Injury scars have way better stories than tattoos!!!
Road rash scaring on my arm by my elbow, my shoulder and back near the kidney area and under my hair on my scalp. This is what I was told by a witness who was on his front lawn at the time. He happened to know my Dad and knew who I was when he saw me laying there.
I had an awesome day downhill biking no crashes or injuries. It was on the way home when I biffed it. I was going down a neighborhood hill just as I do everyday (that part I remember) and the edge of a sunken manhole cover caught my front tire.
I was told it ripped the handlebars out of my hands and launched me over the front. I hit the asphalt head first, ripped my bmx style helmet off, rolled 25 yards downhill into on coming traffic barely smashing my head under a car tire that swerved to miss me and then skid on my back 5-8 more yards finally smacking my head on the curb and laying in the gutter. I remember laying there eyes closed, pitch black, hearing cars pass me and hearing the crowd gather around, but I couldn't wake up. I started thinking about my boyfriend (now husband) thinking that I never had a chance to say bye.
Then I thought of my Mom. How she going to take care of me? I had just taken my Dad to the hospital that morning for rotator cuff surgery, because she took my sister for some hemmeroid surgery that same day. Then not to forget my brother who just had knee surgery two days before.
I heard the ambulance in the distance and then the crazy part. My head and neck stopped burning and then I felt really realxed. I stood up and looked around and saw the ambulance. Then I looked down and saw myself laying there! It wasn't scary. It was peaceful and pleasant. I thought I was dreaming. I started feeling kind of bad when I saw them cutting off what was left of the shirt I was wearing. It wasn't my shirt, it was a firends. I thought, 'uh oh'. I guess she'll be okay with it. She'll understand. I thought I was dead and I was okay with it. I can't describe it anymore than that.
Standing there looking around at everyone started going dark again and then the pain set in. I woke up with the paramedics sticking their fingers in my mouth and I heard something about teeth and blood. Then all the random thoughts started again...NOT MY MOUTH!!! I love my mouth!! I have awesome teeth! I love my smile and my teeth are so white! It's all natural and I am lucky! I started coming to because I wanted to figure out what was going on with my teeth. I moved my tongue slowly around my mouth only to find my teeth were fine. It was a huge bite I took out of my lip. (Which worked to my benefit. It makes my bottom lip look pouty now with no scar lol)
I think they saw the response of me moving my mouth checking my teeth and then they started asking questions. When they asked where I wasI said the wrong address because I was literally knocked 'into yesterday' but I corrected myself. That's when I knew I was going to be okay when my brain was working. The feeling came back into my legs and fingers as well as the pain turning to be unbearable.
I kept passing out because of the pain. I remember yelling at the EMTs because the neck brace they put on my was hurting really bad. They said it was normal. (turns out is wasn't) I remember a flash of the ambulance ceiling and cute EMT :), then a flash of the MRI, and then I really woke up when a lady stared scrubbing my road rash with scowering pads. I didn't feel right, but they released me from the hospital the same day. I have short term memory issues and suffer bad headaches from my neck...thanks a lot guys. Some days I can't even hold my head up BUT I'm glad to be alive.
You should have seen it. It was kind of commical sitting in the family room watching TV with my dad, brother, sister and I all on pain killers laughing at stuff that wasn't even funny...like commericals. Then I would start crying thinking of how much hair I lost on the back of my head or wanting potato chips and french onion dip(I hate french onion dip! I don't do well on medication lol) and then my Dad would start crying (he was no good on pain killers either) then my sister would start laughing hysterically at the both of us and my brother would start getting angry because he couldn't hear the TV (him on pain killers...not so good either). I am so thankful for my Mom!!!!!!!! She put up with a lot!
The scars on my body are still really sensitive and it happened 6 years ago! My hair grew back and I'm managing my headaches.
I'm sorry you had to go through that, but the part where you said that you looked down and saw yourself lying there, that was definitely a Out of Body Experience or O.B.E.
That was the most bizzare thing anyone could experience. I can't even explain it. Without being in person, it's hard to get the actual feeling across. Weird for sure!
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Injury scars have way better stories than tattoos!!!
