Exotic diseases/spectacular accidents you have had?

Al Jarvis wrote: I've had meningitis, the meningococcal strain.

Got me three months off school at the time but did have four days of that in a coma and am left with virtually a wall eye now which glasses just can't help cos my brain simply doesn't really register its there so it'll never fully focus 100%.

wow that sounds so much like my experience, except for the eye and that i had blood poisoning rather than menigits. did they misdiagnose it? they almost sent me home with some aspirin. lucky i stayed. still i almost died. one week in a coma and a whole month in hospital.

Al Jarvis wrote: I've had meningitis, the meningococcal strain.

Got me three months off school at the time but did have four days of that in a coma and am left with virtually a wall eye now which glasses just can't help cos my brain simply doesn't really register its there so it'll never fully focus 100%.

Pretty much only see with one eye as well. You get into a rage when ppl keep thrusting autostereograms (or magic eye pictures for the less well read) at you as well then?

NOOLigan wrote:

wow that sounds so much like my experience, except for the eye and that i had blood poisoning rather than menigits. did they misdiagnose it? they almost sent me home with some aspirin. lucky i stayed. still i almost died. one week in a coma and a whole month in hospital.

The misdiagnosing reminds me of one of my Marines. Went in to see the doctor on a friday because he felt really sick. Doctor said he was dehydrated, sent away telling him to drink some water. About mid-Sunday he collapsed, had to medevac him to the hospital. They found that his appendix exploded on Friday. Guess you're only suppose to live something like 12 hours after the appedix explodes, but somehow he lived for 38 hours. He was in intensive care for 4 weeks, and a coma for two days.

He was one lucky bastard as a year later he was standing right ontop of an IED when it was remote detonated. The blast blew him above most of the shrapnel somehow, as he was medevaced, but with only some shrapnel in his back. He's walking around today fine as can be.

By both counts he should be deceased.

Well not my injuries, but I was there for them andhad to take care of him for both.

Glad you're still around with us NOOLigan.

JHC

Steve Lea wrote: Thing about many of the tropical nasties is that they all have symptoms just like flu so you have the agonising wait for test results for cholera, typhoid, malaria, Lyme's, dengue, yellow fever or even the dreaded Ebola. Usually you're dead before your tests come back for Ebola it should be said...! Dont get bitten by a mozzie and you exclude most on that list. Remember a notice in the bathroom in Bombay (as it was then) telling you not to even brush your teeth with the tap water! And to be careful about what bottled water you drank as some of it was just tap water, despite the label.

Once upon a time I was in Morocco and stayed overnight in a one camel town near Fez in the most uncomfortable bed you could imagine. Not that I slept, but I woke up the next morning with my back out and virtually unable to walk because of it. Undaunted, we had a visit to a lead mine in the Atlas mountains that day and, because I couldnt walk properly, I lost my footing and promptly fell down one of the small shafts into the mine and gave my knee a horrendous smack. Getting up, I then fell over because I couldnt put weight on my one leg and smacked my nose...I could go on! :rip:

Thats ten years ago and I still have a sore f'ing knee!

geez, remind me to be careful when visiting a mine!

NOOLigan wrote: i can not die. i a immortal.

While I prefer not to tempt the gods.

SHED wrote:

AgentWood wrote:

404 error wrote: I dunno if I imagined (dreamed?) it but I could have sworn I saw Agent Wood mention in a post she'd had cholera.

yep. and it was the worst strain possible--the kind that can kill you within 24 hours. fortunately they caught it soon enough, as the doctor said i would have been dead by the next morning.

another: i've had two ribs removed because of a condition called thoracic outlet syndrome, where my nerves became crushed by my first ribs when i exercised. i wanted to keep the ribs but pathology threw them away. shucks.

not really 'accidents,' but i have jumped from a moving train before and been involved in a train robbery (two different incidents). also had katyusha rockets fired at the road i was on; the usual.

the rest of my illnesses are pretty common.

Rocket's FIRING at you.in your DREAMS!

More like in HIS dreams.

Comrade Shampanyov, Gentleman wrote:

NOOLigan wrote: i can not die. i a immortal.

While I prefer not to tempt the gods.

Maybe you have nine lives?

ChrissMari wrote:

404 error wrote:

AgentWood wrote:

also had katyusha rockets fired at the road i was on;

so it was a _really_ rough part of NYC you lived in?

