reminders: graduation guests and senior plans!

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Good morning, evening, afternoon or anything in between! Whatever time it is where you are, I hope it's treating you well! We've just got a few important reminders for you for this morning!

• Graduation guests are due by TODAY, April 28. If you want family and friends to come to see your senior graduate, make sure you sign them up TODAY!
  
• Senior plans are due by April 30th! Please let us know what your senior's going to be doing after they graduate!
  
  And since sharing tiems is always fun, tell me players, what's the worst injury you've ever had? Because, seriously, we were all kids (or we're clumsy) and sharing war stories is always interesting. Me? Someone once dumped a bowl of scalding water on my thigh. HUGE second degree burn. Worst pain I have EVER FREAKING FELT IN MY LIFE.

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[weetinyreese.livejournal.com]

Fractured my back falling off a horse. Oh yeah. I'm awesome.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

HOLY CARP. That just SOUNDS AWFUL. How long was the recovery?

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

When I was 12, I put my elbow through a wall in dance class. My ankle stuck and my upper body kept going. I blacked out from the pain, was super pale when I came to, tossed my cookies and ended up in a sling for like a month.

GRACE, I HAS IT.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW. You broke it, I'm guessing? Or tore something? Or just sprained it SEVERELY?

[bitchprince]

... I once accidentally stabbed myself in the hand right under my index finger. It nicked the nerve. For over a year, if I pressed a spot on my palm, my index finger would literally contract on the spot.

I still feel it sometimes when it's cold out, like a frickin' war-wound except stupidly self-inflicted.

Oh, and then there was that time last fall where I fell and fractured my jaw off a desk. That was fun.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

I REMEMBER THE JAW INJURY. I've managed to avoid ouchies near my face to that degree so I cannot even imagine.

But, omg ow, YOU HIT A NERVE. Nerve damage is no joke and I can't even imagine having to deal with that sort of thing. DUN STAB YOURSELF.

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

I was totally trying to groove out some choreography to some Zeppelin in dance class once, and my moves took me to doing a drop into a left side split.

I can't do a left side split.

My momentum made me do a left side split.

I can't listen to "The Immigrant Song" without feeling phantom pains in my hamstring, which was strained for about a month after that...

...the shoulder injury I got from wrestling practise that actually made me have to drop the sport because it was too painful to grapple after that was pretty bad, too.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

OMG SPLITS. OMG. My hamstrings hurt just THINKING ABOUT IT. I've pulled hammies before and holy crap, they hurt and TAKE FOREVER TO HEAL. Stupid muscles. STUPID.

You are the walking wounded! Hammies and shoulders! Covering it all, aren't you?

[trigons_child]

Third degree burns on the underside of my chin. When I was three and we were living in England, we had an open paraffin heater in the house that was put behind a chair so I couldn't get to it. So I climbed up on the back of the chair to peer over and fell, landing with my chin right on the heater. My mom heard me scream and ran in to pull me off -- I left flesh sizzling on the heater. Fortunately it was under my chin so most people don't even see the scar until I'm standing over them for some reason.

And then there was the time when two axes fell on my head. Oh yeah, I got war stories.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

OMG BURNS. I can so relate to burns. Mine was only second degree but seriously, SO FUCKING PAINFUL. I was in college and CRIED LIKE I WAS A WEE TINY CHILD. I cannot even imagine a third degree burn ON MY FACE. OW.

Also, WTF AXES!!!

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

I uh, had a netball post fall on my head when I was eight! My friend was swinging around it and it wasn't secured and I was standing in the wrong place.

It hurt. A lot. But probably not as much as it would've if it hadn't knocked me out for a few seconds after...

That's sort of tied with slamming my finger into the car door and my mum locking it.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

OMG YOU PEOPLE AND THE HEAD INJURIES. I once took a softball to the head but it seems to pale in comparison to things falling on your head and knocking you out. STOP PLAYING NETBALL.

...AND WHY DID YOUR MOM LOCK THE DOOR WITH YOUR FINGER IN IT?

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

Twisted my knee playing soccer in PE when I was in year 8.

