pretty deep with a razor, and it's hard to type with it wrpaped up in dujct tapem.
Let's taljk about our recen;pt injjries. :jess:
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pretty deep with a razor, and it's hard to type with it wrpaped up in dujct tapem.
Let's taljk about our recen;pt injjries. :jess:
Duct tape?!
Don't you have anything more medically orientated? Plaster? A bandage, maybe? :p
I'M GOING TO START WRAPPING YOU IN PILLOWS BEFORE YOU GO TO WORK
Have you ever read the label on brake clean? Because I won't even let the stuff touch me without gloves on after I did.
But super glue to close cuts is legit.
I don't have any recent injuries that aren't cat related. Last time I specifically remember cutting myself was using a hobby knife to separate a model from it's plastic sprue. I wasn't pointing it directly toward any part of me, but the thing took an odd hop when the sprue broke and I managed to hit myself right on the tip of my left index finger. I managed to barely cut the skin because I cut my fingernail clean in half to about one third of the way from the tip to the base. Somehow it managed to catch in the nail too and basically move around instead of clean through so nothing was cut underneath my nail.
And it still hurt like a bitch.
I'm always hurting myself. half the time I get in the shower or get dressed and realize I have a big gash on my leg or arm and have no idea how I got it.
I've banged my head open many times and just held my hand there until the bleeding stopped. So many scars :/
Hitting my head on things sends me into a momentary rage. It doesn't last very long, but I get some incredibly pissed.
Purple Power also cleans those wounds out pretty thoroughly. Whether you like it or not.
Gasoline on your deodorant causes some weird chemical reaction that feels.....less than pleasant. I thought I was going to have to stop, drop, and roll for a chemical burn.
Sorry for the people taking tumbles on the ice. :(
Gout is sort of acting up. Thankfully, it's annoying pain instead of "it's a chore to move across the room or even move" pain.
I can't remember what my most recent injury was as it was pretty long ago, but I'll go ahead and tell you the best story I can remember. I was in the shower and as if I ended up in a damn comedy special, I manage to slip against the water on the bottom of the tub and I performed the splits right there in the smurfing tub and twist my ankle. Mom or Dad had to come in and help me out of the tub to get dried off and everything so we can drive down to the hospital because I can't walk for trout. We get down there and we're in the waiting room for at least a little over an hour because I remember watching Dragon Ball Z and Sailor Moon on Cartoon Network. By the time the nurse calls on us, my ankle was healed. They made us wait so long even the injury was like "I'm out of here this is ridiculous."
We get X-Rays done to make sure everything checks out and went back home. Maybe not one or two weeks later I'm sitting in a plastic chair leaning back, and the chair tilts over and the back of my head bounce off the front of my friend's house so we're right back to the hospital, and nurse said to me "You need to stop hurting yourself." Eventually, after another twisted ankle here, busting my knees open by falling on the curb, and falling on my ass in the snow I stopped hurting myself. Now I'll probably get up out of this chair, trip over my own two feet and land head first into the wall on my way out of the room for saying that.
My cat is weird and when she's really happy she scratches and bites to show her love (whilst purring up a storm the entire time). So basically my hands, arms, and legs are covered with swollen scratches and bites at any given point in time.
Martin doesn't do that to me anymore. I think the love has gone out of our relationship. :(