Stupidest injury

Try Breaking ones Scaphoid.... How to do it? oooo one could fall of a bike. 5 month Injury! Not good.

I had to give up sailing across the Atlantic, going to the Azores and Bermuda. Now thats a Stupid way to cause an Injury.
 
Jamesuk said:
Try Breaking ones Scaphoid.... How to do it? oooo one could fall of a bike. 5 month Injury! Not good.

I had to give up sailing across the Atlantic, going to the Azores and Bermuda. Now thats a Stupid way to cause an Injury.
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It looks so innocuous though. My crewman injured his wrist and they found he had an unhealed fracture from many, he thought about 30 or more, years earlier, he always wondered why it didn't work so well.
 
Jamesuk said:
Try Breaking ones Scaphoid.... How to do it? oooo one could fall of a bike. 5 month Injury! Not good.

I had to give up sailing across the Atlantic, going to the Azores and Bermuda. Now thats a Stupid way to cause an Injury.
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Broke my scaphiod 2nd week on my new job,SSD drill spun when it wasnt meant to,took a year to heal,that was 4 years ago didnt take any time off,

then 3 weeks after that injury i was cutting an old plastic 5ltr container in half with my sharp knife when i got to end carried on straight into my leg,(10 stiches)

then a few weeks after that bent down to pick a key up near a door bashed my forehead on the handle as i was going down,still got the scar,

My job includes being the ships health and saftey officer.
 
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"My job includes being the ships health and saftey officer."

No doubt they picked you because of the great example you set in how not to do things.

A bit like a cartoon I remember of an instructor in a school for suicide bombers standing in front of his class:

"OK, watch carefully, I'm only going to do this once."
 
On my first trip to sea, the Second Cook died of asthma; our guess since there was no doctor onboard.

The Carpenter (an old man to me; in his fifties) had to prepare the body for burial using a length of canvas. I, an eighteen year old cadet, was volunteered to assist, so far so good.

The reward for this somewhat unpleasant task was a bottle of rum to share between us.

The mistake;they gave the bottle to us as we started the job and of course we started both tasks simultaneously.

We stitched the body up and at the end the Carpenter told me had to put the last stitch through the nose to check he was really dead before we buried him. I was somewhat suprised but did as told; traditions you understand.

The Carpenter grasped the nose through the canvas and told me to stick the needle right through. The large amount of alcohol I had consumed made me both strong, reckless and inaccurate, unfortunately the long exposure of the Carpenter had left him inurred to the effects of the drink, so when I thrust the needle through the canvas, the dead man's nose, the other side of the canvas and the Carpenter's thumb he attempted to leap in the air, something you cannot achieve when sewn to a dead man. It took a moment for him to cut himself free, and half a day to find where I was hiding.
 
aslabend said:
s Bless you elastoplast..... if only they stuck to bloody fingers for more than 2 minutes.
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Whats happened to elastoplast? when I was a kid and you got a plaster on it was there 3 or 4 days and when the plaster was taken off it took a week to scrub the glue off with a scrubbing brush !!! None of them stick for more than a few hours ? and cant be to do with water sweat etc cause old plasters didnt come off even after several washes with hot water and soap. Hmm I can remember the feeling after a wash and going out in winter with a wet plaster that wouldn't come off. The cut having been made by making a snowball picking glass up with the snow.

sorry for thread drift
 
David_Jersey said:
As tested when I was using a stanley knife - I actually remember thinking that the way I was using ithe Stanley wasn't very sensible as it could easily slip and slice deeply into my finger - but decided to risk it. I was proved right :eek: Still got that scar :rolleyes:
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All Stanley knives are fitted with an inbuilt de ja vu transmitter on a 10 second prediction setting. FACT

The two times I've done exactly as you have I'd just thought "If that slips now it's really not going to be pretty!"... Just before it slipped. :eek:
 
aposle spoon

When I was about 8 I had been reading Arther Mees encyclopaedia about silver plating things The book was not very clear so but duly connected 3 pin plug neg to mums best aposle spoon and positive to a hapenny put in water and plugged in .The bang made me fall back and bang the back of my head on the arm of settee I tidied up after and put everything back My mum notice blood on the arm of settee I had a bump half the size of an egg of my head . said I fell down .. 2 week later mum cleaning china cab' out noticed a funny mark on end of spoon .Dad looked at it said it appeared to have been melted a bit on the end they discussed it several times they never worked it out, Ithink it was consigned to the equivalent of the Xfiles
 
Mariner69 said:
On my first trip to sea, the Second Cook died of asthma; our guess since there was no doctor onboard.

