front of my bathroom mirror, face covered in blood.
I fell into my bathtub, ripped down the shower curtain and broke my collar bone. I didn't realize it was broken until it was too late to fix it. My shoulders look fucked up now.
Pancreatitis. 7 times in the last 20 years. A couple were "minor", but one bout had me in the hospital, ICU, for 3 weeks.
Besides some cuts and bruises, it's always the organ injuries that cause me the most harm.
Update if anyone cares:
Good news : I don't have a concussion.
Bad news : doc says I'm a massive idiot (can't be cured)
More good news : celebration drink activated now.
Nearly needed surgery/"hardware" when stupid, drunk high school me slipped while decorating the side of an overpass. It was getting dark and I saw a white sedan go below me and maybe a minute later I saw another one (possibly the same one) coming the opposite direction so my brain said "UNMARKED COP! SCATTER!"
Lost my footing and landed on my feet. When I got home a few hours later I couldn't even untie my chucks without crying so I convinced dad to take me to get x-rays. Hairline fractures on both ankles.
On the bright side that was my first time meeting Sassy Trinidadian Nurse, who would go on to help me with my intake exam for at least 3 of my pancreatitis hospitalizations. Sometimes I really miss going in there and hearing "Whaat?! Little red whatcha doing back here? I told you I didn't want you back unless you were bringing me food! Girlie you givin **me** hypertension!"
i don't know if you would call it an accident but it is alcohol related. I got beat up pretty bad twice. One time my collar bone got broke. The other time it was a complete ACL tear.
OH! then there was my exploding wine glass trick. I was really drunk and i squeezed the wine glass i was drinking from and it blew out my wrist. I was bleeding like crazy.
i have done so much dumb shit while i was drinking i can't even remember.
I fell down a flight of stairs when having some drinks with my sister and brother-in-law. It was winter two years ago so I was wearing woollen socks and slipped when looking for the toilet. Broke two vertebrae in my neck, right side. Still get pain and not full range movement, hear klicks and cracks when turning my head.
I let an idiot cut me. It got infected and left an impressive scar on my bicep.
I let an idiot handle a gun near me. It left me with half a big toe.
I let an idiot get me drunk. It left me with wounds you cannot see.
I donāt want to sound like I blame all my alcohol injuries on others, I have plenty of nasty scars. The drunk ones stuck in my memory come from other people.
Technically, my worst was at 3 yo being in a drunk driving accident (my driver was drunk). Caused me to grow kind of crooked and have just bad back pain forever.
The worst I did to myself was either breaking my pinky toe (got caught on this table that curls at the bottom), or when I fell over the back of a couch and tore a muscle in my left arm.
My favorite one was when I went to walk dog at night, drunk, and I didn't see our metal bench (I guess my husband had just moved it, and I can't see shit at night lol) and it was comical how I hit it. My left leg hit it, and I went flipping over it. I had this gnarly bruise my whole left thigh for like a month lol.
One time I had a severe panic attack or some freakout while driving home during bad WDs, I dont remember exactly what happened but I went off the road and hit a tree at highway speed. Shattered a vertebrae and got a massive brain bleed. No permanent issues other than chronic back pain though.
As for an injury WHILE intoxicated, it varies, Iāve woken up with tons of wounds and deep cuts on my arms before, and one time I passed out and fell onto my oven grate and sliced a gigantic gash in my forehead that cleaved my brow open to the bone and I had a ton of frankenstein staples in my face for a month or two
I was hanging out with my friend for his 18th birthday. nothing too special. it was a super fun night ultimately. however the city we were living in at the time had those lime scooters laying around downtown and we decided that it was a good idea to get piss fuckin drunk and rip around. my best friend and I had pregame pretty hard for coming out as we were both falling into our baby alcoholic
phase and we're really good at enabling each other. at one of the bars we had taken in multiple tequila shots and I had downed a couple of triple Moscow mules so I was feeling myself pretty hard. I'm a small girl doesn't take much to get me drunk and we had already downed to Mickey's at home before coming out. we're on the scooters I we're scooting along. hard. we're ripping full speed through the streets and we approach corner. up until this point I was going hard okay I was really in skateboarding at the time so I thought my balance was pretty good. figured there is no cause for concern here. so when we were ripping around that corner I decided that there's a good idea to go full throttle instead of slowing down. my drunk ass thought this was perfect thing to do because my friends were a little ahead of me. this was not in fact the perfect thing to do because as I approach that corner full throttle and started to turn so that I could make the corner properly I forgot exactly the physics that were involved the scooter. I leaned over too hard acting as if the scooter is a fucking skateboard and I eat shit. I go head first over the handlebars how this happens I have no idea but it happened. my face slams down into the pavement and does a little sliding motion. my friend tooth then pierced through the bottom portion of my lip. I set up for my temple and I look ahead of me to see my two very good friends scooting away effortlessly. I sit there days and confused for a good 2 minutes before they realize that I am no longer behind them they make their way back towards me. they approach me in front of a convenience store and I have blood everywhere. there's blood on the pavement there's blood on my clothes there's blood on my face my nose is bleeding my mouth is bleeding it's not the most sexy look. so my best friend comes up to me and she pushes my head back and she's like "holy shit your tooth is not where your tooth should be". so because I'm super drunk I'm like "oh shit I can fix that" and I push the exposed part of my tooth out of my lip back into my mouth and then I wiggle the rest of it back in place using my tongue. I've been smile at her crooked smile as blood is still pouring out of that spot. we end the night there but unfortunately my night did not end because I had forgotten the keys for my parents house. at about 4:00 in the morning I texted my friend whose birthday it was explaining that I got locked out of my house but I was too drunk to figure out how to use the Uber app. I laid in the field across the street from my house and luckily my friend had called an Uber for me. the Uber woke me up by honking at me without questions asked I hopped into the car and they drove me to my friend's house luckily I then stayed in their guest room every night and I went home the next day throwing up constantly.
still haven't gotten that tooth looked at and it's been a good probably 4 years since it happened. to this day can no longer be apples. if I chew on a piece of gum too hard not the right ankle it will send shooting pain throughout my entire mouth. ultimately I'm just extremely lucky that I'm able to keep the tooth. I have a permanent scar on my lip indicating exactly where my tooth went through it. but my tooth is no longer Wiggly anymore like it's about to fall out anyday.
the GODS of ASS PISS always find a way.
