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Most recently, I was manually closing a double-width, solid wood, articulated garage door--approx 300-400 lbs-- (electric closer hadn't been attached yet) when the door slipped a couple feet from the floor, and next thing I know I'm looking at 2 of my fingers completely closed up between two sections. I yelled for help, but as no one could hear me, I did one of those adrenaline numbers and lifted the door up with my left hand enough to remove my fingers. They came out looking cartoon-like; flattened literally by half, broken, though otherwise intact.
^^^ WUT? *******
Little bit of buckshot, punched plenty, tazed twice. Essentially stabbed a few times, close enough to need stiches often. My jobs have been wild, and my life a tad wilder.
it upsets me to no end that people attempt to find solace or glory in other peoples pain. So be careful where you tread. Ain't no pain like real pain.
I'm not sure anyone here's looking for "solace or glory."
And we can thank our lucky stars no one's broken out their list of emotional scars...
had a pancreas tract infection, steeped on a nail, bit by a centipede. Centipede was probably the most scarring, didnt want to go outside for weeks. I am also sure it was my neighbor's pet, lunatic kept all sorts of wierd pets and released them. This was a big centipede probably 7 inches long, i doubt it was native to louisiana