Your Childs Worst Accident

Hi.. I hope your daughters eye is getting better, football has a lot to answer to! Well my eldest has had two fairly major accidents. The first was when he was a toddler. He was around 18 months old, and I used to have to take him to work with me in the morning until my Mum had finished work, and then she would come and collect him and take her home with her. I worked in an office, and he had a room especially for him with toys and things. I was on the phone taking a booking, and he came wandering over to my desk. I gave him his drink, and as I finished on the phone, he dropped his drink on the floor, I picked it up for him, and tuned round again to write the booking in the diary. The next thing I knew he was screaming, like nothing I have ever heard before, I turned round, and his hand was stuck to the heater that was behind my desk. Being winter, it was on and because it was one of those electric storage heaters it gets really hot. Anyway I took his hand off, and raced him to the bathroom, where I held his hand under the cold water. He was screaming so bad. Luckily someone came back to the office and drove me to the hospital with him, which was only 5 minutes down the road, but by the time we had got there his hand had blistered up really bad, he had the lines from the metal casing across the palm of his hand. Luckily we did not have to wait long to be seen, but the burns were so severe they transferred him to a special burns hospital. They treated his hand, and wrapped the whole thing up. Whenever people saw him they thought that he had lost his hand, because it was completely covered by bandages. After a few more weeks of having treatment, the bandages were removed again, and this time there were no marks or scars, he was very lucky, but they did tell me at the burns hospital that because the water was put on it straight after the incident, and it was kept open it helped them control it better. They actually used peanut oil on his burns, which lessen the chance of scarring and help heal burns... something I did not know! The other accident he had was when he was about 6. We were visiting my parents after he finished school one afternoon, and he was waiting for grandad to come home from work. He was watching out the window, and as he saw him turn into the road, he raced outside with his umbrella up since it was raining. A few minutes later, my Dad came running through the door with Jason laid in his arms screaming I did not know what had happened, but his face was covered in blood. My Dad gave him to me, as he had left his car in the middle of the road, and I tried cleaning my son up. It turned out that when Jason ran outside to greet his Grandad, his umbrella got caught on the aerial of my Dad's car, which was at the back of the car, and Jason had been dragged along the road by my Dad's car, without my Dad knowing. Luckily for us this could have been more serious than it actually was, since the only injuries Jason sustained were grazes across his face and a cut nose, it's just lucky that he did not break any bones!

When my son was 18 months old he used the handles on the drawers in my kitchen as ladders to climb up onto the working surface and got my just pored scalding black coffee and poured it over his arm. I was there in seconds and ran his arm under the cold water and wrapped it in cling film. The hospital said that I saved him from a really bad injury by my actions.

Hi Elf, The worst accident any of my children had was when my now 24 yr old was 4. I was in the bathroom getting her and her sister ready for the bath. she suddenly leaped up onto the vanity which had a cupboard below it. the cupboard door was ajar and she lost her footing and slipped landing on the sharp door right between the legs. She was rushed in to the hospital for emergency surgery. It was a nightmare! Me? I was playing with fire as a kid with a group of neighborhood kids and caught on fire. I was 5 and I burnt my legs so badly that I did not walk for months. The upside is I got strong and never ever want to be in a spot where I have to depend on someone to take me to the bathroom or anything.

I will never forget my son's worst accident. he was 5 at the time. He was riding a bicycle and went into a culvert. A metal pipe cut his chin and nearly cut his tongue in two. It was the quickest ride to the emergency room I ever had. He had to have surgery on his tongue and chin. You caan still see his chin scar today. I was never so scared in all my life. I shudder to think what would have happened if nobody had been home when my son had thiss accident. Parents never know what can happen to their children.

Thank God the worst for my children was my son swallowed a penny. He pooped it out and was fine. When I was a child though, I was playing Dodge ball in school. I was running and one of the boys tripped me. I was running full force, and when he did that I flipped up in the air and landed on the back of my head. I actually had an out of body experience that day. I saw myself laying on the floor, my face turning blue and all of my classmates were crying as they stood around me. I watched my gym teacher give me mouth to mouth. He saved my life the doctors told my parents. Then I remember being in the ambulance and someone sticking a tube down my throat for oxygen, it was a really terrible experience. When I was 8, I was running around the front of the school building where they had square light posts all around. My friends and I were playing tag. I looked behind me to see where they were and when I turned back around there was a light post practically glued to my head. Blood was everywhere. The crazy thing was I didn't know I was bleeding until everyone started freaking out! Thank God all I needed was Butterfly Stitches. Since all of the head trauma I have had, I am now stuck with having seizures for the rest of my life...

i'll never forget this incident. this happened on December 21, 2005 when my 3-year-old son then accidentally swallowed a marble. he was busy playing with his cousins in our house when all of a sudden he turned to me and acted like something was inside him mouth. he couldn't speak so i did not understand what he was trying to convey. as he was turning blue, i immediately ran to him and looked inside his mouth. i couldn't see anything so i tucked my finger inside his throat. i felt something round and smooth! oh my gosh, it was a marble stucked in his throat! to my fear, i screamed aloud and called my brother who was visiting then with his family. he immediately grabbed my son and held him onto his lap facing the floor. i was totally hysterical seeing my son struggling to breathe. then my brother gave him a tap onto his back. several attemps did not push the marble out, and all i can see was his neck veins engorging. tears and mucus were dripping from his face as he was gasping for air. i thought we were going to lose him. after a very hard tap, at last, the marble came out of his mouth. to my anger, i threw the marble that almost took the life of my son outside our house. thank god my brother was there. if it wasn't for him i could have lost my son. because of that incident, it had been a rule in our house that nobody is allowed to play with marbles.

Compared to the childhood accidents that I faced when I was a child, the ones that my children have had are actually minor. My daughter's worst accident was when she was 20 months old and she burned her hand on a curling iron on the day of my wedding. It looked awful, but she survived it, and it didn't require a trip to the emergency room. My son actually hasn't had any accidents that stand out in my mind to date. For me, the worst accident that I was ever involved in was when I was eight years old and I broke my ankle when a filing cabinet fell on me in my third grade classroom.

I had my fair share of stitches when I was little and all three of my ruff and tumble boys did too. The one accident I remember very well happened to my middle son. He was skate boarding everywhere, going further then he would tell me. One day I got a call from a woman I didn't know. She said "I don't want to alarm you". Too LATE! She had taken my son to ER at our local hospital. While avoiding a car he wasn't watching the pavement ahead and @@@. I met her at the hospital and she filled me in as her little boy kept tugging at her arm to leave. She was very thorough. She only gave me her first name and that she was a Nero Nurse. She knew all the signs of concussion. One Cat Scan later and stitches I was back home to continue caring for my teenage son on Vicodine after surgery on his compound fracture in his arm Yup. Two for one. What I remember about this was the phone call I made to the department or floor where she would be a nurse. No one had ever heard of her. They told me that that specialty of nursing hung very tight and everyone in the state knew each other. No one ever heard the name and I know I got it right. ?????