Hey Pandas, Tell Me About An Accident You Had When You Were A Kid (Closed)

1) Doctor's had to cut open my mother's stomach. The umbilical cord was rapped around my neck and was going to choke me. While doing the operation the doctor's cut my cheek. Still have the scar.
2)Me and my parents were at IKEA and i was in my pram but the safety belt wasn't fastened. I stood up and had the corner of a shelf go 2mm into my head. I had to have stitches but luckily I was laughing the entire time. I still have the scar today. I was 2 when it happened and now I am 10.

Thinking the shampoo bottle was empty, I held it up to my eye to check. It wasn’t!

So when I was about two ish I was up on a counter and I fell of and got a black eye. When I was about five I was going to a library thing and i was standing in line for the bottle rocket deal and then I got hit in the center of my head and it just split the skin thankfully but it still hurt really bad. And lastly when I was about 12 or so I was running outside and my leg hit the ground in the wrong position and it made my knee jam into my socket and now a few years later I have knee problems which is fantastic.

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So When I Was 8 I Was Over At My School After Hours Which The School Was Ok With Anyway Me And My Brother Were Over There With Our Bikes I Turned To Do A Turn On Gravel Which Did Not Go Well My Bike Pedal Had Gone Into My Knee I Think That I Was Knocked Out For A Few Seconds And Now I Have A Life Scar P.S I Have Autism And Adhd So That Didn't Help
and I also had some of fingers caught into our car door when I was at kindergarten and then when I was out helping my dad on a Saturday I had caught my picky finger in our toyota bb car so that was at 9 so an hour later after an instant icepak was put on we then headed of to urgent care so I had an xray there said that it wasn't broken so a few days later my mum (mom) had gotten a call from the same urgent care place saying the your son (me) had broken his picky finger and my dad use to do volunteer work with st john ambulance nz

I can think of two. 1) When i was 4 yo we were woodswords fighting with my brother. I had a sword with a handle guard and my brother had a broomstick that he had cut to make it sharp at the end. I hit him on the thumb because he had no guard and out of pain and rage he threw the sword at me. The pointy end ended up just above my eye and i fainted because of the pain and blood in my eye. I remember waking up on my grandma couch, she was slapping me to wake me up and thought that my eye was punctured. It was not but i had to wear an eyepach for weeks and it was awfull. 2) This is a funny one, i was 14/15yo. My dad caught me smoking cannabis and took me to the family doctor to talk about it, to make the doctor lecture me about the dangers... The appointment was done and i was getting in the car in front of the doctors office. I don't know how i managed to do it but i just threw the corner of the car door in my brow bone: blood everywhere, instantly. So we went back to the doctor to get me some stiches. It was looking a lot like my father had beaten me right after the appointment, he was like "i swear i didn't touched her!She did it herself!" and everybody was looking at me like "is it true?"

About 45 years ago, running along the beach in Corpus Christ, Texas (I was 4), I broke my flip flop earlier in the day and had to go barefoot. About an hour later, I stepped on a pull tab and cut foot. I cried the whole ride back to our house.... Pretty sure Jimmy's song is about me.

When I was 8, I reached for a pencil that was on the kitchen table and turned to leave with it, but then dropped it. I reached back for it too quickly and I impaled myself on it. I basically stabbed myself in the palm of my hand. I was terrified because it was stuck in my hand and when my mother pulled it out, it looked like I had a hole in my hand. That was an ouchie!

When I was three fell in bathtub and split my chin open. I was six the day my baby sister came home from hospital running up sidewalk playing with slinky tripped and busted my chin on sidewalk. The night before my ninth birthday slammed my thumb in heavy wooden door. Over 50 stitches to reattach. At 12 riding bike and hit a pothole flipped over and dug my chin into asphalt.