5 pounds of metal in my left leg from a car accident in 2002. If you ever get T-boned by a Silverado, you know exactly what I mean. I was lucky to be alive, but my tibia was shattered right up to the knee, with some slight displacement. They stuck me in a hip-to-toe cast for a week and scheduled surgery after the swelling had gone down. They put a metal plate, seven screws and eight pins, stitched me back up and then I spent the next 6 months on crutches (it was three months before they even let me put any weight on the leg). I have since developed arthritis in that knee.

Worst for me was in a waterskiing accident. Before I joined the Army I was an avid waterskier(slalom level). When I got out, six years later, I was invited out. In my mind I still knew how, but my body didn't want to cooperate. Anyway...I cut across the wake and right in the middle my skee rolled flat. Coming out the otherside I was bouncing all over the place, and of course lost it. As I was tumbling along on the water my back foot came out of the boot, but my front foot did not. This resulted in a fractured foot in 3 places. Worst of all it fractured the tip of my subtalis(sp?). The subtalis is the end bone that goes into the ankle of the foot from the leg. It took me a year and half to recover. I almost had to have my ankle fused. To this day I have problems with it. Weather changes and occasional massive pain when I walk.

I remember when it happend that my foot felt like it was a limp dead thing on the end of my leg. I still hobbled to my car and drove myself to the hospital. I was literally hopping on one leg to the ER...a nurse saw me and brought a wheelchair out for me.

Years of training horses will net you a -lot- of injuries. It comes with the job. I think, however, it's a tossup for most painful. Currently I have a torn tendon and several torn ligaments as well as a floating bone chip in my ankle. It's quite painful, and I don't want the surgery I need because the last time they did this (on my other ankle) I threw a clot which went to my lungs and I almost died. So walking around on a constantly sore ankle is not a whole lot of fun.

I had another good one about 8 years ago now, where a horse we were shoeing for the first time broke off his crossties and ran out into a crowd of high school kids. I followed and grabbed the horse's halter, which is a stupid thing to do without a lead rope, but someone had to at least be there or the ranch would have gotten sued like crazy. So, while waiting for the smith to come hand me a rope, the horse bugged out again and my hand got stuck in the halter. I was hurled across the stable yard and landed heavily on my left arm. I sprained my left wrist pretty badly, and the impact jammed the radius and humerus together and the radius shattered like an eggshell.

I knew it was injured but I rode for another two hours until the pain and swelling were so bad that any muscle movement at all almost made me black out. When I went to the ER after that they showed me the x-ray and we were able to discern up to 8 fractures at the end of the radius.

I remember after they half-casted it, having to sleep on my back for a week. Between the pain plus the fact that I -never- sleep on my back, it was one of the most uncomfortable sleepless weeks I can ever recall. Fortunately it healed well and that elbow is even still double jointed.

Other painful injuries of note:
Kicked in the nose by a horse (broke the nose)
Bitten in the head by a horse (Honestly not too painful but holy crap was there a lot of blood, muahahahaha)
Fallen on top of by horse (wrenched around all my back muscles, yay)

**Disclaimer: Don't let me deter you from playing with horses. My jobs often involved riding horses who were antsy, nervous, young, inexperienced, and/or entirely untrained. In addition, I rode for 6 days a week for 8-10 hours a day for about 8 years.

mine not so severe, but i was rollerblading and got a little help. well got going to fast probably 50-60mph at one point and thats when the speed wobbles hit. well i let go and stabilized myself to get down to i think somewhere around 40, not sure on the final speed and then another hit. i was on a back road in wi, so it wasnt the nicest of pavement and i went forward. bounced off the pavement using my head of course and came back up and almost got back on my blades, but started to go back down. on my way down i rolled myself over as to not hit the pavement with my head again into the sand. well as that went i had some road rash up my forearms and palms so the sand got in them and when they cleaned them well that was the worst pain i have felt. luckily my forhead never hurt once even though there was a hole in it and i have a little scar from the stitches and one on my chin. i was at this small clinic that happened to have a doctor there that could was good at stitches and these things. guess i just have a better tolerance for pain cause when they were rubbing the shit out of my hands he asked if i was ok, and i said i was. he said well normally people would be screaming by now.

Motorcycle Racing on a back country road, not my smartest hour.....ran into a car..I was doing about 100 on a curve tha was labeled 25 mph... broken femur and broken hip...needless to say I lost the race.

None of my major was too painful. I broken my left ring finger on the same spot twice, one time falling down some stairs, another time catching a baseball line drive without mitts (really stupid, mitts are for protecting your fingers). I broke my left forearm doing pretending wrestling; I ran to the wall and stupidly and reflexatively stuck my left arm out, surprisingly wasn't painful. The bones didn't heal correctly and now I can't rotate my left arm counterclockwise all the way. I also had a collapsed left lung, had a small hole in it. I had a small tube with a bag stuck in my left chest for a week.