I had assumed that was in Israel. well maybe it was bensonhurst same diff

Shed Peel wrote:

Comrade Shampanyov, Gentleman wrote:

NOOLigan wrote: i can not die. i a immortal.

While I prefer not to tempt the gods.

Maybe you have nine lives?

You calling me a pussy?

Comrade Shampanyov, Gentleman wrote:

Shed Peel wrote:

Comrade Shampanyov, Gentleman wrote:

NOOLigan wrote: i can not die. i a immortal.

While I prefer not to tempt the gods.

Maybe you have nine lives?

You calling me a pussy?

Hahaha...

God, I miss the double entendres

perhaps immortal, perhaps nine lives who knows. i'm still here.

Steve Campbell wrote:

Al Jarvis wrote: I've had meningitis, the meningococcal strain.

Got me three months off school at the time but did have four days of that in a coma and am left with virtually a wall eye now which glasses just can't help cos my brain simply doesn't really register its there so it'll never fully focus 100%.

Pretty much only see with one eye as well. You get into a rage when ppl keep thrusting autostereograms (or magic eye pictures for the less well read) at you as well then?

I have perfect vision in both eyes and have never succeeded in seeing _anything_ in those bloody magic eye things. I reckon its a giant con anyway, everyone is just _pretending_ to see something solely to annoy me. Unless its my brain that is defective.

(best of luck with the DSS by the way).

I think they only work on very thick people, who can put something or other out of gear in their head ;) People without stereo vision simply will never see them...I cracked up a couple of times saying things like "if i was in a wheelchair would you ask me my 100M sprint time!". As for the DSS, sod them, I'm going back to work, they've given me no choice, and if it makes me worse or makes me fall over or start a fight with someone.....not my problem :D

Steve Campbell wrote: I think they only work on very thick people, who can put something or other out of gear in their head ;) People without stereo visions simply will never see them...I cracked up a couple of times saying things like "if i was in a wheelchair would you ask me my 100M sprint time!". As for the DSS, sod them, I'm going back to work, they've given me no choice, and if it makes me worse or makes me fall over or start a fight with someone.....not my problem :D

that would explain why i never got them.

Hmm. Some interesting posts. Let's see...I almost died when I was a baby due to some virus that left me dehydrated, non-responsive and nearly in a coma...don't remember what it was my mom told me it was I had. The doctors couldn't get an IV in my veins so they had to find one in my head to give me fluids.

Got shot in my left fore-arm August 3, 1993 with a .22 rifle by my idiot friend who wasn't watching where he was shooting. Long story. Bullet went through and through. Luckily it went between the two bones in the arm and didn't hit anything vital. Exit wound was the size of a dime, entrance wound was the size of a pencil eraser. Damn that hurt!

I guess that's it...count myself as lucky.

I`ve recently developed a servere case of J.A.K-itis,its similar to thrush,ie-an irritable cnut!

Shed Peel wrote:

geez, remind me to be careful when visiting a mine!

Don't worry....lawyers insist that the banks get analysts to do the visits and pay them lots of money to tell them what you knew already! Not kidding actually....

68 Pontiac wrote: A few good stories come to mind, but I'll do one.

The injury is a bit "normal" but the after affects are a good story.

Well hopefully that was worth a read.JHC

certainly well worth the read. and a great thread. for a good accident is that went away for a Holiday weekend one year, the weather was pleasant, must've been about 10 this meant shorts, t-Shirts , clam digging and crab hunting along the coast. In order to lift large rocks it's best to stand over it for leverage and flip the thing back but- didn't think it through and sliced the inside of my calf. learnt how to make a quick bandage, discovered that it being a holiday the local hospital was somehow closed so went to the Coast Guard station for a dozen or so stiches & got a ride in a Hoovercraft which as a Bonus. The next week back at school some were impressed opening doors, laying their jackets down and whatnot, my grandmother who was taking after my brother and I at the time would clean the gash with disinfectant, shake her head and send my on my way. Not much sympathy there.

404 error wrote:

Steve Campbell wrote:

Al Jarvis wrote: glasses just

I have perfect vision in both eyes and have never succeeded in seeing _anything_ in those bloody magic eye things. I reckon its a giant con anyway, everyone is just _pretending_ to see something solely to annoy me. Unless its my brain that is defective.