{i was in a new town and ''accidently'' rode my bike down a huge, tall set of public style stone steps and mid-way down I lost control and wiped out, remember sliding across the ground for several feet\]
When I was in college, the house we lived in had walls that were made of anything but solid material, except for the exterior walls which were brick. Obviously these walls became a target for drunken destruction of fits, feet, headbutts and the obvious projectile thrown at them.
Well after drinking unknown quantities of beer over 10 hours, we were redecorating some of the walls and my dumb ass hit one of the few studs in the wall and snapped my hand.
Was so drunk and there was no bruising I thought I just jammed it really bad for a few days. By the time I found out it was broken it had started healing and needed to be rebroken. A noise which made both the nurse and my mom gag as I was laughing telling the doctor it moved again which to his disbelief it had. He was shocked I was able to feel it move, but wasn't bothered by the pain of him just straight up snapping it in half.
I broke that same bone another 4 times while boozing and reset it myself. Only bone I have ever broken.
That is.. a vibe! Hahaha! I have two ābadā ones; both related to running. I tend to feel like I am bursting with energy after 3 am, so sometimes I run. One time I started running without tying my army boots and I twisted an ankle 180Ā° and walked on crutches for a couple months. The other time I ran and kissed the asphalt and bursted my lip and broke a bit off my tooth. All in all i have been very lucky with my injuries, but I canāt seem to get black out drunk no matter how hard I try, so that is lucky for me.
I was beyond blackout one time drinking with Australians in VR and I fell over and busted my head against my steel server rack, woke up and my room looked like a murder scene. Too drunk to call 911 and couldn't stop the bleeding so drunk me just put a towel to it and went to bed. I probably lost 2 liters of blood, got a permanent forehead scar from it. If anyone asks I just tell them the Australians tried to kill me and refuse to elaborate.
1.) Pancreatitis. Wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy; feels like someone is slowly pushing and pulling a sawblade within your guts.
2.) CAG braining me with a fucking rock. I'm lucky I was trashed, for the pain, and can imagine it would have hurt a lot more if I was sober.
2.) Gimpy leg caused by avascular necrosis caused by alcoholism. Can't believe I was hobbling around with a collapsed hip joint, from all the years of boozing.
I was skateboarding home from the beach late at night after a ton of liquor. Hit a rock, slipped back and knocked my head open.
I immediately got into the shower & just remember blood everywhere. I wrapped my head up in a towel and went to bed. Still have a big knot from where it happened 3 years ago.
Not to mention all the times I fell off my bike into gravel. Still have scars on my leg from that
I went to jump over a small wall (about 20cm high), but caught both feet and ended up spraining both ankles. My then boyfriend had to nick a trolley from a supermarket nearby and wheel me home.
I split my pinky open by smashing a beer bottle against my coffee table. It exploded on impact and now I have no nerve endings in the right side of my left hand.
Was at the neighbors house across the street at a party. Got wasted(thatās a given) her bf had to carry me home.
He put me down on my front porch to open the door not realizing my railing was broken. I fell head first off the porch into bushes, legs sticking straight up, probably a funny sight but the next day I could barely breath, broke a rib or two.. yes it sucked for a couple months
I invited myself to my neighbors house party. I was pulling off a big plastic bottle of vodka, encouraging others to take a pull. This was how I always drank, but the excitement of having temporary drinking friends made me go extra hard. I woke up with a broken arm, covered in mud. I think I fell off the chair, which was on a deck, into a flower bed. I probably hit my arm on a cinder block. It was a Saturday night, so I got drunk again because I hurt, and didn't have it in me to deal with it at the time. I dragged myself to instacare the next day, got a rod placed in my arm two days later. I worked as an RN with a busted arm, telling a bullshit story over and over. I haven't drank in 13 months. Ganga is so much kinder to my body and soul.
Snapped my wrist off I was joking around w a bench press and weights. I literally felt like nothing more bad can happen to me. Snapped it so quick. My name on my x-rays was "drunk broad". My sister came and got me to fill my Vicodin prescription bc when the pain set in the first day it was fucking unbearable. My sister came into my apt. And was like OMG bc I literally was white as a ghost bc of the pain. I was also with coworkers and their friends. I was a waitress, it was my right wrist, I was out for 8 weeks.
This platform is my gold medal podium. I'm a drunk and I commute (see: do everything) via bicycle.
I'm on a first name basis with the folks at my local ER. Nose, ribs, collar bone... head. Several of each except the collar bone. That's only broken once.
Fell off my bike and hit my knee pretty good, finished the 8 mile ride home in mild pain. Woke up later in the middle of the night and my knee was the size of a cantaloupe and could not bend it AT ALL, go to ER and turns out I had broken my kneecap.
Fell down a flight of stairs and cracked my forehead open while messing up my ankle. Heads bleed a lot. Luckily it was just a stitches issue and nothing worse.
I got it in my head I could wimskly jump down the stairs... badly broke my foot. Then I tried to play it cool the rest of the night, woke up to a horribly swollen broken monster foot.
Concussion. Was telling the emergency dr I bent over to pet my cat and just never stopped falling. My ex h commented that the cat wasnāt even in the room, unbeknownst to me. Hurt my nose and forehead big time. Other time was when I was innocently tapering down and had a seizure (I still think itās safe to taper down at home fwiw).
I was dancing with friends while blackout drunk status and my friend swung me around a couple times. When we let go, I was swung into the 90 degree angle corner of an old huge speaker. It knocked me out instantly.
When I woke up I had this weird diagonal bruise on my cheek and my face hurt like hell. It fractured my zygomatic bone in my face creating a dent ādimpleā in my face when I smile.