It's a tie:

I was switching lanes on a highway and turned my head to check my blind spot when I hit a deep pot hole in the road. my neck went *pop* and started to hurt. I dismissed it as a pulled muscle and took some asprin. This happened about noon on my way to work. about 3 or 4 PM the pain got worse, and my head chef gave me some vicadin- no more pain so I continued with my shift. About 9PM the vicadin wore off and the pain litterally knocked me down. I started to hyperventilate and go into shock. The manager drove me to the emergency room (about 2 block away thankfully) where I Found out that I had herniated 2 discs in my neck. I had to wear a stiff collar for 48 hours and a soft collar for about a week.

The other one was more recent (about 3 weeks ago). I was cleaning the broiler's grease trap at work when I acidentally knocked some kind of metal "bar" off of the top area- the bar landed on my right middle finger and it was so hot it seared a good 2" strip all the way to the bone. I could actually see my knuckle bone in the open wound. I had to go the the emergency (new job, was a 20 minute trip). because of the heat and severity of the burn (3rd degree) I didn't feel any pain at the time because the nerves were all burned out. The next 4 days though- it was very very painful. Factor in the non-stop "itching" sensation I had as my nerves were regenerating I was in pure misery. I was able to work with a finger brace, but the heat of the ovens, steam tables, etc. in the kitchen felt like a fresh burn on my healing wound. The thing is still not fully healed, but at this point I don't even need a bandaid and I have near full flexibility of the finger despite what is looking to become a very large scar across the knuckle.

I was 14 years old and older brother decided he wanted some onion rings. Not having a necessary tool like a Fry Daddy, he decided to make them on the stove. Well he was in the middle of making them, when my biological sperm donor called. My brother (not having a cordless phone) turned off the heat to the burner but did not move the skillet. Needless to say, it burst into flames. My brother and I both tried to put it out without success. So he picked up the skillet to carry it outside and it burnt him. Dropping the pan, the grease slid under my feet and forced me to fall forward into the grease spilt all over the floor.

25 days in the burn ward over christmas, 34% of body with 3rd degree burns, died on the operating table, learned to walk again, 2 inches of front hairline fused shut making me look bald, forced to only take baths for 4 years of my life (couldn't take showers), and the rest of my life trying to get over it.

Can't think of a funny/silly way I've ever gotten messed up. Worst thing I ever did was crack a rib. Clashed in a martial arts tournament, we both heard the snap and backed away, wondering who's rib that was. Funny, but it can take 1-2 seconds for the adrenaline to wear off and the pain to set in.

The funniest injury i've even seen happen, however, goes to Maska...who stapled himself in the gut. It was more the expression on his face than anything else.

I was on the varsity track team as a freshman in high school, but mainly because I pushed myself too freaking hard. The coach had me in all 3 relays, triple jump, and long jump.

One of the long jumps twisted my knee. My mom and I thought it was just a twist so I rested all summer and came back to play Varsity Volleyball my sophmore year.

In the very first scrimmage tournament I went up to spike a ball, and when I came back down I heard a horrifying snap, and I immidiately fell to the ground in agonizing pain.

I couldn't bear any weight on that knee.

I went to the doctor a few days later and found out I needed surgurey after x-ray results and an MRI.

It sucked, and still aches when it's cold. I still have a screw in it too!

