What Is The Worst Pain Youve Ever Felt?

[manker]

Oddly enough I can't think of an occasion in my life that comes close to the majority of experiences in this thread. Mostly they sounded pretty terrible.

To answer the question tho' I'd say it was probably a football injury that occurred when I was about 16, this huge equine looking bloke steamed into me moments after he promised that the next time I touched the ball he'd put me in hospital. He suceeded too, his oafish tackle caused a tear in my ankle ligaments and I was on crutches for a month.

Apparently he was remorseful in the pub after the match, a few of the team told me that he was actually quite a nice bloke - made me feel on top of the world, that

[j2k4]

Originally posted by TheCanuk@14 August 2004 - 19:07
and getting kicked in the nuts 3 times in the same day.

i couldnt walk after the first time

If you couldn't walk after the first time, I'd say the people you hang out with spotted you for a bit of a mark.

If they'd kick you while you were down, I'd suggest you either find new friends or work on your personality, 'cuz there's gotta be a solution for that problem.

[j2k4]

Originally posted by J&#39;Pol+15 August 2004 - 04:14--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (J&#39;Pol &#064; 15 August 2004 - 04:14)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteBegin-j2k4@14 August 2004 - 20:13
I&#39;m kinda from the BigBoab (welcome back, BTW) school of aches and pains, though I&#39;ve managed largely to skate on the stitches.

I&#39;ll try to describe one of my adventures:

I was helping a friend rehabilitate an old building as a sort of camp, on Lake Michigan, but in the middle of nowhere; nearest road was about 15 miles away, and we brought all the materials in by boat.

One fellow was building a rough septic tank right next to the house, about 5 feet from the eave.

I was pouring sidewalks, and was coming around the corner and going between the house and the septic tank (concrete blocks, in this case; about 4x6 feet, and 6 feet deep) with a wheelbarrow of stone for my mix.

One of the fellows shingling the roof yelled "HEADS UP&#33;&#33;" just in time for me to see two bundles of shingles (about 150 lbs.), which hit me in the head and knocked me into the empty septic tank; I hit the opposite side of the blockwork, caving in my ribcage, dislocating my shoulder, puncturing a lung, and giving me a nice concussion.

This was followed by the wheelbarrow (and probably 350 lbs of stone) falling in on top of me, followed further by 2 more bundles of shingles.

My mates fished me out of the hole as gingerly as they could, and treated me to a nice, leisurely boatride to town and the hospital.

I was back a month later to help them finish the cabin.

I am truly sorry, but I couldn&#39;t help but think of this.

The Bricklayer’s Lament

Now dear sir I write this note
to tell you of my plight.
For at the time of writing it,
I’m not a pretty sight.
My body is all black and blue,
my face a deathly gray,
And I write this note to say why
I am not at work today.
While working on the 14th floor,
some bricks I had to clear.
But tossing them down from such a height
was not a good idea.
The foreman wasn’t very pleased,
he is an awkward sod.
He said I had to carry them down
the ladder in my hod.
Well moving all those bricks by hand,
it was so very slow,
so I hoisted up the barrel
and secured the rope below.
But in my haste to do the job
I was too blind to see
That the barrel full of bricks was heavier than me.
So when I untied the rope, the barrel fell like lead,
and clinging tightly to the rope,
I started up instead.
I shot up like a rocket, and to my dismay, I found
that half way up, I met the flaming
barrel coming down.
The barrel broke my shoulder
as to the ground it sped,
And when I reached the top,
I banged the pulley with my head.
But I held on tightly, numb with shock
from that almighty blow,
While the barrel spilled out half the bricks
some 14 floors below.
Now when the bricks had fallen
from the barrel to the floor.
I then outweighed the barrel
and so started down once more.
Still clinging tightly to the rope,
my body wracked with pain,
and half way down I met the
flaming barrel once again.
Well the force of this collision
half way down the office block
caused multiple abrasions
and a nasty state of shock.
But I clung on tightly to the rope
as I fell towards the ground
and landed on the broken bricks
the barrel had scattered ‘round.
As I lay there on the ground,
I thought I passed the worst,
but that barrel hit the pulley wheel,
and then the bottom burst.
A shower of bricks came down on me,
I didn’t have a hope.
As I lay there bleeding on the ground,
I let go of the bloody rope.
The barrel then being heavier
it started down once more.
It landed right across me
as I lay there on the floor.
It broke three ribs and my left arm,
and I can only say,
I hope you’ll understand
why I am not at work today.


traditional Irish pub song

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Leave it to you, JP; that&#39;s great.

One time I was in Chemistry class (just finished an exam, waiting for the bell) when this fellow came through the door.

An older student of the instructor&#39;s who&#39;d obtained a hall-pass to do some visiting during finals; he had the largest bandage I have ever seen on an ambulatory person wound about his head-one eye peeking out-this prompted the instructor to inquire as to it&#39;s origin, which brought this reply:

"Well, Mr. Allis, I&#39;ve been working construction, see, and one day I looked up and saw a brick falling..."

Apparently he watched the brick fall until it hit him in the head.

[Aaron_T]

Originally posted by danb@14 August 2004 - 20:57
I nearly got hit by a car when i was 8 or 9, luckily the guy decided to crash into a tree instead

too bad

[crazy_billy_bats]

a dog bit a part of my cheek off when i was a kid, still have a little scar.

[Aaron_T]

Originally posted by crazy_billy_bats@15 August 2004 - 16:34
a dog bit a part of my cheek off when i was a kid, still have a little scar.

ahhh painful

[crazy_billy_bats]

Originally posted by Azzz+15 August 2004 - 17:38--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Azzz @ 15 August 2004 - 17:38)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-crazy_billy_bats@15 August 2004 - 16:34
a dog bit a part of my cheek off when i was a kid, still have a little scar.

ahhh painful [/b][/quote]
I know, and i was only being nice, i went up and hugged it and the git bit the side of my face off &#33;&#33;&#33;

[TheDave]

once at school i turned the page too fast :helpsmile:

[Aaron_T]

Originally posted by TheDave@15 August 2004 - 16:47
once at school i turned the page too fast :helpsmile:

[iMartin]

Once I was climbing a tree, I was about 15 feet off the ground, a limb broke, and I landed flat on my back, knocked the wind straight out of me. I felt like I was going to die.