What was the craziest thing you did as a child that required a trip to the emergency room?
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ANSWERS: 39
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When I was 5, I stripped down naked, and tried to climb a pine tree. . .
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well it's not a crazy thing i did, but my best friend hit me in the head with a rock and i had to go to the emergency room. i got a few stitches, and i'm very proud of the shiny spot on my head! :)
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I didn't have to go to the ER, but it hurt anyway. I was running down the hallway with some Barbies to put in my room and my Dad opened the door to our basement. I was small enough so that the doorknob hit me smack dab in the eye. I got a black-eye and I cried. I got a half-dollar and it got all better... (Small things make kids happy!)
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I was dancing in the bath when I was three and gouged a bit of my throat out on the handle when I slipped and fell. I got a couple of staples in my throat, a pat on the head and my mum crying on my shoulder. It was by no means the first or last time I have been to the emergency room. I was a bit of an accident prone child
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ok I hung out will all boys growing up and they made me do crazy thing. I think the worst thing was they put me inside a tire and rolled it down a big dirt hill. There was water in the tire so mixed with the dirt from the hill I got muddy my knee smashed into my nose and made it bleed. the inside of the tire strached up my upper arms and legs. I never went to the ER put I was a mess.
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I was 6 and we were building our home. We had to stay at a campground til it was built. I was on one of those merry go arounds we used to have at the parks. My dad told me it was to dangerous and to stay off it. So one day I looked around...no one was around to get in trouble with so I got on. A big kid came along and started turning it so fast I slipped right off and got sucked right under. The springs caught my foot and dragged me around in circles til it stopped. It almost ripped my foot off. i was rushed to hospital and fixed up. We left the camp ground that night and never returned again. Dad moved us to our property in the trailer.
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pulled the tv down on my lap and broke both my legs. (we're talking 80's big wooden tv)
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I was running around the table in the living room, and I slipped and fell. I hit my head off of the corner of the table, and had to go get stitches.
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I was running around the table in the living room, and I slipped and fell. I hit my head off of the corner of the table, and had to go get stitches.
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i got a curtain hook stuck up my nose when i was about 5. i also slept in earrings once and the back got stuck in the piercing which i had to have removed, i was 17 then!
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I actually didn't do it, my aunt did. She accidentally stepped on my index finger, with her high heel shoe and tore the nail completely off. It was when I bent down to pick something off the ground. I was only 5. My dad took me to the emergency, and they put me in the hospital bed, gave me a bunch of shots in my finger and I was screaming bloody murder. Other nurses had to come, and help hold me down. All the doctor had to do was, give me one tetnace shot, and it should have been all done, but know the nurses had to give me the rest to. Not right. This all took place at the "Harbor View Hospital" in Seattle, WA. I will never forget it. For years, I had a grudge against that place.
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I drank a bottle of bubble gum scented perfume (so I'm told - I don't remember) on Christmas. I wouldn't throw up at the hospital, but after being released I came home and threw up on my uncle. Merry Christmas!
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I pulled my entire earring, butterfly clips and all through my ear, leaving a gaping hole about three centimetres wide. My mum freaked out, but it actually didn't hurt that much.
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I was running in the house when I was 4. I fell and broke my head open on the corner of a desk. I learned not to run in the house. Also when I was 16 I don't know what I did because I blanked out or something but I came to hunched over on the floor holding my mouth and nose and felt blood dripping onto my hand. I still don't know what happened but I just sort of woke up on the floor bleeding all over the place. The doctors said it was due to a concussion. It was pretty bad though whatever I did.
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It wasn't that crazy, but it hurt.. I was at recess playing 4square when the ball went flying across the courtyard, and I had to go get it. The ball they were using for wallball went flying in the same direction and I didn't see it coming. I tripped on the wallball one and face planted and skidded across the cement and broke a tooth. I had the most horrible "road rash" and a broken tooth. I had to get porceline (sp?) to fix my front tooth. It was awful, and embarassing cause I was screaming like a banshee! (I was about 6)
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I jumped off a bridge barefoot into about 2 feet of mud. I didnt see the broken bottle under the mud. 5 stitches in my right foot.
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i ate a corner of the living room table and i had splinters in my throat! that was painful
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When I was 7, my friends and I believed in fairies...(I know right....) Anyways we were building a little house in the tree smothered out of bounds part of our school when pne of my friends dropped this huge bloody rock on my hand. My right index finger slit open and so I ran to the office crying. I looked down to see if my hand was ok and both my hands were covered in blood. My "book buddy" lol Helped me get to the office. My mum was called and so yeah. I was so freaking scared. And you knwo what my mum said to me? "Oh my gosh! Look at your hand, sweetie!" And I said "Screw that - where are the fairies supposed to live now?" So yes....Funny.
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My brother cut the tip of my finger off when I was seven years old.