The Carpenter (an old man to me; in his fifties) had to prepare the body for burial using a length of canvas. I, an eighteen year old cadet, was volunteered to assist, so far so good.

The reward for this somewhat unpleasant task was a bottle of rum to share between us.

The mistake;they gave the bottle to us as we started the job and of course we started both tasks simultaneously.

We stitched the body up and at the end the Carpenter told me had to put the last stitch through the nose to check he was really dead before we buried him. I was somewhat suprised but did as told; traditions you understand.

The Carpenter grasped the nose through the canvas and told me to stick the needle right through. The large amount of alcohol I had consumed made me both strong, reckless and inaccurate, unfortunately the long exposure of the Carpenter had left him inurred to the effects of the drink, so when I thrust the needle through the canvas, the dead man's nose, the other side of the canvas and the Carpenter's thumb he attempted to leap in the air, something you cannot achieve when sewn to a dead man. It took a moment for him to cut himself free, and half a day to find where I was hiding.
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Now that is a story which takes some beating....
 
two from number two son (age 15)

September, fielding during cricket match. Two boys run for ball, no-one calls ;mine', clash of heads, cut eyelid and eyebrow, stitches, glue steristrips, etc

December, same boy playing badminton, lunges for a low one, breaks his fall with chin (dunno how :rolleyes: ), deep laceration of chin, stitches, glue steristrips, etc

another five and a half hours of my life wasted waiting in casualty in total! :rolleyes:
 
A tall and well endowed lady friend of ours was doing the ironing, in front of the television, wearing only her knickers (she tells us - I wasn't there!). She finished the ironing and without taking her eyes off whatever she was watching, leaned forward to unplug the iron. Gravity caused her 'centre of gravity' to shift forward, right onto the faceplate of the hot iron..... She was sore for quite some while.

Not really an injury (albeit self inflicted pain) but when I was suffering a bit of toothache one evening, my wife (trained nurse God bless her) prescribed rubbing the gum with oil of cloves. It worked a treat; so much so that I decided to put another coat on before retiring for the night and having done so, went to have a pee. Moral of the story is after using oil of cloves, wash hands BEFORE handling delicate bits - my wife found me with my pride and joy under the running cold tap.....
 
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Alright, I'll have a go.

Doing some roofing work on one of the stables. The short ladder was too short, the long ladder was too, alright you guessed that bit. An old wooden ladder was just right. Couple of worm holes, nothing to worry about, until I did an involuntary dismount as one of the rungs broke.

One leg inside the ladder, one leg outside the ladder, 2 balls split assunder as I did a gentle parabola to the ground where to add injury to insult I dislocated a finger and cut a lump out of it at the same time.

As I was on my own I managed to drive myself to hospital for treatment. I still can't bend that finger properly.

The other hand that I broke the wrist of is also less than perfect having to have been screwed together 12 months after the event. Boggered up sailing for 2 years.

And yes, I did do a risk assessment. I looked, thought that looks a bit risky, and still went ahead.
soddit.
 
This didn't happen to me, but it makes me cringe just thinking about it.
I was watching the larder chef cutting up a side of bacon. As he was working a fly that was irking him landed on his butchers block. He hastily took a stab at it with his boning knife, as it hit the block his tightly clenched greasy hand slipped over the hilt and ran straight down the blade.
 
stevebirch2002 said:
Dancing on a table in a house of ill-repute in Belize, too many sherbets, fell and put my hand out to break my fall... Yep right onto a glass of beer! Glass shattered and spent the rest of the night and the following day picking bits of glass out of my hand... Scars still prominent after 30 years! Whilst in a daze I needed a wee so remember standing in the "not very clean" urinal and writing "HELP" in my blood on the wall!! Didnt catch anything nasty that time.....
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Should have pee'd on the wound, it's astringent and atiseptic

Rob
 
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