Sucky week...and then BANG!!!

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This was horrible. But I'm really glad you're fine now.I can't see the funny part of it, but I can understand that it must be a great relief for you to be able to leave all these things behind. Life has its high and low sometimes, like a pendulum.

hugs Glad your ok though! So whatcha drivin'? Did you get a yellow pt cruiser like Eddie? or are you driving a friends car?

I'm glad your okay, this is a better place having you around... I just hope your not driving a easter egg yellow PT Cruiser. I could just hear what the local Mayberryans might say.

Back in the dark ages, when I was married, my then wife, totaled my car.The insurace payment was more than the final payment I had on the bastard.Odd that you have one blue and one green, Im currently sporting one blue and one black and red and purple bastard with a nice cut right at the edge of my eye and cheek bone.I didnt wreck a car, I got hit in teh fucking head with a hammer.Like you, it was my own fault, I dont even have anyone to go beat the shit out of for pay back.

Originally Posted By: OldFolks

I just hope your not driving a easter egg yellow PT Cruiser. I could just hear what the local Mayberryans might say.

You just had to bring that up didn't you :frowning:

LoL

No yellow PT Cruiser!I'm actually driving the old Bronco II my brother had sitting around. It's a great time to live near parents and brothers, I tell you. My insurance should settle in the next couple of days. I'm not gonna be in a hurry. Gonna take me time and find something decent. Java - If I were a little more in shape, the 6 mile bike ride to work would be nothing. But I don't wanna arrive all sweaty.I no longer have a green eye. BOth blue. Although the traumatized one will apparently be quite dilated for a while. Had another Dr. visit today. All is looking good.My nephew was a hoot. (He's 3 years old.) When he first saw me he looked concerned and said, "What's wrong, Uncle Damien?" I told him that I broke my car and got hit by and airbag."Today he looked again and asked what the dark spot under my eye was. I said "You remember what happened to me, don't you?" He said "You broke your car and got hit by an ear bag."Then he proceeded to tell me I MUST buy another red car.He's a hoot.And thanks for all your kind words. I am lucky. And what I'm dealing with now is just minor annoyances. I can handle that.

Bloody hell damien.. can't imagine how scary that would have been at least you are okay now though honey!!! Bless your newphew, kids are so cute And chance, what have you been doing to get hit with a hammer...??

wow that is terrible atleast you came out alive, but why did your eye color change?

I was tearing down some siding that was just out of my reach on a ladder, pulling the nails out so that I could get it down. The nail wouldnt come out, I pushed up on the hammer, no luck, I reversed it and pulled down, no rela good, so I grabbed the ladder, put all my weight on it and that rusted bastard broke off. The head came flying off, the hammer hit me in the head, broke my glasses, left a shit load of blood in my beard and took a few minutes to gt he blood stopped.I kicked my own ass, but I didnt fall off the ladder.Yesterday I was beating on some shit with a hammer, a board was propped up in the ceiling that I didnt know about and didnt put there, that bastard came down, hit me in the head, hit me in the back bounced into the wall then down into my ankle.Ever been hit with a 6 foot 2 x 6 ?FUck oh christ! it took a bit to get up, huge lump on my head, nice scrape down my back on my shoulder blade, and my ankle is about 3 times its normal size now.I thought, based on pain and immediate swelling that I broke it.an hour later I was able to get up and go get some ice and been walking on it.Its sore as shit but not broken.I got lucky, my brother sa ym car, was looking to talk to me and I wasnt answering my cell so he pulled over and came looking for me. Ever had to have your little brother help carry you to the front yard and your car so you could go get some ice and sit in a chair instead of a cement floor?It sucks.I was lucky enough to be wearing a bandana for a sweat rag, and had a nearly empty drink full of ice with me as well so I was able to stop the blood and pack the ankle in ice for a bit when it first happened. Ice melts fast out of the cup at nearly 90 degrees though and a great deal of my time was spent laying around smoking wishing I had some painkillers.I hope my week doesnt go like Damiens did.Good to know your OK damien, by the end of the week I hope I am as well

"...I was beating on some shit with a hammer..."Chance you have the most colorful descriptive renditions of anybody I've read. The imagery you use always brings a smile to my face. Having said that, I'm glad your okay and will live another day to beat some more shit with a hammer, or anything else you want to beat it with.Chance..... The Shit Beater.

Originally Posted By: Dantekwow that is terrible atleast you came out alive, but why did your eye color change? I suffered a hyphema, which is a hemorrhage in the eye. So I suppose it was actually blood behind my iris. I always thought that blue + red = blue, but apparently when it comes to your eye, blue + red = brownish green.Course math never was my strongest subject.But I'm back to my normal blue now...although still dilated.

!!! Oh my god. Men and DIY! Chance.. I do love the way you phrase things think that was already mentioned, you wouldn't be you without it though hope you're feeling okay.

LMAO! Sorry Damien, but last night, my man and I were discussing your eye, and how it changed color....The ONLY analogy we could come up with is how when us gals bleed through our stuff, and turn our blue jeans green...Disgusting analogy but hey, we were right!

HAH!Come to think of it, the blood on my jeans looked more brown than anything else. But why green? I dunno.and the white polo shirt I was wearing that became a blood-soaked mess...it's now as white as the day I bought it.Cold water and Mean Green my friends.

ah i see thank you

You washed the shirt? Aww, you should have kept it the way it was. Then when you had someone back at your place you could "accidentally" leave it lying around somewhere and freak the fuck out of them!

I actually thought about keeping it the way it was as sort of a souvenir. Then I thought, shoot! a permanently damaged right eye is souvenir enough, no?But that would be a hoot.Oh the stories I could concoct around a bloody white polo!Anyone feeling creative?

Well you could leave it lying out in the open and as soon as they see it, just lock the front door and just smile...

mean green?Fuck that shit, I had a shirt that had blood on it from a fight several years back, I only wore it for working on cars and shit cos I liked te shirt but you cant walk around covered in dried broan blood.I met Julie, she washed my shirt and it was suddenly white again.aside from teh grease and shit, no blood anymore though and it had been a few years since the blood got on it.she soaked it in peroxide, then washed it. I now have a non bloody, greasy shirt.

That was more fun to say than, I had cut the braces and the wall, I was busting out the supports and framing to put a new door into a wall that had no door previously.Its just mroe fun to say I was beating on shit I must of come out of it fine as yesterday I took a hike into some steep shit, watched some deer and elk, then walked back out. about 4 miles total trip, on steep shitty slopes. I did alot of it with a 60 lbs kid on my back who got too tired after the first mile to finish walking and rode on dad the rest of the way.Hes actually 59 lbs, and 47 invchs. Hes gonna be 4 on the fourth of July, hes a big kid. Im counting on him making me rich when hes older and plays professional sports for mom and dads retirement.