Ouch! That's Gotta Hurt!

There's a clue in the name......'runner' NOT 'flyer' ROFL Sorry can't help it, just HAVE to laugh out loud, roll around the floor and picture you.............. As for me, I'll never forget making love on the riveted seam of an old airplane wing. It was in Nassau and there is a 'fissure' there in the island, along the edge of which are parked old two and four seater airplanes with the wings hanging out over the cold, cold still water. So I'm on my back (of course) getting pummeled into the riveted seam of the wing wondering what the hell I could have been thinking of, and my lower back is screaming at me for relief. I really think that it was the scream reaching my lips that made the fellow finally shoot his load and in so doing raised up over me and smacked me one! Well hells bells, I rolled out from under him as fast as I could and rolled right off the wing into the water and sank like a stone! Talk about pain! My back, my face, and the shock of the water on my tender skin.........I nearly gave it up and decided to just stay where I was and become fish food! My back hasn't been the same since and every time it screams I picture that airplane wing, but you can bet your a*s I'M not laughing!

Two summers ago we were camping at a State Fishing Lake. We actually went over on Friday night, which was Friday the 13th, and I didn't really think too much of it. It was the next morning that my bad luck kicked in. We were fishing on the north end of the lake that had a fish feeder, which was only about 30 feet out into the water. My sister's not the biggest fan of fishing, but I finally got her convinced to give it a try. She made a good cast and it went right by the feeder. After about 10 minutes or so, she said that she thought she might be hung up, and needed help. I told her to just wrap the line around her arm a few times and start walking back. So she did and she still couldn't get the line to give or break, so I went over to help her. I tried, and had no luck, so I pulled my shirt sleeves down so that the line wouldn't cut into my arm, and off I went. After a few seconds, I heard the 'snap!' of the line breaking and felt something hit the back of my leg. I just laughed because I thought it was just the chicken liver that smacked me on the back of my leg, then realized if the liver hit me chances are so did the hook! I looked down and all I could see was the line sticking out of my leg and nothing else. Then the blood started squirting out and I totally lost it! My partner came over to look at it, gently pulled on the line, and we couldn't see anything moving so we knew it was in there deep. We could also tell that the line had broken off at the hook, so it had to be the lead sinker that was actually inside my leg. By the time we made it to the nearest hospital, my shirt was ruined. We used it to put pressure on my leg to try and contain the bleeding. Of course there were no decent doctors on duty on a Saturday, so the doctor that examined my leg told me that I could just go home and that we'd see if it would "fester" out. I said this is not a splinter! It's a LEAD sinker that's been in scummy lake water, it's not going to just "fester" out! They finally got a surgeon to come in and got a crew together in case I needed surgery. He tried to get it out locally, but I ended up in surgery. I was very lucky that I had turned around and started walking instead of walking backwards. He said that if it would have hit the front of my leg, it would have easily shattered my knee cap. I thought to myself how bad it could have been if it hit me in the head! To this day I'm scared to try and break the line if I get hung up. If it doesn't break within the first few seconds, I just go ahead and cut the line. I don't need another accident like that happening again.

Ouchie - that osunds so painful! If we really have to exlude childbirth I guess I have a few to choose from! lol The worst must have been when I was working in a bar in London. There was a trap door to the cellar behind the bar and the golden rule was that if anyone opened it you had to warn everyone else who was working. One very busy lunchtime I was walking backwards towards the till (register) and talking to customers (they were all trying to get me to take orders for them) next thing I knew I scraped against the edge of the trapdoors fell about 20 feet bounced off of a wooden step and on to about another 3 bouncing 6 feet up from each before going dowwn on to the next and then sprawling onto a concrete floor! I had barely any skin left on my legs and was covered in bumps and bruises. The boss had went down into the cellar without telling me and then had the froint to tell me to go get a cup of coffee to calm me down - I couldn't have even lifted the coffee cup I was shaking so much. Friends took me to hospital where I was cleaned up but the worst 'scrape' was too large to be stitched and had to be cleaned and dressed ever few days for 5- 6 weeks. I still have a large dent in my shin where there is hardly any skin covering the bone and have to keep it covered in the cold weather!Weren't the old days fun? lol xxx

Let's see.....could it have been the time I was working on a horse farm and showing some people this quiet, safe old mare that had never, ever made a wrong move, and when she tried to head for the gate back into the pasture where she had been all day, and I turned her away, SHE BUCKED ME OFF! But first I landed on the horn of the saddle, RIGHT THERE, ya know! OWWWWWWW, now THAT HURT! Or could it have been the time that I was breaking in a 2 yr old leopard appy gelding and was going for the rodeo ride of all time, when naturally, I finally fell off, right on my BUTT! It wouldn't have been so bad, except I kept my jacknife in my back pocket. I had a bruise the size of 2 grapefruits for quite a while. That's why I don't break in horses any more. Blessings.

