so where'd you get that gnarly scar?

Got a large one that runs from just below the side of my knee, halfway down my left calf. I got it blowing out of the back of a pickup truck on the freeway when I was about 8 years old. My mom's younger brother had this fort, up on long stilts in his backyard. There was a square hole in the floor that he climbed up into through, from a ladder. When he outgrew it, they gave it to me for a playhouse. They cut it off, but left about a foot of the stilts. My parents, being young and stupid figured the weight would hold it in the truck. No ropes to tied it down. Yeah, not so much. My father, my sister and I were in the playhouse in the back of the truck. Mom was driving. She said she felt it lift twice, then saw it blow out of the back just like a cardboard box. From my perspective, my dad and I were playing battleship and I was just getting ready to call a number and he went floating slowly over my head. I was puzzled and wondered how he was doing that. He said, "Everything is going to be alright." and then I blacked out. Next thing I knew, some stranger was scooping me up off the freeway and carrying me to the side. It had lifted up, turned over, throwing us into the roof, crashed onto the freeway and broke apart and we went skidding down the freeway on what was left of the roof at whatever speed you go when you blow out at 60 mph. My leg was sticking off the roof and the freeway just peeled the skin off it as we skidded. Amazingly, none of us were hurt any worse. Dad got his hand peeled when he put it down, without thinking, to try to stop it. My sister had a bump on her head. I was hurt the worst and it was just my leg and my ankle. It took the skin, right down to the bone on that little side bone on my ankle. Crazy, Huh?

I've got an almost invisible one now across my inner wrist area that was from an iron burn. The funny part of it was when I went into the hospital when the scar was still fairly new. The doctors started asking if I was depressed and had attempted suicide.

Now I'm noticing that the scars I have the most memories from are disappearing. Kinda sad in a way.

http://www.scribd.com/doc/57840168/Father-s-Day-Story-June-2011

That was a great story to read. :bigsmile:

I have a huge scar a few inches long near my inner thigh right by my "va j j"". When I was a kid, I used to sleep walk, and during one of my episodes, I cut myself on my bed post (it was metal). Needless to say, that bed was trashed the next day lol.

Right knee-4 in. straight up the knee from chainsaw

Left hand-between finger and thumb, tree saw.

Back of neck-Tumor removed

Right forearm-Deep gouge

Chin-Car wreck

Left wrist-Hand through window pane

Inside Lip-Same car wreck as above.

Scar on my right arm, just above the elbow. Was sleeping walking and woke up with a butcher knife hanging out of my arm. Apparently I had gotten up on a chair to get oatmeal out of the cupboard. When I came down the knife, sticking up in the dish rack.........you get the picture. Knives go blade side down now. :happy:

I've got a 3inch long one on my lower left leg, where I had a compound fracture Also, scar over left knee and little screw scars from the titanium rod in my leg. Wish I had a great story to tell, but it was a bad car wreck!

I have an 8 inch long, 3/4 inch wide scar running under my left shoulder blade from heart surgery when I was 3.

Also right above my upper lip (on the white skin part), I did a high-speed face plant on a solid sheet of ice, and my right eye tooth was stuck through my lip. The scar is tiny now, but I still hate ice 25 years later.

ETA: Awesome topic, btw. :smokin: :drinker:

I'm a curator and I was installing an exhibit when I put an exacto knife through my thumb. Hit the artery and I still have no feeling in my thumb. My brother tried to remove my eye when I was a kid. Luckily my other brother stopped him but I have a scar on my eye from his attempt. (my brother is nuts btw). Scars on my knees from roller skating with my dog who saw a cat. Other than that I'm perfect!

Left eyelid, all the way across...

When I was 5, I was laying down in Central Park when a loose dog basically ran across my face and ripped my eyelid off...seriously.

Thankfully it was NYC, so there were plenty of hospitals and plastic surgeons near by. You can't even tell, but the memory of seeing my lid on ice never ceases to creep me out

let's see... brain surgery, c-section, bunion removal... been to hell and back - that God that's over!
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thank God that's over....

I have a lattice looking scar on my inner right calf from falling on (and getting stuck to) an in-floor heater grate when I was a little munchkin because I wanted to show someone my pretty new dress shoes...

I have almost the same kind of scar, from the same thing, an in-floor heat grate but mine happens to be on the outside of my right leg. it happened when I was about 5, and I was trying to see what the grownups were doing at the table...

I have a scar across my left hip from a biopsy I had done when I was 11.

I also have scars on the back of my calves from rollerblading when I was younger.

I have a half moon scar on the palm of my right hand, looks like someone dug their nail in, I dont remember it happening, it's been there forever.

A scar on my left hand from my cat, mum had run over him a few days earlier and he had a broken pelvis, silly me tried to move him elsewhere and he wasnt happy, so there was a few stiches in there.

And the usual scars from appendix removal

I've got an ugly thick and wide scar about 8 inches long across the right side of my abdomen. Whenever people ask about it I'm tempted to come up with some badass story but I always end up sheepishly admitting the truth.

When I was an infant I had to have a procedure due to pyloric stensosis. The original scar was little more than an inch long. It only got so big because I did....