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I only had to be taken to the emergency room once as a child, I broke a glass bottle in the palm of my left hand when I was about 5 years old. I still remember it clearly, I still have 2 scars on my left palm.
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cut a 3 " gash in the bottom of my lest foot.
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I jumped off the top of a tree. (About 16 feet high!) Onto a trampoline. Then my dad dead bounced me and I flew higher than what I had jumped! I landed right on the bar on the outside. I went to the emegency room and got 6 stitches. It was horrible!
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It's not the crazy thing I did, it was my older sister...we were fishing with our parents, I was 5, she went to cast out her line and ended up hooking me in the back of the head pulling my to her. I had to go to the hospital for 6 stiches! I was very calm at the hospital but as soon as we got in the car I was a mess, the numbing meds were wearing off!!
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I was always getting stiched up when I was a kid. I think the worst one was when I was five and Mom had told me and my sister to quit jumping on the beds and go to sleep and she turned out the lights. My sister heard a thump and turned the light back on. I was laying in a pool of blood, knocked out in the bed. I had hit the head board on one last jump in the dark and almost torn my eyes brow off my face. It was hanging by the outside corner. They sewed it back on and I don't even have a scar today. One of many sagas ;o) I was such a tom boy.
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i was lyin down playin with my dog..switchin his bone from hand to hand so hed jump over me to get it..well just as my mother told me to stop i had to just do it one more time! and on that last time the dogs toenail caught me under my eye and i had to go get stiches and a tetnus shot...if i just woulda listened..... :)
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when I was about 10 I was playing with a utility knife scraping along a piece of wood. I wasn't paying attion and stabbed myself in the left hand. My mom nearly had a heart attack at the sight of all the blood. Had to get about 7 stitches to close the cut.
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I was eating pizza pockets on the Futon with a steak knife (im still trying to work out why i had a knife to eat them and no fork!!) Then i stood up to do something and on my way back down i kicked up the knife with my leg and it stabbed me in my right butt cheek! then of course i jumped back up and it came back out and i had to go and get 5 stitches on my butt... embarassing haha. This actually wasnt that long ago, but im only 17 so if i went to court id probablly be in the Childrens court ...so i think this counts :D
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I was 13 and i had a buddie who was really good at throwing knives and sticking them into things, so he asked me to put my hand on the wall so he could prove he could barely miss it pourposly, and "like a man" i took his dare, a couple hours later i was sitting in the hospital with a huge cut in my hand, stupid idea, i know
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Hmm. I've only been to the emergency room once, and that was when I broke my ankle...but it wasn't because I was doing something crazy, I rolled my ankle on a soccer ball, and crack!
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I got a rock stuck in my head. I mean really Stuck, it required digging for it and stitching the hole back up...right in the middle of my forhead. Thank God it barly even has a mark anymore.
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No emergency room , just extreamly glad my Dad didn't look up at the kichen window(he was part of the fire dept.) My brothers and I poured nail polis remover over our hand and lit them on fire then wave at my parents threw a nylon curtain.(Man we were bad)
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i broke my wrist playing tag :(
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Oh god I think I'll win here. The first time I went bowling I never had the rules explained to me, so I hurled the ball down the lane...and promptly ran after it. I nearly split open my head and broke an ankle.
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trying to unwind one of those turn keys that use to be used to remove a strip of metal off a ham can to open it and sliced my thumb wide open. over 30 years later the scar mark remains.
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I was jumping on a bed.
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when i was 4 years old, my preschool had a big, metal 4 person swing. one day i thought it would make me look cool to push the swing up high and then try to jump in. i tripped, and the swing (carrying 3 people) crshed into my head. It nearly cracked open my skull. i had to get a staple in my head.
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these are all so disgusting. me? well,
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Okay, i didn't actually go to the ER for these ones, but i had to see someone for them, and they're some of my best stories. I also have nothing better to do, so... I was jumping on a trampoline back when i had braces (probably 12), and i fell and two of my teeth got stuck into my tongue. We had to pull my tongue off of my teeth... ew. Same year I broke my tailbone on a snowhill, in full knowledge that it was a stupid idea to slide down that part of the hill. At 10 I was running along a narrow concrete ledge, not quite wide enough for one of my feet even, and I saw my friend so I waved. Next thing I know I'm on the ground bleeding. I still have a scar on the side of that leg from almost the side of my knee to the side of my ankle. And when I was 13 I did a faceplant on a huge hunk of ice at the bottom of a snowhill and busted up my nose. Being a klutz isn't a great career choice...
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Put 6 jelly beans up my nose (only 4 came back out). Forced a rusty nail through my foot when trying to snap a piece of wood. Bouncing on my parents bed and pushed my younger brother at the top of his jump - he flew about 10 metres onto the dressing table and gashed his head (I went to ER with him). Had shards of milk bottle glass removed from my thigh from playing "milk bottle chicken" (same sort of injury for my brother again with "dart chicken"). HEE HEE, thanks for the question brought back some funny memories!
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