The Chit Chat Chit Chat Thread

[StarWarsGirl]

Bubble wrap, triple layer

I wonder if I have some sort of joint condition. I need to point it out to the ortho. He noted both of my knees hyperextend, so do my elbows, and my fingers WAY hyperextend. The top half of my thumbs bend back 90 degrees, and I can put my palm flat on the table and lift up all my fingers. I have a cousin with Ehlers Danlos, so it wouldn't shock me.

 

[Agent H]

Now, I haven't had any car issues in a long time, and the vast majority of them were NOT my fault.

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When I was your age and the cat hit me and fled the scene...

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When I was in college and a guy rear ended me and left the scene

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The time the professor hit my parked car while I was standing right there and walked into the building as if nothing had happened...

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The time my friend hit my car when it was parked... We laugh over that now
Actually, I wasn't even mad when it happened.

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The time that my Dad hit the deer while coming in the opposite direction of me, and when I was stopped, the deer ran into me and left a hoof print. He had no damage and I did. I'm still mad about it.

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The time the AAA guy broke my ignition when trying to jump start it and we had to leave the car at college ..with the window down...right before a snowstorm...

I wish I could say that's all of it... it's not.

Would your last name happen to be Murphy by any chance? Anyway My dad crashed a jeep once and ended up sliding and tumbling over the ice while upside down. My only car accident is hitting a fence while in the process of learning to drive.

 

[StarWarsGirl]

Would your last name happen to be Murphy by any chance? Anyway My dad crashed a jeep once and ended up sliding and tumbling over the ice while upside down. My only car accident is hitting a fence while in the process of learning to drive.

No... Hopefully it stays that way for you.

See, I just have stupid stuff happen to me. Other dumb stuff includes the tree partially falling on the car and chipmunks getting into all three of my cars and causing damage.

On the bright side, my Civic is a 2018 and still going strong.

 

[StarWarsGirl]

I sliced my leg open jumping through a broken glass door. It was not at Disney.

My mom should not be trusted with any sharp objects. I told her one day I was going to get a phone call at work that she needed to go to the ER because of cutting herself with a knife

Well, I was half right. It was less than two weeks into the shutdown from the pandemic. She cut her FOOT with a SHOWER SQUEEGEE. I had to take her to the doctor; fortunately they could see her right away. She had to get stitches.

She will be reminded about this for the rest of her life. I also bought her a cutting glove and yell at her if I find her cutting stuff without wearing it because yes, she has since sliced herself with a knife.

Oh, and Dad had to get stitches from a knife too. He was drying it with a towel and did it blade in. Never, ever do that.

 

[wdwfan4ver]

We shouldn't discuss everything I've ever done to hurt myself... Figgy has threatened to put me in a bubble...

Hopefully not as bad as mine. I was prone to sprain my ankles when I was a kid. I think sprain them something like 70 times as a kid. I fractured my left wrist when I was 10 years old and Fracture my left left when I was 17 years from freezing rain. This doesn't even count how bad my knees are.

When I was the Midwest gaming classic earlier today, there were vendor that had boxes of products on the floor that the sellers expect you to be on the floor looking at open boxes of video games. They had open boxes of games on the floor because they have so much merchandise on their tables where the booth is located.

Today, my knees were showing how bad they were and I rather not describe it because it was ugly after kneeling at multiple times at vendor hall at one booth due to having over 3 open boxed of video games on the floor with prices. Lets me knees didn't feel good for 5 to 10 straight minutes.

 

[Agent H]

My mom should not be trusted with any sharp objects. I told her one day I was going to get a phone call at work that she needed to go to the ER because of cutting herself with a knife

Well, I was half right. It was less than two weeks into the shutdown from the pandemic. She cut her FOOT with a SHOWER SQUEEGEE. I had to take her to the doctor; fortunately they could see her right away. She had to get stitches.

She will be reminded about this for the rest of her life. I also bought her a cutting glove and yell at her if I find her cutting stuff without wearing it because yes, she has since sliced herself with a knife.

Oh, and Dad had to get stitches from a knife too. He was drying it with a towel and did it blade in. Never, ever do that.