I went to kick the ball and ended up falling over backwards when I did, except I fell the wrong way and my knee twisted in the process.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

OH KNEES. I have done a lot of crap to my knees that saaaaaaaaaame way. STUPID LIMBS NOT GOING THE WAY THEY'RE SUPpOSED TO.

[she-sheds.livejournal.com]

Oy. What an injury prone group! Mine do not seem so impressive to me now but I will share them ANYWAY.

Let's see.

When I was three, I think, my brothers were supposed to be watching me on the playground for a couple of minutes (trigons_child has met both my brothers and can agree this was probably a Bad Idea. Several others have met one brother and will probably still agree this was a Bad Idea.). I got knocked down and then some older kid STEPPED ON MY BACK and ground my chin down into the gravel. Six stitches under my wee chin. Thankfully I don't really remember much of this since I was so wee.

When I was 5 or 6 I thought bouncing on the downstairs couch was a great idea! It was super fun and I went super high! And then my head went crunch into the cinder block wall. Oops? I ran upstairs screaming and bleeding from my new head wound, the aforementioned older brothers went right on playing Super Mario Bros on the Nintendo and ignored me completely. More stitches and a trip to the ER that totally freaked me out.

And finally (with no involvement from older brothers this time) when I was slightly older than that, I tripped and fell over a plastic rake (like you play with in the sand) and landed wrong and broke both bones in my forearm. Oops. There went swim lessons for the summer. :( I never did learn to dive properly. And any time I went anywhere near water I had to walk around with a giant rubber glove (well, a normal sized one that looked giant on me) duct taped to my arm to cover the cast. Occasionally I believe a plastic bag was used. I am so jealous of small children now who get waterproof casts.

[trigons_child]

WTF. Who left your brothers in charge of you? O.O

[withoutverona]

I'm boring -- never broken anything. Worst thing I've ever done was tripping at the top of a flight of cement stairs in college and landing in a way that took most of the skin off both knees and one elbow. My left knee got the worst of it -- it was such a bloody mess that the scar tissue is still the size of a nickel, 11 years later.

I also crashed my bike into a tree when I was eight and split my chin open. And I don't remember this, but apparently when I was 2 I decided a soup can looked like a toy and managed to damn near slice my thumb off.

And then there was the time an eight-pound human being came out of my vagina. What was up with that?

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Okay, that just made me the SHIVER, the story about your knees. I'm not squeamish or anything but SOMETHING ABOUT LOSING SKIN IS JUST SLFJSKL:DJF:KLJDKLD.

And anything on your knees will ache and hurt because you tend to use your knees for EVERYTHING. GAH OW OW OW.

Also, having a baby couldn't have hurt THAT MUCH. I KNOW YOU'RE LYING. WALK THAT OFF, OMG. WALK IT OFF.

[weetuskenraider]

I've jammed and sprained every knuckle on every finger at least twice thanks to playing basketball and volleyball in junior high/high school -- it drove my piano teacher nuts. As far as my worst sports-related injury goes, it might be a tossup between taking a line drive to the stomach while in the softball pitching circle (but I DOUBLED OVER ON IT and it COUNTED AS A FLY BALL CATCH so you were OUT, batter, so THERE) and the time someone on the opposing volleyball team smashed a kill straight down into my face.

I had braces at the time. I had to peel my gums off them.

There's also the time I dropped an X-Acto knife point-down and into my thigh.

Or my mother closing the power car window on my head.

[withoutverona]

I sliced my palm open with an X-acto knife trying some craft project in middle school.

I still have a scar. You have my sympathy on the dropped knife thing.

[svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com]

Surprisingly I haven't had any really major injuries. Of course I now feel like I jinxed myself. We'll see if I break a leg this weekend.

But I have given myself a really nice second degree burn on my thigh. I was emptying a pot of boiling spaghetti and the water backed up in the strainer and splashed by over the sink edge and down my leg. Ow Ow Ow.

Then last summer I was attacked by a door. Pictures (because yes, I am a dork and took pictures while sitting in the ER) are here in my RL LJ (http://christinenj.livejournal.com/78193.html). It's all healed now, but I do have a rather nasty scar.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Knock on wood, turn around three times and spit just to make sure you avoid the jinx! "I've never broken a bone in my body!" Two weeks later I fractured my wrist for the first time. (To be fair, I jumped out of a second storey window)

"I've never had chicken pox!" The following week I got chicken pox.