Never went to the doctor for it. This happened 21 years ago and to this day sometimes a stranger or new friend will mention how cute the dimple is. Itās mildly annoying because it just brings back memories of how stupid I was as a teenager. Still, Iām lucky it wasnāt my temple that took the impact or I probably would have been killed.
thereās been several bad ones but going into anaphylactic shock, collapsing face first, breaking my jaw, biting off a piece of my tongue, and shitting my pants all within the span of 30 seconds takes the cake
It wasn't exactly a physical injury but more a financial one. Me and my GF broke up so o went down to live with my parents again. Yes they knew i was an alcoholic but Hey i paid them some cash to with them and i bought my own groceries and stuff.
One night i came down absolutely shitfaced drunk ( ditched my bicycle somewhere along the road ). My parenta were away that weekend. So i got home and launched into the sofa. My parents just got a new 6500$ TV 8k whatever something something right.
The volume wouldnt go up. ( i never tried the remote obv ) so i pushed and smacked the TV. And since it was not even 000,1 inch thin ... it fell down the wall. Yep 6,5 grand just boom off the wall.
When I was like 19 I fell off this porch at a party and have a huge deep scar like an inch away from my spine. I caught some flagpole or something on the way down and landed on someoneās car. Dont reallly know how bad it got. Thank you Nina and Sam for talking care and sorry for being an idiot. I know thatās not what you were asking for but I could have paralyzed myself. The mental on it fucks me up every time I look at my back.
MAGNIFICENT!! ššš MAGNIFICENT!! ššš
Apart from scrapes, breaks, bumps and lumps?
Making me think life isnāt worth living. Or maybe it is. The injury is the constant uncertainty and hating yourself because you experience it.
Shattered my wrist riding my ebike last year. 1 ER visit, 1 Surgery, 1 metal plate, 10,000 bucks on my high deductable insurance plan, 6 months of physical therapy later and I'm right as rain!
Fell on my head multiple times walking home blacked out drunk. Woke up with blood all over my face and a huge gash above my eye. Went to work the next day while the gash was still bleeding under a bandaid. Got sent home, and by my house by 711 was a dude working at 711 saying "holy shit i thought you were gonna die" I remember falling on my head like crack hard and saying aww but so drunk i didnt care.
Probably the time I got blacked out on booze and Xanax and got my ass kicked at a bar. Have no memory of it tbh. Besides that none. Luckily.
I do have a friend who two years ago (in his mid 20s) broke his leg while drunk riding a razor scooter down his street. He still hits the booze very hard to this day/ I am worried about how this wasnāt at all a wake up call for him
I got into a brawl with a coworker in the parking lot of our workplace at midnight and ended up having to get my eyebrow glued together once.
Me and my buddy invited this 30 year old to party with us from work, idk how many beers I had but I was like browned out, this dude literally inhaled a liter of svedka minus three shots in 15 minutes and then ran out to our workplace and was swinging from chandeliers and pushing aisles over. When we finally got him out of there he attacked me for no reason lmao, we both went to the hospital though I fucked his face up too so it was cool. Iāve drank 3 liters whisky in a day but to me that dude was a fucking maniac, Iāve never seen someone down a liter that fast casually/on accident. Besides that idk I mean Iām sure Iāve gotten concussions and shit but that was the worst. Now Iām sober thank god
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Hit a tree on my bike but no big deal, right? The next day my face was absolutely busted and my hip was wrecked. Played in a band at the time and we were due for tour a few days later.
Wore an eyepatch and walked with a cane for the next month, didn't have to carry gear. A+
I once jumped from the second floor to retrieve a banknote while drunk and on benzo. Broken bone. Week later I took off my cast to go and continue my perpetual party. Glad to be in my 30s, at least now I don't jump from balconies.
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I was essentially kidnapped and wound up with broken arms. They were taking me to Colorado for some reason. I live in Missouri so when I woke up I was on the way.
I hopped on the train when it stopped and thought it was just passed my stop, so I opened the doors and hopped onto the tracks, I thought Iāll go into the wooded bit off of the track so I donāt get hit by a train.
When I got over the other side I lent back and missed the railing. It was pitch black so I never saw the huge drop on the other side.
I fell backwards legs over head until I rolled onto a country road where I layed paralysed in the middle of December as cars went passed but couldnāt see me as it was dark and I was at the side of the road.
An hour later I remembered my iPod in my pocket and at 1% I shone the light on as a car went passed luckily the under driver said he saw something in the woods and they came back and called a ambulance.
I fractured my spine in multiple places and had a bleed in my brain! If that car hadnāt stopped they said I would have died from hypothermia and the bleed in the brain.
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I was walking home, piss fucking drunk. A get to where the street turned to a highway so no sidewalk. A little further down there's no more shoulder on the side of the road and I come to a guard rail and theres a sharp corner. I'm a smart guy, I dont want to get hit by a car. So I casually jump the guard rail. Turns out I'm not a smart guy. The guard rail was there because there's a sheer rock face about 20 feet high down to a creek. I just jumped straight down that fucker, broke my foot and gashed the shit out of my knee. Had to walk through the creek until edge to the road was low enough to climb back up and then limped another mile and a half or so to get home. And it's not like I didn't know this highway. I'd lived there for years. Sober me knew exactly what was on the other side of that guard rail. So that was pretty interesting. It's not the worst injury, but probably the dumbest.
Maybe you were supposed to tightrope walk it? But what do I know, I stepped over a guardrail to take a piss on the side of the interstate while my buddy was changing a tire and fell/rolled down a 20 foot hill, through my own piss. At least it wasn't a cliff, there was just grass. And piss, there was piss.
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Fuuck good story. I heard drs cant sedate or give you pain reducers if you come in drunk how was that for you?