My worst injury ever was more of a bizarre surreal trip through impossibilities of physics than anything else. I was travelling in southern mexico the winter break of my Sophomore year in College. We had just stayed at a set of ruins called Palenque ( a classical mayan necropolis in the rain forest, absolutely beautiful), and were on our way to another set of ruins called Yaxchilan, right on the border between Mexico and Guatemala. To get there it was only about 100 kilometers in volkswagon minibuses, but it took 8 hours, due to mud up to the level of the axles. At one point I was helping push the bus ut of the mud, only to have it attempt to burn rubber on top of my foot. That injury was mild, leaving me with some interesting abrasions, but protected from the worst by the mud. But oh, it gets better. Then we arrived at a frontier town where men on horseback were loading Brahma cattle onto a truck. While i was standing there watching, one of the cattle started going beserk. One of the men calmed it by riding up to it and biting its tail as hard as he could. Said pissed off cattle then ran up the ramp into the back of the truck, right over the top of my already injured, rubbernecking foot. Then it was onto a boat to go upriver through scenery that looked like something out of the boat ride in the African Queen, or maybe Apocalypse Now. We arrived at the ruins at Yaxchilan. Our guide had a machete and a snakebite antivenom kit, which was of questionable use since one of the local venomous snakes would kill you before antivenom could be administered anyway. We tramped off into the ruins ( limped in my case), and saw the sites, mostly buildings still cloaked in rainforest. Now it gets fun. When we stopped to rest behind a covered temple that just looked like a hill, our guide said (in Spanish, I could speak it back then) "Lets have some fun!. He proceeded up the hill and cut free a vine and swung out over the clearing/courtyard where we stood. Several others went after him. I remembered thinking to myself, "I have to do that! How many other chances will I have to swing on a vine in the jungle!" So I proceeded up the hill for my turn, never realizing that those who went before me were either 1. Mexican, not weighing more than 135lbs soaking wet, or 2. female, to whom the same rule applied. The last thing I remember thinkink before I swung, was " Just think, for me the vine will break". Well, i can gaurantee that if Tarzan had actually lived, that he wasnt caucasian, because we are just too damn heavy for reliable vine swinging. At the height of my swing, the vine snapped, dropping me about 20 feet to the ground ( which had been a stone courtyard, now cushioned with lots of organic god-knows what). The next thing i was aware, a mexican guide was standing over me, philosophically regarding the stub of a vine above me, remarking "The vine Fucked him". I sustained a mild concussion, a laceration on my right elbow, a back, and him that had a series of nice contusions running along my spine and hip bones, a broken finger, and a cracked bone in my foot (forgot the cattle didnt ya!). Overall, very painful, but a hell of a lot of fun. Other than that, in my life I have been extraordinarily lucky, avoiding things that shoulda killed me with only bumps and scrapes.

Sallinger

I was RUNNING back from one part of the house to the TV when watching a football game in college and caught the toenail of my big toe on the corner of a door, ripped the whole thing back away from the toe Most painful thing evar. It didnt even fall off, it just lingered...painfully...for weeks, then eventually reattached itself. I could hardly walk around with it and when I accidently stubbed my toe crossing the street, I think I taught everyone within 2 city blocks some new swear words!

My most painful was the first time I broke my 2 little toes on my left foot (ok it was Loc's fault I broke them really)
But we were living in our 4 walls and a bathroom of an efficiency apartment in college he was tickling, harassing me etc etc for a good time- finally to get away i RAN for the bathroom to hide myself in there. well I over compensated the turn and rammed my foot into the door splitting my last 2 toes on the inside of the jam. My foot was instantly purple and swollen. Loc taped me up and sent me to work my shift as manager at McDonald's that night cause I was the only money maker back then...

***YES it's lame compared to the things above but this comes from a woman w/ no 'technical' broken bones. (toes and tailbones don't count)***

Mind you, recovery from my surgeries surpasses any injury I've ever had... But I remember the worst being the very first time I broke my tail bone (I've broken that thing more times than I care to remember) I was about 11 years old, I knew how to skate, went to a skating party with my school.. Well one of my friends (Tracy) didn't know how to skate... Another one of our friends (Chris) came up behind her and grabbed her on both sides to tickle her.. She lost her balance, grabbed ahold of me, and all three of us fell.. My behind landing dead on the wheels of Tracy's skate, breaking my tail bone and leaving two perfectly round bruises, screw indentions and all on my tush! To this day Tracy doesn't know how to skate, and just to be a smart allick, every once in a while, she'll ask me if I want to go skating!

Ok, it is a toss up for me which is the worst injury.

I was working at a cafe doing dishes and all of a sudden I had an intense pain shoot up my body. It was so intense that I curled up in a ball and could barely move. Even at that, I still was so stubborn that I kept working since there was noone there for the meal rush. Finally, the pain got too much and my boss noticed and sent me to the emergency room to figure out what was the matter. Well, they kept me overnight to "observe" me, and when they did a blood test my white blood cell had tripled. They didn't know if it was my appendix or kidney stones, but once they saw my white blood cell count, they knew. Well, they did a neoscopic (definitely the way to go for surgery) appendectomy to remove my appendix. For almost two weeks, I could barely get out of bed because when I even lifted my head, my ab muscles screamed, but my stubborness won the day.

The other injury I had is very funny now that I think about it, but at the time it really sucked. Well, I was helping a friend to get rid of his waterbed and it wouldn't drain because he had never once treated the water and it was now sludge. Well, he came up with the bright idea that if we took off the end of the bed, we could "roll" the bed down the stairs since he lived on the second floor of the house. Well, somehow, we drew straws and he was supposed to hold onto the bed above it and I was down below the bed to provide "resistance." ROFLMAO, needless to say, the bed with about 100 gallons of water was the victor because his grip slipped and I still don't even remember what happened except after the bed was past me, I was laying down on the stairs and my right leg had turned 180 degrees with the foot pointing down below my knee. I screamed bloody murder and had to walk to the hospital since my friend didn't have a vehicle. On top of all this, it was winter time and I swear that every time that I had to go back to the doctor I would slip on the ice and fall right back on that knee. It still pops but at least I can walk around with it, but it does have slight problems during cold weather being stiff.