I just shut my mouth now.

[solo_sword]

THIS IS THE WORST POST EVER, TRACY.

Some people might remember this as I had to put up an OOC post about it! A couple years ago I got really sick one night, woke up the next morning intending to go about my day and instead either passed out or got so dizzy that I knocked myself out. I fell, cracked my head against the corner of my wall, and woke up in a pool of blood on the carpet. Also to note that apparently I am the calmest person ever in a crisis because when my friend came to pick me up to take me to urgent care, she found the door open and me trying to clean the carpet before it stained. It actually wasn't a bad cut all in all, but it bled like a mofo and due to the fact that I'd lost my job just three days earlier and was uninsured, I wasn't able to get the needed X-rays, so I spent a couple days praying it wasn't a concussion. Also I can tell where I hit, because I'm pretty sure there's still an indentation in my head that wasn't there before. (Go to the doctor, Natalie. Yes, yes I know.)

And for a bonus, I once was doing PA work on a set, and was literally running around trying to get something before shooting when I missed a dip in the floor. I ended up breaking my heel... and still had to work all day. I iced up my foot when I could, kept my weight on my other foot, and had to go on working like that for another five hours. And another two weeks after that.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Dude. That head injury is scary.

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

This isn't quite "worst injury" territory, but I do have the dubious honor of being one of the only people I know who had to go to the Emergency Room twice in one day for two different conditions.

Protip: if the ER people give you pain pills which "may cause dizziness," and an inner ear infection has already fucked up your balance? Enjoy falling down the stairs!

Also, when you stand up again and go "that's weird, I don't feel injured, I think I'm okay!" that does not mean you aren't; that just means you are still high on pain pills.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

GAH STAIRS! I've got a fear of that for some reason and I've never really done it. JAYSUS. Falling down the stairs is never fun and not knowing you are GOING TO FALL DOWN because you're on pain pills has to be worse.

But hey, at least going twice meant your hospital bracelet (if they gave you one) was still on and your file was prolly still fresh!

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

I've broken an ankle, pinky, leg, sprained the other leg badly (which hurt a lot), and I swear gave myself a light concussion on a trip to Europe where I hit my head 22 times in 16 days, but all of that was pretty mild, especially compared to everyone else in here.

So instead I'll just share that I once cut pretty deeply into the back of my thumb with an X-Acto knife that I was holding in that same hand. There were witnesses to this. We have never figured out how this was physically possible.

Also, not to brag or anything, but it was a VERY clean cut.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

22 TIMES IN SIXTEEN DAYS. GOOD GRAVY, NICK, HOW HOW HOW?

And I echo that sentiment for THE THUMB INJURY. I love that no one can figure it out. YOU ARE MAGIC.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

I FELL OUT OF A CAR.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

HOW IN THE EFF DID YOU DO THAT?

[icecoldfrost]

Let's see, there was the time the dog pulled the in-use (AND ON FIRE) charcoal grill over right on top of five-year-old me, that hurt like a bitch.

Then there was the time I broke my collarbone, had two second degree shoulder separations, a sprained knee and a concussion. Marching band. Don't ask.

Or the time I managed to electrocute myself repeatedly, every day for two weeks, while plugging in a fog machine for a show...

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Let's see, there was the time the dog pulled the in-use (AND ON FIRE) charcoal grill over right on top of five-year-old me, that hurt like a bitch.

FIRE IS OW. FIRE IS OW. Omgggggg, OW. OW OW OW. That's about all I can muster for this.

Or the time I managed to electrocute myself repeatedly, every day for two weeks, while plugging in a fog machine for a show...

WHY DID YOU KEEP PLUGGING IT IN?

[notahostage]

The only thing that required an ER visit was slamming my thumb in teh car door when I was eighteen. BLAM right across the nail (the nailbed still looks kinda funny to this day).

Of course my mother and I then walked to the hospital to get it looked at.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

OMG FINGER STORIES. I've done things like that myself so I KNOW IT IS PAINFUL but hearing the stories gives me the shivers. That's one of those places that can bring tears to my eyes if I hit it right. SO SENSITIVE so I cannot even imagine getting a finger slammed THAT hard and RIGHT ON THE NAIL OW OW OW.