How do you cut your foot with a shower squeegee?

 

[Cesar R M]

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"I want a second opinion..."

 

[Lilofan]

I had a Hyundai Accent just like that, except it was red. I bought it used with 69K miles on it, and it was one of the most reliable cars I’ve ever owned.
Only problem (well, not the only problem ) with that parking strategy is you better be young/limber enough to get out and back in through the window, which looks likes it’s open just for that…!!!!!

Take care of a car can last including Hyundai. Our very friendly 92 and 90 year old neighbor bought their Sante Fe new in 2002 and still drive it. Husband doesn’t drive anymore ( who used to drive 20-25mph on a local 45mph road ) but wife (90) still runs errands with the Sante Fe. Even the paint is in very good condition since they garage the car all its life.

 

[StarWarsGirl]

How do you cut your foot with a shower squeegee?

That's what I would like to know...

 

[Goofyernmost]

I didn't have many childhood things. I did get bitten by a dog once and didn't tell anyone because of the location where I was bitten. One time I was racing on my bike, hit a rock stopping the bike and propelling me over the handle bars landing on my forehead on a gravel drive. The hit rendered me unconscious and when I came too, my friend that I was racing with was standing over me. My head was resting on the seat of the bike which also managed to get in front of me. My arms and hands were all scrapped up and I had a bruise on my Stomach. I didn't tell my parents about it because I had been told in no uncertain terms to NOT RACE! I got away with it for a few days mostly because I had hair then which covered the bump and wound and long sleeve shirts (in the summer) to cover the rest of it. I eventually had to tell them because that bruise turned out to be a blood clot. My parents didn't over react figuring that I had suffered enough that I wouldn't be doing anything stupid like that again. They were right.

A few years before that I was sitting on the edge of a bathtub at home when I was about 10 years old and fell over backward hitting my head on the cast iron tub (1958). It cut an artery which then proceeded to shoot blood all over every time my heart beat. My parents had no training in first aid but managed to rap a towel tightly around my head, drove me to the hospital where I got stitches. I still have the scar. When I got their they commented on how nice the red towel was. It was white when it was put on there.

Except for minor bout with sprained ankle when I was pushed down a flight of stairs at school, nothing much happened until I was 61 and missed the bottom step on and fell directly on my kneecap not hurting any bones but severing my quad muscle requiring surgery. Since then I have been in and out of hospitals due to the nature of growing old. Cataract Surgery's, two kidney stones requiring surgeries to resolve, (the last one became septic, not fun) carpal tunnel surgery X2, Pacemaker placement, spine surgery (neck fusion) Stenosis in my lower back (they won't fix that because they are afraid to operate on an old person and mess up their mortalities history. Other than that pesky old High BP, I am the poster child of good health.

 

[StarWarsGirl]

 

[StarWarsGirl]

I didn't have many childhood things. I did get bitten by a dog once and didn't tell anyone because of the location where I was bitten. One time I was racing on my bike, hit a rock stopping the bike and propelling me over the handle bars landing on my forehead on a gravel drive. The hit rendered me unconscious and when I came too, my friend that I was racing with was standing over me. My head was resting on the seat of the bike which also managed to get in front of me. My arms and hands were all scrapped up and I had a bruise on my Stomach. I didn't tell my parents about it because I had been told in no uncertain terms to NOT RACE! I got away with it for a few days mostly because I had hair then which covered the bump and wound and long sleeve shirts (in the summer) to cover the rest of it. I eventually had to tell them because that bruise turned out to be a blood clot. My parents didn't over react figuring that I had suffered enough that I wouldn't be doing anything stupid like that again. They were right.

A few years before that I was sitting on the edge of a bathtub at home when I was about 10 years old and fell over backward hitting my head on the cast iron tub (1958). It cut an artery which then proceeded to shoot blood all over every time my heart beat. My parents had no training in first aid but managed to rap a towel tightly around my head, drove me to the hospital where I got stitches. I still have the scar. When I got their they commented on how nice the red towel was. It was white when it was put on there.