(best of luck with the DSS by the way).

or they're just wishing to see dolphins and sailboats and whatever else is encoded. .. Steve Campbell really best wishes w/ the DSS system. also immune system do good and bad things for sometimes unapparent reasons so things hopefully will clear up. hoping sooner rather than later. and Al so that was you in the avatar the other week.

14 -K wrote: certainly well worth the read. and a great thread. for a good accident is that went away for a Holiday weekend one year, the weather was pleasant, must've been about 10 this meant shorts, t-Shirts , clam digging and crab hunting along the coast. In order to lift large rocks it's best to stand over it for leverage and flip the thing back but- didn't think it through and sliced the inside of my calf. learnt how to make a quick bandage, discovered that it being a holiday the local hospital was somehow closed so went to the Coast Guard station for a dozen or so stiches & got a ride in a Hoovercraft which as a Bonus. The next week back at school some were impressed opening doors, laying their jackets down and whatnot, my grandmother who was taking after my brother and I at the time would clean the gash with disinfectant, shake her head and send my on my way. Not much sympathy there.

That reminds me of a good story:

Was in Okinawa, lived in the barracks and shared a room with a buddy; which had one bathroom with two rooms connected to it. Anyways I'm trying to get my buddy to drink, though he didn't want to. Chasing him between two rooms and he closes the bathroom door. I'm pulling. . .he's pulling. . .then he let's go. Door swings wide open, my foot goes under the door, my big toenail doesn't.

I'm in pain, so I immediately punch the wall locker (closet) and put a hole in it. At this time the phone rings. It happens to be a girl that I just met the other day, first phone conversation (who later became my wife). Anyways, I'm talking on the phone as my buddy is pushing my toenail back into place. I'm trying my best to talk normal. My buddy tears a shirt, wraps some electrical tape around it and I'm off to met her. Of course she brings her dog and it trampling all over my foot. But on first dates you've got to love their pets!!!

The next day, I go to the hospital. I HATE needles, and no exageration, they pull out this Mickey Mouse looking needle. Thing had to be 1" in diameter, 4" of fluid that was GLOWING green!!! I asked, "how much of that is going into my toe". . .their answer . . .all of it. I said HELL NO! After much debate and seeing the Navy Captian (Head Director for the hospital), it was finally agreed that I could have the "surgery" without pain medication.

So the hospital was short staffed that day, so I was asked to use these tongs and pull on the nail as the guy cut down and dug out the root. I have two female Marines awaiting the doctor on either side of me on adjacent hospital beds. One's screaming, while the other one faints. . .

Anyways it was an interesting day a the hospital.

On a good note, 8 years later, my bigtoenail is finally grown back correctly. . .but that is another story.

JHC

Went on the date like nothing was wrong!

Comrade,

Didn't add this as I thought it might make the story too long and bore people, but

After I had hung up the phone, I didn't want her to know of the accident. . . I could get my foot in a shoe, so I needed an open toe sandal. . .but I didn't have one. I hopped on one foot to at least 40 doors before I found someone with one. Wore one black shoe, and the open toe sandal with a black sock. Kept out of the light and she never noticed.

But you would have done the same, I'm sure of it. The things "the promise of sex" make you do.

JHC

I broke my sternum once-- I was chasing a, er, umm, sheep...and it came running around a pile of logs and when it saw me, it leaped into the air, rammed me head first in the sternum.

Didn't stop me at all from visiting my girlfriend. In total pain at all times, but I had something more important to do than sit around worrying about broken bones and cartilage.

Broken sternum!!!! Now you are the man!!!! Hats off to ya!

. . . .but, uh, what were you chasing the, um. . .errr. . .sheep for???

JHC

68 Pontiac wrote: Broken sternum!!!! Now you are the man!!!! Hats off to ya!

. . . .but, uh, what were you chasing the, um. . .errr. . .sheep for???

JHC

Comrade Shampanyov, Gentleman wrote:

68 Pontiac wrote: Broken sternum!!!! Now you are the man!!!! Hats off to ya!

. . . .but, uh, what were you chasing the, um. . .errr. . .sheep for???

JHC

The vault is locked huh? only means one thing, bad Comrade.

JHC

It wasn't a romantic liaison, with Comrade bounding after said sheep with a glass of shampanya. That's Tabbsy's thing. No, Comrade was helping to catch a sheep that had escaped from it's pen. Prolly 'cause it was nervous about Tabbsy coming 'round later with a bouquet of roses, soft lighting, and a David Hasselhoff CD.