I was playing touch football in the street, 2 on 2. I was the receiver. QB said hike and I took one step and fell over. I looked around for the person the threw a rock at my heel. No one was there. I looked for the car that backed into me. Nope. Then I realized, I had just ruptured my Achilles. It was 8 months before I was able to walk without crutches or a cane.
I was at the airport and my bag was falling over. I went to grab it and got my hand caught between a steel table and the bag. The bottom of the table sliced open my knuckle below my left pointer finger. The skin was totally sliced through, about 2 inches across. There was little pain and little blood, but the bone and cartilage and tendons were totally exposed. It looked really freaky. Six or seven stitches closed it up and I was fine, but it was pretty odd seeing your own insides like that.
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Originally Posted by slampokes
You could be a terrorist and I would still continue to love you very, very much.
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