Except for minor bout with sprained ankle when I was pushed down a flight of stairs at school, nothing much happened until I was 61 and missed the bottom step on and fell directly on my kneecap not hurting any bones but severing my quad muscle requiring surgery. Since then I have been in and out of hospitals due to the nature of growing old. Cataract Surgery's, two kidney stones requiring surgeries to resolve, (the last one became septic, not fun) carpal tunnel surgery X2, Pacemaker placement, spine surgery (neck fusion) Stenosis in my lower back (they won't fix that because they are afraid to operate on an old person and mess up their mortalities history. Other than that pesky old High BP, I am the poster child of good health.

I think you had more childhood injuries than I did...most of mine were as an adult.

 

[Agent H]

I didn't have many childhood things. I did get bitten by a dog once and didn't tell anyone because of the location where I was bitten. One time I was racing on my bike, hit a rock stopping the bike and propelling me over the handle bars landing on my forehead on a gravel drive. The hit rendered me unconscious and when I came too, my friend that I was racing with was standing over me. My head was resting on the seat of the bike which also managed to get in front of me. My arms and hands were all scrapped up and I had a bruise on my Stomach. I didn't tell my parents about it because I had been told in no uncertain terms to NOT RACE! I got away with it for a few days mostly because I had hair then which covered the bump and wound and long sleeve shirts (in the summer) to cover the rest of it. I eventually had to tell them because that bruise turned out to be a blood clot. My parents didn't over react figuring that I had suffered enough that I wouldn't be doing anything stupid like that again. They were right.

A few years before that I was sitting on the edge of a bathtub at home when I was about 10 years old and fell over backward hitting my head on the cast iron tub (1958). It cut an artery which then proceeded to shoot blood all over every time my heart beat. My parents had no training in first aid but managed to rap a towel tightly around my head, drove me to the hospital where I got stitches. I still have the scar. When I got their they commented on how nice the red towel was. It was white when it was put on there.

Except for minor bout with sprained ankle when I was pushed down a flight of stairs at school, nothing much happened until I was 61 and missed the bottom step on and fell directly on my kneecap not hurting any bones but severing my quad muscle requiring surgery. Since then I have been in and out of hospitals due to the nature of growing old. Cataract Surgery's, two kidney stones requiring surgeries to resolve, (the last one became septic, not fun) carpal tunnel surgery X2, Pacemaker placement, spine surgery (neck fusion) Stenosis in my lower back (they won't fix that because they are afraid to operate on an old person and mess up their mortalities history. Other than that pesky old High BP, I am the poster child of good health.

I nearly died because my brother slammed a door into my toothbrush in turn slamming it into my mouth narrowly missing an artery.

 

[Tony the Tigger]

Childhood thing:

I saw my cousin (1 year older, he must have been 5 at the time) go down the hill on the sidewalk where he lived, riding on his Big Wheel, and turn and spin out (as intended, using the brake) into someone’s driveway at the bottom of the hill.

I followed on a tricycle, which has no brakes, and turned into the same driveway - but in the meantime, a car had parked in the driveway - I split my lip and needed stitches on my chin.

 

[Figgy1]

 

[Agent H]

Ugh work sucked tonight. Towards the end we had so many orders the manager made us hold a few cars and this one guy came in after 15 minutes and started cussing everyone out. Thankfully it was almost time for me to leave which is good because I felt like I was going to have a nervous breakdown.

 

[Figgy1]

Ugh work sucked tonight. Towards the end we had so many orders the manager made us hold a few cars and this one guy came in after 15 minutes and started cussing everyone out. Thankfully it was almost time for me to leave which is good because I feel like I was going to have a nervous breakdown.

 

[Agent H]

Thanks. Sorry I’m not really sure how else to respond to this.

 

[Agent H]

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[Agent H]

I wonder if I have some sort of joint condition. I need to point it out to the ortho. He noted both of my knees hyperextend, so do my elbows, and my fingers WAY hyperextend. The top half of my thumbs bend back 90 degrees, and I can put my palm flat on the table and lift up all my fingers. I have a cousin with Ehlers Danlos, so it wouldn't shock me.

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