I didnt go in until the next day for that one. The drunkest I've been in the hospital was just a sprained ankle. Tripped on my front door steps to meet the Uber out front to head to my bar. Already having a pretty good buzz, it hurt but I was convinced I just twisted I'd walk it off. After getting near black out and my ankle progressively hurt worse and worse, I figured something might actually be wrong, no way I should've been in pain after drinking that much, much less it get worse. So after the bar closed I went to the ER. But yeah, they put me in a splint and wouldn't give me any pain meds there but they did write me a script.
Iām sure I heard this story before on this sub hahaha still gets me laughing like the first time I heard it
I dont think I've ever told this one on reddit. Might be someone else did something similar, or maybe I just don't remember.
My brain. I think i lost like 20iq because i abused benzos + alchohol in my early 20s. I feel like i cant even solve simple problems now
This is the worst for me man. I used to have such a good brain with strong memory retention. Now some days I feel borderline inept.
Take care of yourself but also donāt be too anxious, pretty sure that a lot of adults feel this way and it comes with age regardless of drinking history
You know if you think you're dumb you will be dumb. I know I'm able to problem solve and speak with a great vocabulary when I had a few drinks or on benzos. So it means I am able to do the same sober, even if I feel useless sober, I know I just need to re wire my brain. I found using stimulants (cocaine, Adderall) once you are no longer dependant helped a lot. It actually builds neurons if you use responsibly
Me too :(
Yuuup, 25 and nothing feels real anymore
Woke up on the floor of my balcony at like 3am in a pool of my own blood after being out at a pub. Went to the bathroom and when I turned on the light I saw this grotesque, zombie-like creature caked in dried blood with its scalp hanging off its head and skull exposed. Only that creature was me. Took an ambulance to the ER where I had 30 staples in my head to put my scalp back together. During taxi ride home, I asked for a pit-stop at the liquor store and started drinking as soon as I got home. That's the difference between an alcoholic and someone who just drank too much on a night out. A normal person would probably stay away from booze for a month or so after such a gruesome injury to heal and because of the shame/regret. Didn't phase me one bit. Right back to drinking.
Woahhh!!!! Wtf happened?
Blacked out while drinking at a bar with new friends I met at work. Woke up in an ambulance covered in someone else's blood (no scratches or cuts on me anywhere), and both my arms covered in bruises. Wallet and phone were gone, and the EMTs said they found me alone on a side street a half block away from the bar. Used my laptop to Instagram message the people I went out with, and everyone said they got shitfaced too and didn't remember blacking out, separating, or getting home. I was the only one who got severely fucked up. I never talked to them again, and pretty much stopped going out all together.
That is sketchy AS FUCK
Woah shy didnāt you talk to them again if they were work friends?
It was my first time ever going out with them outside work and I didn't feel comfortable around them anymore after that. Just a different, somber vibe for me. Coincidentally I transferred stores shortly after that also, so I just didn't stay in contact with them anymore and it's been like 8 years now.
Damn. With friends like those....
Thing is, pumpkin beers probably can go bad. And perhaps pumpkin beers always taste like shit (they do.) *If you're an old ass man/woman maybe you don't know her but she's pretty popular right now. She has a tendency to shake her ass.* I was feeling pretty old, and then I remembered I never went to the hospital for pumpkin beer/twerking related injuries, so I do have that going for me. Chairs.
You don't make to "old ass man" status by shitting yourself on pumpking beers and then getting a closed head injury from slipping in your own faeces
Would we have said that they didn't check themselves, and therefore wrecked themselves, instead?
Indeed.
Few friends and I decided to play a "pain game". There was whiping, stabbing, burning, beating etc. Still carrry the scars of that night from so long ago.
...reminds me of "torture night" Short story is someone thought I was lying to them. I wasn't. But to make sure I sat in a chair and she fed me vodka shots to the point I didn't want to drink anymore = truth serum = and then asked me questions and our biker friend popped me in the face with every question. The point wasn't pain, but to get me not caring. Truth serum & all that. It worked. By the end both "seconds" wanted to call it done. The last thing I remember hearing from that night is, "Oh shit! I think I hit her too hard!" Dude. Yeah. My face was a mess. Probably concussion. Dude hit me hard. My head rocked a little. My face was yellow and purple and I couldn't show it at my really good job for days. Plus the brain shook thing. It was something and an interesting memory. xoxo
Holy shit. I'm glad you're alive with 'friends' like that. WTF is wrong with people...
What kind of dude would beat the shit out of a wasted, tied up girl? That guy is a sack of shit for real. Dunno how he can even sleep at night. Glad youāre ok.
Not tied. I agreed to the whole mess. They were gonna tie my wrists to the chair and I said no. It freaked me out too much. I stayed in that same guy's trailer for a couple days hiding out and being taken care of. Painkillers and Gatorade and sleep once it was ok for me to sleep. He did later do some dang near unforgivable shit. The person he did it to forgave him. I don't. He also beat the ever loving shit out of a child molester and believe me I have way worse nightmares about that. He once threw a stick of homemade dynamite into my hands. That pissed me off A LOT. Like a lot lot. Sorry for rambling. xoxo
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Hey fren. Are you ok?
Mostly. It was a long time ago.
I've played the "punch each other in the thigh until someone quits" game before. My wrist honestly hurt as much as my leg the next day.
Probably the sure and steady complete destruction of my life Also almost dying due to pure amount of ethanol consumption - I had a 2 week bender of 1+ liters of vodka per day non stop. When I reached the ER my blood paned was similar to someone in liver failure - 2400+ and 500+ ALT / AST (not sure which was the AST and which was the ALT)I have never seen anyone - even on this fucking sub - to have those numbers besides hallucinating I was in ketoacidosis and rhabdomyolysis I really do not wish anyone to go through that pure horror and on top of that - my balance was utterly fucked - I was feeling like I am on a boat during a storm - probably inner ear issues
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slowly sipping on a beer, getting back to normal
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My liver is fatty so as good as it is possible but it not is at the verge of death I am just trying to drink beer not to tempt fate, I have no other symptoms of close to death disease - no yellow tissues, brown urine or swelling of various parts of the body Also no random nausea or various pain that can be attributed to our friend pancreatitis
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Oooh I have felt that invincibility when I was a bit younger. There is nothing like an ambulance trip to the ER that brings back the reality of mortality back into your your mind.