[glacial_queen]

Lessee, when I was a wee!bitty me, I was in an Easter egg hunt in my town and tripped and fell and got trampled by all the other little kids as they swarmed over, searching for eggs.

I, uhh, don't remember much about it other than going under and getting stepped on the first few times. S'prolly for the best.

...I have so many injury stories, it isn't even funny. Picking the good ones might take some time.

In 4th grade, I was playing on my uncle's ropeswing, fell off, hit my head on a lawnmower and got a concussion. I scared the crap out of all my classmates because the next day, when my mom called the school, the class had just finished reading Bridge to Terabithia and everybody thought I was dead.

In 5th grade, I was leaping over a piano bench in music class, except I failed my Jump check and fell into it instead. And broke it. With my face. It was made of real wood, too.

I only tell the pepperspray story in person, sorry.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

I scared the crap out of all my classmates because the next day, when my mom called the school, the class had just finished reading Bridge to Terabithia and everybody thought I was dead.

You know, I was just cringing until YOU GOT TO THAT LAST PART AND NOW I AM ALL SFKLJSKLDFJKLDJKLDJ AT YOU. Omg, poor classmates! POOR YOUR HEAD TOO!

In 5th grade, I was leaping over a piano bench in music class, except I failed my Jump check and fell into it instead. And broke it. With my face. It was made of real wood, too.

PEOPLE! STOP WITH THE FACES! JAYSUS OW.

I only tell the pepperspray story in person, sorry.

TEASE.

[longislandiceme]

When I was ten or so, a friend and I were racing down the fire lane (which was this steep hill that cut down one side of my neighbourhood- maybe I'm dumb, but I don't actually understand wtf it's doing there, since it's blocked off by three large metal posts on either end. Maybe it's technically an ex-fire lane? IDK) on our bikes, and I hit... a rock or a crack or something, flipped off my bike over the handlebars and landed face-first, knocking out my two front teeth and scraping the top of my left hand pretty raw.

Then, two years later, I'm playing softball and get a softball to the face, which knocks out the lovely prosthetic teeth they'd made for me.

Some time after that, I got punched in the face and yup, out go the teeth again.

...Earlier this year my dentist decided my current teeth were terrible (there was a crack in one, and a hygenist had gotten overly enthusiastic with a scrapy thing at one point and there were two nice little grooves at the top as well.), sanded them down, and built new ones.

HOPEFULLY that is the last time I will ever need to get those teeth redone. And now you all know a lot about my mouth. Yay?

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

...THE FACE INJURIES KEEP ON COMING. HOLY CRAP. That's one of those things that ONLY HAPPEN IN MOVIES EXCEPT TO YOU. Omg your poor teeth. YOUR POOR TEETH. Softballs and punches couldn't pick OTHER TEETH?

[thatsamilkshake]

Ooh, a chance to make heromaniac keysmash from flashbacks! I pulled the basement door shut behind me while standing on the top step (after chasing the cat away, which is always a balancing act to start with), then turned an completely missed the second. And the third. And the fourth. And the fifth. But not the wall at the bottom, which the back of my head smacked into, luckily not very hard. heromaniac, already in the basement, got to witness most of that, what with the yelling.

Bloodied my nose, blacked both eyes, broke my glasses so hard that I had a bruise on my face in the shape of them, and ended up with three stitches on my left eyelid, and hairline-fractured my left elbow.

Also a billion sprained ankles, one broken toe that's still effed up and my own fault for running out barefoot to the car at night and tripping on the sidewalk, nasty nasty burn on my stomach in high school from tipping a pyrex container of boiled water and spaghetti right onto me as I pulled it out of the microwave, and a horribly cut and bruised foot when I was wee and it got caught under a rocking see-saw.

And I'd have repeated any or all of those (well, maybe not the stairs, since that was scary) in trade for never having a gallstone attack. Seriously, worst pain I have ever had.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

WHAT IS WITH THIS GAME AND THEIR FACE INJURIES? STOP IT PEOPLE. Damn, that sounds SCARY. SCARY. I have to say, at least you weren't alone because HOLY CRAP.

