the most painful experience u've ever had that had a moral

[bobaganuesh_2]

what's the most painful experience you've ever had (excuse bad grammer) that taught u a lesson. For me, it's a tie between my constipation story (my second post in http://forum.therealn.com/viewtopic.php?f=8&t=1311) that tought me never to hold in poo for a long time. The second experience that is on par with the previous one is when I dropped a weight on my big toe and it popped the nail bed of the toe nail right out.

full story

It happened on July 16th, 2007, at 4:15 or 4:16 pm. I had to call me parents and they rushed home (I was home alone) while I waited in the bathroom with layers of toilet paper lightly wrapped around the toe, and the nail hanging on the toe loosely, while it bleed profusely. What just happened, and how stupidly it happened, shocked me so much, I started to cry. My parents eventually got home and they rushed me to the hospital where we waited for like 4 hours to get an x-ray of my toe. Turns out the toe wasn't broken, (just the toe nail was broken) but the doctors were arguing whether it was a hair-line fracture or there was no damage done at all to the bone of the toe itself. After another hour, I was waiting in a room on a bed, and a doctor came in and started talking with my parents blah blah blah and eventually injected me with freezing or whatever it was to numb the pain of him shoving the nail bed back under the skin. It was quite painful, actually. So, I got to go home, and another doctor/surgeon/nurse taught me how to use crutches, and they injected me with antibiotics, but they left the needle in over night so that the next day when I went to a different hospital they might give me more antibiotics. And worst of all, my dad forgot the book I was reading while waiting, Northern Lights, at the hospital! I had to sleep on the couch and put my leg on cushions covered in a towel to elevate the leg. The toe was throbbing agonzingly so much I had to take a tylenol.

The moral of the ordeal is, and I will never forget hopefully, is that a single act of foolishness can cause a life time of pain, misery, and regret.

[Geti]

when i got stabbed for not breaking into a house.
moral: dont hang out with druggies, which can be extended to dont do drugs.
:)

[Rose]

a single act of foolishness can cause a life time of pain, misery, and regret.

So does that mean your toe still hurts you to this day?

[bobaganuesh_2]

no, the nail of it eventually fell off, because after a while it stopped hurting so I could walk around without my cast on. The nail was always hanging loosely to the toe, so when it fell off, there was just calloused skin for a toe nail. But the nail grew back eventually, but it hurst to but hard pressure on the toe now, and cutting the nail is hard cuz its thicker than normal.

the operative word of my moral of my story is can

[smartalco]

Moral: Don't let your parents pick out video games/systems

Story: fairly obvious (I ended with with the Pokemon XD bundled Gamecube... 2 years ago (after every new console came out))

[Pixon]

I've had quite a couple. Two weeks ago, I dropped my goggles in the pool, and they went right down to the bottom. So I went down after them, and my ear popped. I still can't hear much out of my left ear. Moral: Don't go after something that you've dropped in a deep pool.

In 2004 or 2005, I went off a ramp on my scooter and tried to do a trick in midair. Something went wrong, and the scooter went flying off in another direction while I plummeted to the pavement. One side of my face hit the curb, and the other side was off of it. It hurt. Moral: ...

[otters]

I once kamikaze'd my brother on the trampoline and almost bit his scalp off accidentally—the result: blood and braces.

[jean-luc]

man, the only thing I can really think of is when I broke my leg. The moral: don't fall off of couches.
Yes, I broke my leg falling off a couch. I was like 4!

[TribulatioN]

I dislocated my knee cap playing floor hockey. What a shame.

Moral: Do not go for orgasmic "highlight-reel-worthy" blocks of the tennis ball, as orgasms and blocks always mean hyper-extended legs.

[Nexx]

I once kamikaze'd my brother on the trampoline and almost bit his scalp off accidentally—the result: blood and braces.

Ooooh, yeah, trampolines can result in bad shit.

Once, many years ago, a next door neighbor and I were bouncing on one together (probably against what we had been told), and we were playing around and bouncing one another. Somehow I bounced him in such a way that he flew towards the rim of the trampoline, and in a very unfortunate twist of fate, the pads that typically guard the metal bars of the rim had slid forward or weren't there or something, and he hit it mouth first and broke off the bottom halves of his upper two front teeth. *cringes* He eventually got them replaced with some sort of synthetic something, I believe.

Attempt at a moral: If you're going to go against what you've been told, at least make sure the safety pads are in place.

[PALEMOON]

one time when i was small on a trampoline i tried to do a backflip like my cool badass cousin, but instead landed on my knees and flipped over backward so i heard my spine crack in like 7 different places and i just laid there, stunned for about five minutes. my cousin just laughed.

moral of the story: my cousin's a dick.

[Geti]

my friend got his tongue stuck in the springs. on the same day, he got his head stuck between them after attempting a backflip. we left the trampoline alone after those incidents.

@ PALEMOON: owie ;-;

[乳头的早餐谷物]

I fractured my ankle when I was four. Ever since then my right foot has been a little askew.

Moral: beware of steps.

[Pixon]

I also dropped a stapler on my balls a couple days ago. It really hurt.

[29403]

I was running backwards in an airport running away from my cousin, then I hit a pillar very hard. My head was bleeding everywhere.

Moral: Don't run backwards!

[unoriginal name]

I once went off a jump sledding (accidentally) and landed on my tailbone really hard. I just lay there for, like, ten minutes before I crawled to my car. I lurched around like a hunchback for days.