Lets see top 10 for painful accidents.

10) being shot in the leg with a small calibur round (really not painful as you would think, but a TON of blood)
9) Jumping off a 60 foot cliff into a river that was not as deep as we thought it needed to be. (Thank god it was all sand)
Having the last 30 foot of trunk from a 120 foot tall ash tree fall and hit me on the shoulder. (I didn't fall down but it knocked my feet literally an inch into the ground. Then rolled off my shoulder)
7) Holding a piece of plastic while someone misses the plastic with the hot glue gun and hot glues about 3inches of skin on your hand between your ring and pinky finger. (Just think when it cools it pulls all that burned skin tearing it. oh the joy)
6) Being hit by a car at probably 25mph. (Hurt like hell bruised got up walked away no broken bones. I won tho I did 1600 bucks in dmg to the guys car
5) Tearing a ligament in my leg pulling a 3600lbs skid on a hand pallet jack. (Pain showed up day later and months after)
4) Going down a zipline and impacting the tree at the end at about 30mph. (Belt got caught and could not jump as you normally do )
3) Trying to catch a 3/4 full keg from a 2nd story dorm room. (don't ask)
2) Working on a Printing press and getting hit with 650 volts of power. (Launched me 30 feet)
1) And the worst. Riding as a passenger on a 4-Wheeler And flipping it at 45mph. I went airborne for 30ish feet landed on a 20 foot wide gravel road. I then slid across the road on my back and continued 25ish feet into a cornfield past the road. (Time stopped as I layed in the field waiting to regain feeling in most my body for about 5mins. Luckly I got back to the house and started to drink heavily before the most of the pain kicked in. It took about 3 horus before I could feel alot of my body.)

Injury totals: Lots of bruises, Cuts, Scrathes, 1 torn ligament, 0 broken bones.

Bonus: Worst pain of all. Tho this was not a accident persay it still takes the cake. 2 infected wisdom teeth for 2 years. Trust me you cannot imagine the pain. When the pain would peak it would make it so I could not stand. Also pain surges that would cause me to blackout. by far the winner of all time pains for me.

Guess I can chime in now..hehe

Ive had alot of weird little injuries but most I came through pretty well

The strangest feeling ever from an injury was stepping on a belt buckle and driving the piece that goes thru the belt hole straight up into my heel. picture the basic rectangle kind with about 2.5 inch piece. I pulled it out...hurt like hell...never a drop of blood. Throbbed for months

The most intense pain I can remember is after having both my legs in full casts for about 6 months, getting the casts removed and my mom carrying me to the car and setting me in the front sit. Both my legs bent and man, you talk about pain. After sitting straight for that long, my muscles did not appreciate being bent like that. It took long sessions in a whirlpool before my legs would bend without pain, and alot of therapy sessions. It sucked bad.

We will just ignore the 9 fractures, even thou 5 of those were aquired by the time I was 5 years old!

The 2 soft tissue injuries were the worst. Several years back I was biten by a 10lb cat, 3 punctures wounds in the right wrist. 12 hours later I'm in the ER being admitted for blood poisoning. Worst is, the Doctor said if I had waited much longer to come in, I could have lost my hand...:/ But the WORST was being kicked by a horse, dead center on my left thigh. She knocked me about 3 feet into the air (I cleared a shop vac - the old kind that stand about 2 1/2 feet tall), and about 6-8 feet out into the aisle. As I realized I was sitting on the aisle floor it occured to me that I should not be on the floor, so I tried to stand and move. Well, I couldn't stand, so I crawled into the tack room. Thats when I realized that I had been kicked, that and seeing the half moon hoof print shape on my leg. Off to the ER I go, again. They were STUNNED that my femur wasn't broken! But, it took a year to recover full strength in my leg again. That was pain I will never forget.

-Sadye

To begin with I grew up on a farm and I mountain bike so I have had a plethora of different injuries. Although my brother may have been injured more times than myself (I admit nothing!). I would say that getting my finger stuck in between the panels of an old garage door is the most memorable. It was of course manual and far heavier than the ones most of us have today. I was by myself and trying to lift the door while my finger was stuck in it near the top was not all that easy. Another time I slid between the bunk beds and the wall while and ran a nail into my side. Got a cool scar for that one . Paintball to sack is indescribable agony (guess I should have wore a cup). Not sure if all doctors like to stab you in the side before an appendectimy (sp) but mine did. I have never wanted to kill someone more!