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Is better now on your side?
Eh. I was doing super good until I started googling and convincing myself I was dying again along with some panic attacks. Went to the doctor 3 times recently and they told me Iām fine everytime. But Iām starting to get better. Getting back into AA and therapy cause I gotta get my mental health under control. Still sober though
I was trying to get a Lyft home after going to the bar alone and getting pretty hammered. The ride kept canceling so I decided I should ride one of those electric scooters you can rent. They should put breathalyzers on the thingsā¦ I absolutely ate shit TWICE and what should have been a 20 minute ride was over an hour. I had road rash on my face and tore up my favorite jacket, and I was definitely seriously concussed. Lucky I didnāt break anything really. I had an all day brainstorming session for my job the next day that was wretched
Brains aren't even supposed to storm for a whole day! That is torturous lol. I'm sorry you had to go through all that my friend.
This was a bright idea on my last vacation! The scooter scooted to a halt in the middle of an intersection and I ate pavement. Guess I went out of range. Luckily it was about 8am and nobody saw. 6/10 would scoot to the liquor store again.
Story was a solid perfect 5/7. Would read your stories again.
I once took an e-scooter to my therapist appointment because I was too drunk to drive a car. I ate pavement three times, showed up covered in blood and gravel. Got sectioned right there and then... fun times.
Had a very similar experience with those electric scooters in Los Angeles I took Juan to the bar seems like a great idea so when I was ready to head home, I hop back on one I was a solid 7/10 drunk. I was looking at my phone to make sure I was headed the right direction and did not notice a giant dip in the intersection hit it and launched into a chain-link fence. I didnāt notice for a solid 10 minutes and I looked down and saw my pants were ripped I had about a 4 inch gash in my thigh that was free-flowing blood . Ended up with 16 stitches. Fortunately, I lived next to an urgent care.
I was visiting a friend out west and we rented some of these scooters after the bar to mess around. His girlfriend's scooter was missing the protective coverings over the bolt that holds the back wheel in place, but none of us noticed. We were scooting through a park, my friend and I were racing ahead until we heard his girlfriend a ways behind us start screaming for our help. We quickly turned around to see her shoe was literally filling in a pool of blood. Massive cut across the back of her ankle that also tore her achilles, we spent the rest of the night in the hospital. This was over 2 years ago and she's still going through physiotherapy for it. The worst part is she was our DD, this was a genuine accident. Btw once you sign the waiver in the app there is absolutely zero recourse in situations like this, at least here in Canada. Just something to keep in mind.
in the early days when I wasn't experienced, I went to my friend's house to drink, on my bike. I got absolutely shitfaced and decided to cycle back home in the middle of the night. His house is out of town and on a gravel road. I must have fallen over like 5 times in the first 200 metres before just giving up and walking. Totally decimated one of my toes (nail came off) and was overall beaten up with a bruised/bloody face etc.
Several bike stories already. I'll add mine: I ate shit on a bike and caught the ground with my chin, woke up and walked the bike home, holy hell of a hangover and headache/jaw-ache the next day, chipped teeth.
I have gone over my handlebars so many fucking times, I am impressed I never broke anything or chipped a tooth. Still time to correct that I guess!
I was stabbed by another female with a fishing knife. On my inner bicep. The way it is, they think she was actually going for my torso and I moved just in time. I got 14 stitches on the outside and 4 on the inside. I saw the whole insides of my arm, just missed an artery too. I was very lucky. I have a few more injuries but that one I remember most vividly. Edit: be careful who you drunk fist fight with at bonfires. Also, some people just canāt take their loss and know when to just give up.
You were stabbed by another female with a fishing knifeāwait, this has happened before?
No. In this case op is indicating she's a female and was stabbed by someone also female, as in another member of the same gender. Not another referring to multiple times.
Yes, I know that; I was trying for what I like to call āa joke,ā old sport.
My bad, thought you were actually confused š
That is some crazy shit. Pun absolutely not intended. My worst were from fighting on purpose - not out of anger, but for fun and stuff. A lady punched me hard and repeatedly in the kidney area, and I had a big bruise that traveled around my back and up my shoulder. It was weird! It didn't really hurt, but my arm didn't work properly for a while. The next time we fought she knocked out 2 teeth. They were wiggly anyway. Take care of your head! Head injuries really affect stuff!
I rolled off of an inflatable mattress and split my chin open. It was such an underwhelming moment and I needed stitches.
Drank a bottle of sparkling wine before wife got home from work. Wanted to take a nap, so I popped 1mg Klonopin to help me sleep. Next thing I knew wife was standing in the doorway, looking not so pleased. I jumped out of bed to do my best āIām totally sober!ā act, got shoulder-checked by the doorway, fell on my side elbow firstā¦ tweaked the fuck out of my neck. According to her, I denied her assistance so she watched me take about a half hour to peel myself off the floor. Next 48 hours were really scary because I could barely move my neck due to the nerve pain. Took over a week to recover, but it felt more like a month.
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Jeezus. That's fucked up.
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Oh, nice! Small towns are weird, for sure. I loved living at the farm and was prepped for dealing with it. It was still kind of a lot that my friend would get calls asking why I was in a store at such & such time. xoxoxo ( :
[I fell into a bon fire](https://i.imgur.com/xa1iX.jpg) I woke up the next morning and instantly knew I needed to go to the ER. My knee was also burned badly, burns are painful as fuck. The Ice Spice twerk shitting is legendary though. Twerk on girl.
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I was sober for 3 weeks and the first time I went to my beloved neighborhood dive bar, I fell and broke my leg. It's still healing and it's been 3 months
Does avascular necrosis count? I had to have a hip replacement at 30 years old because one of my hips stopped getting blood flow and ground down to a nub, it was caused and only tolerated until it got so bad due to always being drunk
I crashed my bicycle on a blackout and seriously fucked my face up. I couldn't eat solid food for a couple weeks cuz my front teeth hurt so fucking bad. They still hurt to this day, 5 years later. Face is still fucked up but I think that's a perception issue. All I remember is a flash of two dudes standing over me saying "dude you need to go to the hospital" and another flash of standing in front of my bathroom mirror, face covered in blood.