Moral of the story: NEVER GO SLEDDING ON TREACHEROUS ICY HILLS WITH JUMPS ON THEM

[Luminaflare]

I ran up an downwards going escalator fell over and cut the full length of my right leg open and painted the escalator red. Strangely no scar though.

Moral: I'm resistant to scarring. Oh and when someone says to not go the wrong way on an escalator listen to them.

[Yoshimo]

Not much to note but, When I was three, I had this mini plastic car thing, basicly a chair with wheels, nothing more. Anyways, I'm playing around near the stairs when someone scares my dog (R.I.P. ;[ ) and he crashes into me and I fall down this flight of stairs with a heavy plastic car chasing after me. I hit the bottom and then the car hits my back. Hurt a lot, but their were acttually no major injuries! :D

Moral: Never go near stairs with any large object with wheels and a dog.

[OneSevenNine]

Day before my eighth birthday; ran through a glass door (surprisingly transparent) at some other party. It ruined the party pretty fast. Apparently I was pretty lucky; I just have a few scars on one leg and one palm.

Moral: Windex kills. And my eighth birthday party really, really, sucked.

[scythe]

I was running up and down a hill at the beach and jumped down at one point. My left foot landed squarely on top of a nail that was sticking up through the sand.

Moral: Do not jump on nails. Also, get a tetanus shot.

[capt_weasle]

In the 7th grade I fell in English class and broke my arm in two places.

Moral: Dont go to English class.

Moral 2: Dont be a moron and fall in English class.

[Kablizzy]

My biggest lesson? Don't do anything. Doing things only leads to those things backfiring horribly.

[isaacx]

Physically - On canada day, i biked with my dad to my church. THere was this giant hill, so i decided to race a car doing 60 km. so, i went down faster than the car, but on the way down, my foot slipped while pedaling, so the gears cut a giant gash into my right leg and started bleeding like heck. So, we had to bike 3 kilometers to a walking clinic and wait for 2 hours till 4 in the afternoon.......

Moral - Don't be an idiot, life isn't a videogame



Emotionally, Mentally, Physically - Arriving at school 3 hours early and leaving 1hour and 30 minutes after school in school and playing a combination of N, Maplestory and runescape for the entire school year and for the first term this year everyday. THis caused A LOT of bullying and pain for me in the long run.

Moral - Runescape is for noobs, N is taking over my life

[capt_weasle]

My biggest lesson? Don't do anything. Doing things only leads to those things backfiring horribly.

Watch out. You just made a post.

[Pheidippides]

Ooh, storytime! Sorry, no trampolines here.

So I was running with the cross country team as a sophomore, on a run some ten miles long or so. Our coach was checking up on us at the mile marks via car. We were running as a close pack, not even two miles in, when I tripped over a tree root on the side of the road and landed on where a street light /used to be/. Only the base of it, with four large screws pointing upwards out of it, actually remained of the thing. I hadn't seen the ex-street-light or the root because of the four or so runners ahead of me.

Anyway, I caught one of the screws in between my right arm and my side. The first think I noticed was the nasty scrape on my side, which stung a lot. I thought that was all that had happened until I put my hands on my head to gather myself and get back on the road, when a teammate noticed a deep cut in my arm, about equal in diameter with a pencil.

Falling was the first mistake, obviously, but several more were made by several parties.

We went into the Dairy Queen right next to where I had fallen to get some napkins to clean up my cuts, which thankfully were hardly bleeding. Common sense would've told us to use their phone to call someone, right? Well, common sense is not common. Next, the rest of the team leaves me at Dairy Queen, /alone/, to /run/ to my coach to explain what happened. Again, common sense would've had at least one of my teammates stay behind. Luckily, I wasn't hurt by our poor decision-making.

So my coach comes back to the Dairy Queen at least ten minutes later and drives me back to school. I get a bandage from the trainer, and my mom arrives because at that point she'd be coming to pick me up from practice anyway. She's there, and has no idea I need stitches. That made making plans to go to the emergency room a bit interesting. Eventually, we got to the emergency room, and I got my stitches. They were a bit poorly done, maybe too tight, and left me with a nice scar. I'm pretty sure there's a piece of a stitch still in there as well because I can see something small and green just underneath the skin, and when I move the skin a certain way I feel a bit of a poke under the scar.

Aside from the scarring, though, the cut healed nicely. It was cool while the cut was open because I'm pretty sure I could see a bit of fat deep inside it. Apparently, I came close to hitting a big artery in my arm, which, if I had hit it, could've made me bleed to death, so I guess it's not surprising that it was deep enough to see fat. Also, the feeling of being numb on one side of my arm after the doctor gave me a lidocaine shot to put in the stitches was really cool.

So here, we have a few morals, I think. I'll at least attempt to justify this tower-story-post by saying:

1) Watch where you're going while running.
2) It is important to completely remove a damaged street light for the same reason that it is important to fix a crooked sidewalk. Both hurt if you trip on or onto them.
3) A phone call is more effective than sending a message the really-old-fashioned way.
4) Never leave an injured teammate, or any other injured person, alone.
5) Be sure to call your parents immediately if you need to be taken to the hospital.
6) Go to a doctor who will do a good job putting in and removing stitches.
7) Even skinny distance runners have /some/ fat.
8) Lidocaine is pretty awesome.

And...
9) Anyone with the endurance to read this entire post could've joined the team on that run (and probably deserves a cookie).

The End. I hope I didn't bore you too badly. :)

Post-Review-Edit: Wow, three people posted in the time it took me to write this. o,o