Road rash scaring on my arm by my elbow, my shoulder and back near the kidney area and under my hair on my scalp. This is what I was told by a witness who was on his front lawn at the time. He happened to know my Dad and knew who I was when he saw me laying there.
I had an awesome day downhill biking no crashes or injuries. It was on the way home when I biffed it. I was going down a neighborhood hill just as I do everyday (that part I remember) and the edge of a sunken manhole cover caught my front tire.
I was told it ripped the handlebars out of my hands and launched me over the front. I hit the asphalt head first, ripped my bmx style helmet off, rolled 25 yards downhill into on coming traffic barely smashing my head under a car tire that swerved to miss me and then skid on my back 5-8 more yards finally smacking my head on the curb and laying in the gutter. I remember laying there eyes closed, pitch black, hearing cars pass me and hearing the crowd gather around, but I couldn't wake up. I started thinking about my boyfriend (now husband) thinking that I never had a chance to say bye.
Then I thought of my Mom. How she going to take care of me? I had just taken my Dad to the hospital that morning for rotator cuff surgery, because she took my sister for some hemmeroid surgery that same day. Then not to forget my brother who just had knee surgery two days before.
I heard the ambulance in the distance and then the crazy part. My head and neck stopped burning and then I felt really realxed. I stood up and looked around and saw the ambulance. Then I looked down and saw myself laying there! It wasn't scary. It was peaceful and pleasant. I thought I was dreaming. I started feeling kind of bad when I saw them cutting off what was left of the shirt I was wearing. It wasn't my shirt, it was a firends. I thought, 'uh oh'. I guess she'll be okay with it. She'll understand. I thought I was dead and I was okay with it. I can't describe it anymore than that.
Standing there looking around at everyone started going dark again and then the pain set in. I woke up with the paramedics sticking their fingers in my mouth and I heard something about teeth and blood. Then all the random thoughts started again...NOT MY MOUTH!!! I love my mouth!! I have awesome teeth! I love my smile and my teeth are so white! It's all natural and I am lucky! I started coming to because I wanted to figure out what was going on with my teeth. I moved my tongue slowly around my mouth only to find my teeth were fine. It was a huge bite I took out of my lip. (Which worked to my benefit. It makes my bottom lip look pouty now with no scar lol)
I think they saw the response of me moving my mouth checking my teeth and then they started asking questions. When they asked where I wasI said the wrong address because I was literally knocked 'into yesterday' but I corrected myself. That's when I knew I was going to be okay when my brain was working. The feeling came back into my legs and fingers as well as the pain turning to be unbearable.
I kept passing out because of the pain. I remember yelling at the EMTs because the neck brace they put on my was hurting really bad. They said it was normal. (turns out is wasn't) I remember a flash of the ambulance ceiling and cute EMT :), then a flash of the MRI, and then I really woke up when a lady stared scrubbing my road rash with scowering pads. I didn't feel right, but they released me from the hospital the same day. I have short term memory issues and suffer bad headaches from my neck...thanks a lot guys. Some days I can't even hold my head up BUT I'm glad to be alive.
You should have seen it. It was kind of commical sitting in the family room watching TV with my dad, brother, sister and I all on pain killers laughing at stuff that wasn't even funny...like commericals. Then I would start crying thinking of how much hair I lost on the back of my head or wanting potato chips and french onion dip(I hate french onion dip! I don't do well on medication lol) and then my Dad would start crying (he was no good on pain killers either) then my sister would start laughing hysterically at the both of us and my brother would start getting angry because he couldn't hear the TV (him on pain killers...not so good either). I am so thankful for my Mom!!!!!!!! She put up with a lot!
The scars on my body are still really sensitive and it happened 6 years ago! My hair grew back and I'm managing my headaches.
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I'm sorry you had to go through that, but the part where you said that you looked down and saw yourself lying there, that was definitely a Out of Body Experience or O.B.E.
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That was the most bizzare thing anyone could experience. I can't even explain it. Without being in person, it's hard to get the actual feeling across. Weird for sure!
I have a pouty lip as well, only it was caused by a shovel to the face.
And I do know someone with "your name" tattooed on her ass. That makes for a good story.
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Oww! Shovel to the face! DAMN!!
On her ass?! LOL! I hope she means actually drumming and guitaring and not picking her ass.