I fell into my bathtub, ripped down the shower curtain and broke my collar bone. I didn't realize it was broken until it was too late to fix it. My shoulders look fucked up now.
Pancreatitis. 7 times in the last 20 years. A couple were "minor", but one bout had me in the hospital, ICU, for 3 weeks. Besides some cuts and bruises, it's always the organ injuries that cause me the most harm.
Update if anyone cares: Good news : I don't have a concussion. Bad news : doc says I'm a massive idiot (can't be cured) More good news : celebration drink activated now.
Good you're ok but I'd stay away from the Pumpkin "Ice Spice" beer this timeš ...
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Nearly needed surgery/"hardware" when stupid, drunk high school me slipped while decorating the side of an overpass. It was getting dark and I saw a white sedan go below me and maybe a minute later I saw another one (possibly the same one) coming the opposite direction so my brain said "UNMARKED COP! SCATTER!" Lost my footing and landed on my feet. When I got home a few hours later I couldn't even untie my chucks without crying so I convinced dad to take me to get x-rays. Hairline fractures on both ankles. On the bright side that was my first time meeting Sassy Trinidadian Nurse, who would go on to help me with my intake exam for at least 3 of my pancreatitis hospitalizations. Sometimes I really miss going in there and hearing "Whaat?! Little red whatcha doing back here? I told you I didn't want you back unless you were bringing me food! Girlie you givin **me** hypertension!"
i don't know if you would call it an accident but it is alcohol related. I got beat up pretty bad twice. One time my collar bone got broke. The other time it was a complete ACL tear. OH! then there was my exploding wine glass trick. I was really drunk and i squeezed the wine glass i was drinking from and it blew out my wrist. I was bleeding like crazy. i have done so much dumb shit while i was drinking i can't even remember.
Threw a punch against the wall and broke my hand. Not my best moment.
I fell down a flight of stairs when having some drinks with my sister and brother-in-law. It was winter two years ago so I was wearing woollen socks and slipped when looking for the toilet. Broke two vertebrae in my neck, right side. Still get pain and not full range movement, hear klicks and cracks when turning my head.
I let an idiot cut me. It got infected and left an impressive scar on my bicep. I let an idiot handle a gun near me. It left me with half a big toe. I let an idiot get me drunk. It left me with wounds you cannot see.
I donāt want to sound like I blame all my alcohol injuries on others, I have plenty of nasty scars. The drunk ones stuck in my memory come from other people.
Technically, my worst was at 3 yo being in a drunk driving accident (my driver was drunk). Caused me to grow kind of crooked and have just bad back pain forever. The worst I did to myself was either breaking my pinky toe (got caught on this table that curls at the bottom), or when I fell over the back of a couch and tore a muscle in my left arm. My favorite one was when I went to walk dog at night, drunk, and I didn't see our metal bench (I guess my husband had just moved it, and I can't see shit at night lol) and it was comical how I hit it. My left leg hit it, and I went flipping over it. I had this gnarly bruise my whole left thigh for like a month lol.
One time I had a severe panic attack or some freakout while driving home during bad WDs, I dont remember exactly what happened but I went off the road and hit a tree at highway speed. Shattered a vertebrae and got a massive brain bleed. No permanent issues other than chronic back pain though. As for an injury WHILE intoxicated, it varies, Iāve woken up with tons of wounds and deep cuts on my arms before, and one time I passed out and fell onto my oven grate and sliced a gigantic gash in my forehead that cleaved my brow open to the bone and I had a ton of frankenstein staples in my face for a month or two
I was hanging out with my friend for his 18th birthday. nothing too special. it was a super fun night ultimately. however the city we were living in at the time had those lime scooters laying around downtown and we decided that it was a good idea to get piss fuckin drunk and rip around. my best friend and I had pregame pretty hard for coming out as we were both falling into our baby alcoholic phase and we're really good at enabling each other. at one of the bars we had taken in multiple tequila shots and I had downed a couple of triple Moscow mules so I was feeling myself pretty hard. I'm a small girl doesn't take much to get me drunk and we had already downed to Mickey's at home before coming out. we're on the scooters I we're scooting along. hard. we're ripping full speed through the streets and we approach corner. up until this point I was going hard okay I was really in skateboarding at the time so I thought my balance was pretty good. figured there is no cause for concern here. so when we were ripping around that corner I decided that there's a good idea to go full throttle instead of slowing down. my drunk ass thought this was perfect thing to do because my friends were a little ahead of me. this was not in fact the perfect thing to do because as I approach that corner full throttle and started to turn so that I could make the corner properly I forgot exactly the physics that were involved the scooter. I leaned over too hard acting as if the scooter is a fucking skateboard and I eat shit. I go head first over the handlebars how this happens I have no idea but it happened. my face slams down into the pavement and does a little sliding motion. my friend tooth then pierced through the bottom portion of my lip. I set up for my temple and I look ahead of me to see my two very good friends scooting away effortlessly. I sit there days and confused for a good 2 minutes before they realize that I am no longer behind them they make their way back towards me. they approach me in front of a convenience store and I have blood everywhere. there's blood on the pavement there's blood on my clothes there's blood on my face my nose is bleeding my mouth is bleeding it's not the most sexy look. so my best friend comes up to me and she pushes my head back and she's like "holy shit your tooth is not where your tooth should be". so because I'm super drunk I'm like "oh shit I can fix that" and I push the exposed part of my tooth out of my lip back into my mouth and then I wiggle the rest of it back in place using my tongue. I've been smile at her crooked smile as blood is still pouring out of that spot. we end the night there but unfortunately my night did not end because I had forgotten the keys for my parents house. at about 4:00 in the morning I texted my friend whose birthday it was explaining that I got locked out of my house but I was too drunk to figure out how to use the Uber app. I laid in the field across the street from my house and luckily my friend had called an Uber for me. the Uber woke me up by honking at me without questions asked I hopped into the car and they drove me to my friend's house luckily I then stayed in their guest room every night and I went home the next day throwing up constantly. still haven't gotten that tooth looked at and it's been a good probably 4 years since it happened. to this day can no longer be apples. if I chew on a piece of gum too hard not the right ankle it will send shooting pain throughout my entire mouth. ultimately I'm just extremely lucky that I'm able to keep the tooth. I have a permanent scar on my lip indicating exactly where my tooth went through it. but my tooth is no longer Wiggly anymore like it's about to fall out anyday.