Though I love that you have documentation in PICTURES. Ah, the technology age. SO HELPFUL.

And, you know, never had a gallstone but from what I've heard? THEY ARE THE MOST PAINFUL THINGS IN THE EFFING WORLD.

[likethegun]

I've fallen off of my bike so many times that scraping skin off of my knees no longer hurts that much. Yeeeeeah.

My favorite injury story is from kindergarten though. My table partner and I sharpened our pencils and stood them up next to each other to see whose was still taller. (We were five, it was entertaining, shhhh.) All I remember is saying, "Ha ha, my pencil's taller," and she apparently got so upset that she took her freshly sharpened pencil and stabbed me in the back of my shoulder. For reals. Insert your own size queen drama joke here.

Also, if I break a bone for the first time today, I'm blaming this post.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

SDFKLJDKLF JAYSUS KATIE WAY TO DRIVE SOMEONE TO VIOLENCE WITH YOUR PENCIL AND SMUGNESS. But, CRIPES, did she get in trouble omg?

[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

I had a bike accident when I was, like, ten.

I hit a chain link fence at full speed. The bike stopped, momentum carried me forward, hitting the bar that led to the handlebars crotch first.

There was blood involved, that's how hard I hit that bar.

With my vulnerables.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

You know, I'm not a guy but I AM CRINGING IN SYMPATHY HOLY CRIPES!

[stylin-wizard.livejournal.com]

I've had two stress fractures in my left leg (THANKS CROSS COUNTRY) and tendinitis in both my knees (CROSS COUNTRY AGAIN, UGH). Those are my most recent injuries (high school FTW).

When I was really little, my cousin winged a plastic water gun at my head and I had to get stitches. I still have a scar. Yeah, it's hot. ><;

I've gotten my right elbow smashed by a minivan sliding door by my friend when I was younger.

Um. OH! I chipped my front tooth while playing football in the front yard with my cousin. He threw me a pass and I dove for it. I caught it but my teeth made a new friend. (Hi rock hidden by the grass!) Fun times, indeed.

ONE MORE. I gave myself a glue gun burn in sixth grade -- my left hand still has the scar. I was working on a project for math class and the glue somehow got on my hand and instead of going OW OW OW OW RINSE IT OFF, I just sat there and stared at it. Delayed reaction for the win.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

THE ROCK TO THE TEETH MAKES ME CRIIIIIIIIIIINGE. Teeth injuries are just GAH.

[wantstodirect]

I've never had any major injuries. *knock on wood*

Most interesting ones?

When I was four years old, I took a potted cactus and put it at the foot of my slide. And then slid down onto it. I have a vague memory of doing this but NO CLUE why I thought it was a good idea at the time.

I slipped on some water at a party (inside water fight with alcohol) when I was about 20 and slammed my head onto the kitchen tiles. From what I've been told (as I have no memories from that night) I couldn't remember anything for more than five minutes and kept repeating things over and over. My drunk friends thought this was hilarious. Fortunately, my brain was working more or less normally when I woke up the next morning.

I was once stabbed in the arm with a sword. By a wild elf. I still have the scar.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

I cannot help but laughing at the cactus story and I think it's just the way you tell it. Because past!you obviously HAD A REASON TO DO IT but present!you is all WTF WHY. It makes me snicker!

[awesomebigsis.livejournal.com]

When I was about seven, I fell down the steps in my house. No bones were broken and no stitches were needed, but I did have a nasty rug burn on my face.

When I was eight, I slipped on a piece of paper (seriously), flew across the floor and slammed my toe into a wall. Just suffered a toe sprain, though.

That same year, I was hit in the stomach with a soccer ball. That hurt like hell but no serious side effects.

I've sprained many fingers in my life, as well, including the time I slammed one in a door. And it seems like I sprain an ankle at least once every few years, the last time being in January of 2008. It wasn't even from a weird accident or anything. I just twisted it somehow.

Somehow, I have never actually had any broken bones, and I never needed stitches from an injury.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

RUG BURN. You know, that's such a minor thing but RUG BURN HURTS LIKE A MOFO WHEN IT HAPPENS. It just stings and aches and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!