ER Visits

[btchance]

Oh jeez, all are in some way horse related.

Okay, for the first one I had a horse bolt, (I was only 13 and didn't have the strength to stop him - I did the next two times I rode him and he pulled the same thing - haven't been on him since) - he ran underneath the walker (he was 16H), through the barn, through the workshop, out a door, and threw me head first into a pipe rack on the fence. I had a helmet on, but still ended up with a concussion.

Next one - horse flipped while working on lead changes in the pasture. Ended up with a cracked pubic bone and broken nose.

Horse flipped while jumping - I think we mistimed it and caught her front end. Ended up with a compound fracture of my left forearm, two surgeries, 10months in a cast. Was showing the same horse a week later with the staples still in, and arm in a cast up above the elbow jumping.

A couple of weeks after getting the cast off, got thrown and that arm swelled up. Went to the ER but nothing was wrong.

Stepped on by the horse - cracked a bone in my foot, still went to a show the next day.

For the least horse related, I was trying to lift a gait up, had my right hand on top, and the latch fell down and slammed my hand between two pieced of pipe. Broke a bone there too.

Those are the only ones I can think of right now. Might have been more for times things ended up not broken, but that's all I can think of. And believe it or not, I've broken more bones that I didn't go to the ER for! Actually had a doctor gripe me out because I came into the office for other reasons, spotted my broken nose, and griped me out for not going to the ER for it. Hey, I didn't know it was broken until the next day when my friend noticed it. What good would the ER of done then? Also broke my thumb, never got it set.

[MomOnBike]

And believe it or not, I've broken more bones that I didn't go to the ER for!

That's us. Not necessarily for broken bones, but other things. I didn't bother when I broke my tailbone, Yes, I knew what I'd done, but that's not a terribly castable bone.

I just thought of another ER visit. I'd had a tumor removed from underneath a fingernail - an experience I do not want to repeat nor do I recommend it to others - and just as the fingernail was starting to grow back nicely I ripped the sucker off on a cotton candy machine. I haven't been able to stand cotton candy since.

For the record, the fingernail did grow back, but it's a bit odd looking.

[SalsaMTB]

Childhood:
Around kindergarten age, I was jumping on furniture, missed, and slammed my head on a table. Then, the next day, we were playing horsey rides, I slipped off my friend and hit my head on a marble fireplace. The combination resulted in a loss of consciousness. Rushed to ER, slept through the CT scan, diagnosed with a concussion and finally woke up with some memory loss. I had to relearn the alphabet and simple math. They think I also forgot who some people were because I was very uncomfortable around some people I was once close to. I can't really remember anything other then laying on my parents sofa afterward and asking to dance and they said no.

~10yrs: Jumped to the monkey bars from some elevated bars and missed. Landed on my wrist and dislocated and broke a bone.

~15yrs: Dislocated my knee. Possibly the mose painful injury I have ever had.

Adulthood:
None thankfully! knock on wood

[Raindrop]

No biking related ER visits.

However, all within a year (when I was 28) I:

Accidently stuck my hand in the lawnmower, breaking all my fingers and cutting the pad off of my middle finger.

Had a needle break off in my heel while walking barefoot on a plush carpet, and I left it there for three days...even after I found the other half of the needle (a HUGE darning needle which must of come from the homes previous owners since I don't darn....or give a darn either!).

Sloshed hot grease over the back of my hand while moving it off the stove.

Broke my wrist when I slammed a door, and it bounced back.

After that year I finally realized I needed to divorce my husband instead of trying to self-destruct a little bit at a time.

(And I haven't been back to the ER since....knock on wood!)

[Kitsune06]

We're counting visits for hubbies, too?
Geez.
Then add to my list:
three visits for Diabetic keto acidosis. The first, he insisted it was a stomach bug, but when I could smell the ketone 'acetone' smell from 3' away, I said "That's it, you're going in." We were in the ICU for 2 days.
Second time, he felt illish, and I took him in 'before it got worse'. He threw up 3 times in the car, 5 times in the parking garage and a few more in the room.
Last time, he begged me not to make him go to the ICU, and I told him if he threw up one more time, I'd take him in. He sat SO still for about an hour, then lost it. I told him he was going in, and we got into an argument over it. This was at the point where he could still breathe okay. Then he gagged again and his diaphragm seized. He couldn't breathe more than a little gasp, so I ended up calling 911.
That was the last incident of DKA for both of us. He learned to take at least slightly better care of himself, and I couldn't deal with it anymore.
Besides that, there was one bike-related incident where he was riding on the sidewalk against traffic on the way to work, and got creamed by a big SUV. Sprained ankle and wrist, scratched face and shin, broken helmet.

no such incidents for DGF.