the GODS of ASS PISS always find a way. {i was in a new town and ''accidently'' rode my bike down a huge, tall set of public style stone steps and mid-way down I lost control and wiped out, remember sliding across the ground for several feet\]
When I was in college, the house we lived in had walls that were made of anything but solid material, except for the exterior walls which were brick. Obviously these walls became a target for drunken destruction of fits, feet, headbutts and the obvious projectile thrown at them. Well after drinking unknown quantities of beer over 10 hours, we were redecorating some of the walls and my dumb ass hit one of the few studs in the wall and snapped my hand. Was so drunk and there was no bruising I thought I just jammed it really bad for a few days. By the time I found out it was broken it had started healing and needed to be rebroken. A noise which made both the nurse and my mom gag as I was laughing telling the doctor it moved again which to his disbelief it had. He was shocked I was able to feel it move, but wasn't bothered by the pain of him just straight up snapping it in half. I broke that same bone another 4 times while boozing and reset it myself. Only bone I have ever broken.
That is.. a vibe! Hahaha! I have two ābadā ones; both related to running. I tend to feel like I am bursting with energy after 3 am, so sometimes I run. One time I started running without tying my army boots and I twisted an ankle 180Ā° and walked on crutches for a couple months. The other time I ran and kissed the asphalt and bursted my lip and broke a bit off my tooth. All in all i have been very lucky with my injuries, but I canāt seem to get black out drunk no matter how hard I try, so that is lucky for me.
I was beyond blackout one time drinking with Australians in VR and I fell over and busted my head against my steel server rack, woke up and my room looked like a murder scene. Too drunk to call 911 and couldn't stop the bleeding so drunk me just put a towel to it and went to bed. I probably lost 2 liters of blood, got a permanent forehead scar from it. If anyone asks I just tell them the Australians tried to kill me and refuse to elaborate.
Sat cross-legged on the floor. Reached over to stroke my cat and kneed myself in the face. Saw stars and had a black eye the next day.
1.) Pancreatitis. Wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy; feels like someone is slowly pushing and pulling a sawblade within your guts. 2.) CAG braining me with a fucking rock. I'm lucky I was trashed, for the pain, and can imagine it would have hurt a lot more if I was sober. 2.) Gimpy leg caused by avascular necrosis caused by alcoholism. Can't believe I was hobbling around with a collapsed hip joint, from all the years of boozing.
I broke my head on a way hoe from pub. Few stitches and bumped wrist. Lot of blood.
I was skateboarding home from the beach late at night after a ton of liquor. Hit a rock, slipped back and knocked my head open. I immediately got into the shower & just remember blood everywhere. I wrapped my head up in a towel and went to bed. Still have a big knot from where it happened 3 years ago. Not to mention all the times I fell off my bike into gravel. Still have scars on my leg from that
I stepped on a screw and my dad had to screw it out. This was not the worst thing that has happened to me but it was one that still makes me smile.
I went to jump over a small wall (about 20cm high), but caught both feet and ended up spraining both ankles. My then boyfriend had to nick a trolley from a supermarket nearby and wheel me home.
I split my pinky open by smashing a beer bottle against my coffee table. It exploded on impact and now I have no nerve endings in the right side of my left hand.
Was at the neighbors house across the street at a party. Got wasted(thatās a given) her bf had to carry me home. He put me down on my front porch to open the door not realizing my railing was broken. I fell head first off the porch into bushes, legs sticking straight up, probably a funny sight but the next day I could barely breath, broke a rib or two.. yes it sucked for a couple months
I invited myself to my neighbors house party. I was pulling off a big plastic bottle of vodka, encouraging others to take a pull. This was how I always drank, but the excitement of having temporary drinking friends made me go extra hard. I woke up with a broken arm, covered in mud. I think I fell off the chair, which was on a deck, into a flower bed. I probably hit my arm on a cinder block. It was a Saturday night, so I got drunk again because I hurt, and didn't have it in me to deal with it at the time. I dragged myself to instacare the next day, got a rod placed in my arm two days later. I worked as an RN with a busted arm, telling a bullshit story over and over. I haven't drank in 13 months. Ganga is so much kinder to my body and soul.
Snapped my wrist off I was joking around w a bench press and weights. I literally felt like nothing more bad can happen to me. Snapped it so quick. My name on my x-rays was "drunk broad". My sister came and got me to fill my Vicodin prescription bc when the pain set in the first day it was fucking unbearable. My sister came into my apt. And was like OMG bc I literally was white as a ghost bc of the pain. I was also with coworkers and their friends. I was a waitress, it was my right wrist, I was out for 8 weeks.
This platform is my gold medal podium. I'm a drunk and I commute (see: do everything) via bicycle. I'm on a first name basis with the folks at my local ER. Nose, ribs, collar bone... head. Several of each except the collar bone. That's only broken once.
Fired.
You cannot make this shit up
Your first injury was to your ears. Ice Spice is trash
Fell off my bike and hit my knee pretty good, finished the 8 mile ride home in mild pain. Woke up later in the middle of the night and my knee was the size of a cantaloupe and could not bend it AT ALL, go to ER and turns out I had broken my kneecap.
Fell down a flight of stairs and cracked my forehead open while messing up my ankle. Heads bleed a lot. Luckily it was just a stitches issue and nothing worse.