When I was younger, about 11 or 12, I was going up into the attic to look for Easter decorations with my brother. Mom warned me not wear my dress shoes up there because in order to get around, you had to balance on the rafters. Yep, I should have listened. I was right behind my brother, and he slipped. His foot went through the ceiling up to about his thigh, butm he pulled himself back up intothe atic without a problem. As I said, I was right behind him, and he did this without missing a beat so, I didn't antually realize his foot went through the ceiling!! He turned toward me and said, "Be......." and before he could finish his sentence, I slipped and went sompletely through the ceiling. I landed two inches from the corner of his waterbed, and two inches from the corner of the door!! I swear when I hit the floor, with all the dust around me, I really though I had fallen all the way through to the basement. Then, last winter, my husband and I took the kids sledding. My daughter was unsdure, so she went down the hill with me. The boys, my little dare-devils were having a blast. Well, my oldest went don the hill, and I thought he was out of the way, so, my daughter and I went next. As we were heading down the hill, I saw it happen. My son was right in the line of fire, and there was no way we could stop. My daughter and I ran right into him. He saw us coming, and his first instinct was to pull his sled out from under himself and use it as a shield! We collided and he flew a good five feet backwards. We were all laughing, especially mu husband and younger son who had been a the top of the hill watching it all. My hubby said that if we had a video camera, that would have been one to save and show the rest of the family. He said it wouldn't have been better if it had been planned!

I have had multiple knee surgeries, one of which was incredibly invasive. I will spare the details, but long story short, I ended up with fragments of bone screwed together with a lot of metal. After the surgery, in my rehab period, I had to do a LOT of range of motion exercise to break through the masses of scar tissue that had formed. Breaking through this scar tissue was by FAR the WORST pain I have ever felt in my life. I never cry in front of others, and I wailed and cried in front of a room full of people every time my therapists strapped me down and worked at the tissue. It was absolutely horrible. Afterward, I would be shaking out of exhaustion and sore until my next appointment. One woman (another patient) who was sitting near me one day in physical therapy, said when she had a shoulder surgery and had similar exercises done, she thought it was 100x worse than giving birth to any of her three children naturally! I haven't had children yet, but knowing what that rehab pain felt like, I will take her word for it!

Wow!! Your experience does not sound Fun at all, and quite painful for sure. I have been in a lot of pain from time to time, and I think the worst came from when I injured my back somehow back a little over 11 yrs. ago. I was working for Burger King, and my main responsibility was either making the sandwiches, or doing Drive Thru. This also meant even though I told them before I was hired that I had a bad back they would make me do the garbage, etc. from time to time as well. But how I strained my back was by reaching up to place the cups in the holder above us, and I felt my back snap. I was in a lot of Pain also back when I had some Chronic wounds that I had to deal with for a while due to being Diabetic and they were constantly having to do stuff to help them heal. So I know what it is like to be in Pain but I also know that we are in control with the help of our Faith and strength thru our belief in God and Prayer that we can get thru anything as well.

Ouch that did hurt, I was little and sneaked out of my house when my mom was taking a nap. It was my exam time and I hurt my foot really bad. We were building a house with stones and brick and anything and for all my bright ideas I wanted ahuge door for the house we were building so I asked my friends, may be around 10 kids to pick up a huge and heavy red stone slab from somewhere and as we were lifting it and carrying it over a girl from neighbour hood who was very ppopular among us happened to pass by. And I am very sure that kids who didn't like me making them work so much just left the slab and ran towards her. Well as most of them left it barring us few the stone became very heavy and as I was the only one on one side it fell on my foot and I had to get my leg plastered up. I still have scars from that one.

Skirting the rules here... The worst pain I ever felt was after childbirth. The needle for the epidural had gone in too far and I got a spinal headache. Picture this, spinal fluid leaking, the brain resting too heavily on the spinal cord. Ouch. But the worst pain I ever felt that was somewhat funny was probably when I was sledding and the sled got out of control and my head jerked back and I got whiplashed. My sister got it much worse though. She was videotaping my brother and sister-in-law coming down the hill and everybody started yelling "move". Bam, they knocked her flying. When you watch the video, first you see them coming down the hill, then the camera flying and then "ow ow ow"... Fortunately she wasn't hurt too badly.

Childbirth of Course! Well I use to be a practicing figure skater up till 10 years ago, and I had an skating injury and tore few ligaments and whatnot kept me on crutches for like 1.5 hurt like the dickens worse than giving birth for 27 hours to my first child, then I was doing laundry one day and was traveling downstairs with some towels in my hands to take to my home day spa with way too many and couldnt see in front of me but you know your stairs right so I thought and somehow Skipped count on the last 3 or 4 and went tumbling down with my towels on top of me if was a monday which we were closed and no one around to help me. It took me 40 minutes to pull myself up and brush off my pride I waited about 9 hours later hurting really really bad and went to emergency room had reinjured that exact leg again oh man. It took me just until here recently to even think about dusting off those old skates and trying to roll, but still had some pain. not really a rolling in hay laugh thoe.

iam studying b.tech in INDIA. my have one person and he is junior to me. i share every thing to him as like a my own brother. in the first few few days he is very close to me. by day by day he start avoiding me and he could not respond to me. he had some friends, he introduced to me all they are very favour to me but only this person is avoiding me. i felt very bad for this moment in my life.