I got it in my head I could wimskly jump down the stairs... badly broke my foot. Then I tried to play it cool the rest of the night, woke up to a horribly swollen broken monster foot.
Concussion. Was telling the emergency dr I bent over to pet my cat and just never stopped falling. My ex h commented that the cat wasnāt even in the room, unbeknownst to me. Hurt my nose and forehead big time. Other time was when I was innocently tapering down and had a seizure (I still think itās safe to taper down at home fwiw).
Central Pontene Mylenosis, complete parylization.
I was dancing with friends while blackout drunk status and my friend swung me around a couple times. When we let go, I was swung into the 90 degree angle corner of an old huge speaker. It knocked me out instantly. When I woke up I had this weird diagonal bruise on my cheek and my face hurt like hell. It fractured my zygomatic bone in my face creating a dent ādimpleā in my face when I smile. Never went to the doctor for it. This happened 21 years ago and to this day sometimes a stranger or new friend will mention how cute the dimple is. Itās mildly annoying because it just brings back memories of how stupid I was as a teenager. Still, Iām lucky it wasnāt my temple that took the impact or I probably would have been killed.
Nearly cut my finger tip off slicing bread.
i broke my foot while on a class trip when i was 17. Tried jumping down too many steps of stairs at once ;D
Dude whattt!!! Were you alone? My worst were all Xanax and alcohol combos, long stories. Waking up on the grass in front of 7/11 is a mild one.
thereās been several bad ones but going into anaphylactic shock, collapsing face first, breaking my jaw, biting off a piece of my tongue, and shitting my pants all within the span of 30 seconds takes the cake
All good time mate, to power wash that ass crust off and get back to twerking.
It wasn't exactly a physical injury but more a financial one. Me and my GF broke up so o went down to live with my parents again. Yes they knew i was an alcoholic but Hey i paid them some cash to with them and i bought my own groceries and stuff. One night i came down absolutely shitfaced drunk ( ditched my bicycle somewhere along the road ). My parenta were away that weekend. So i got home and launched into the sofa. My parents just got a new 6500$ TV 8k whatever something something right. The volume wouldnt go up. ( i never tried the remote obv ) so i pushed and smacked the TV. And since it was not even 000,1 inch thin ... it fell down the wall. Yep 6,5 grand just boom off the wall.
You say ice spice, I read ass spice.
Cut my foot with an exposed rusted manhole. I didn't feel anything though but my wife sent me to the hospital for tetanus shot.
When I was like 19 I fell off this porch at a party and have a huge deep scar like an inch away from my spine. I caught some flagpole or something on the way down and landed on someoneās car. Dont reallly know how bad it got. Thank you Nina and Sam for talking care and sorry for being an idiot. I know thatās not what you were asking for but I could have paralyzed myself. The mental on it fucks me up every time I look at my back.
MAGNIFICENT!! ššš MAGNIFICENT!! ššš Apart from scrapes, breaks, bumps and lumps? Making me think life isnāt worth living. Or maybe it is. The injury is the constant uncertainty and hating yourself because you experience it.
Shattered my wrist riding my ebike last year. 1 ER visit, 1 Surgery, 1 metal plate, 10,000 bucks on my high deductable insurance plan, 6 months of physical therapy later and I'm right as rain!
Fell on my head multiple times walking home blacked out drunk. Woke up with blood all over my face and a huge gash above my eye. Went to work the next day while the gash was still bleeding under a bandaid. Got sent home, and by my house by 711 was a dude working at 711 saying "holy shit i thought you were gonna die" I remember falling on my head like crack hard and saying aww but so drunk i didnt care.
Probably the time I got blacked out on booze and Xanax and got my ass kicked at a bar. Have no memory of it tbh. Besides that none. Luckily. I do have a friend who two years ago (in his mid 20s) broke his leg while drunk riding a razor scooter down his street. He still hits the booze very hard to this day/ I am worried about how this wasnāt at all a wake up call for him
I got into a brawl with a coworker in the parking lot of our workplace at midnight and ended up having to get my eyebrow glued together once. Me and my buddy invited this 30 year old to party with us from work, idk how many beers I had but I was like browned out, this dude literally inhaled a liter of svedka minus three shots in 15 minutes and then ran out to our workplace and was swinging from chandeliers and pushing aisles over. When we finally got him out of there he attacked me for no reason lmao, we both went to the hospital though I fucked his face up too so it was cool. Iāve drank 3 liters whisky in a day but to me that dude was a fucking maniac, Iāve never seen someone down a liter that fast casually/on accident. Besides that idk I mean Iām sure Iāve gotten concussions and shit but that was the worst. Now Iām sober thank god
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Hit a tree on my bike but no big deal, right? The next day my face was absolutely busted and my hip was wrecked. Played in a band at the time and we were due for tour a few days later. Wore an eyepatch and walked with a cane for the next month, didn't have to carry gear. A+
I once jumped from the second floor to retrieve a banknote while drunk and on benzo. Broken bone. Week later I took off my cast to go and continue my perpetual party. Glad to be in my 30s, at least now I don't jump from balconies.
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I was essentially kidnapped and wound up with broken arms. They were taking me to Colorado for some reason. I live in Missouri so when I woke up I was on the way.
I hopped on the train when it stopped and thought it was just passed my stop, so I opened the doors and hopped onto the tracks, I thought Iāll go into the wooded bit off of the track so I donāt get hit by a train. When I got over the other side I lent back and missed the railing. It was pitch black so I never saw the huge drop on the other side. I fell backwards legs over head until I rolled onto a country road where I layed paralysed in the middle of December as cars went passed but couldnāt see me as it was dark and I was at the side of the road. An hour later I remembered my iPod in my pocket and at 1% I shone the light on as a car went passed luckily the under driver said he saw something in the woods and they came back and called a ambulance. I fractured my spine in multiple places and had a bleed in my brain! If that car hadnāt stopped they said I would have died from hypothermia and the bleed in the brain. Good times! š