Should one person really have the material for three injuries posts in a blog? If your living life to the fullest, yes!
The Other Knee
Back in 2002 I think it was I lived in an apartment over on Barnardo St. Just a little ways north of us was a church school or some such and on their property was a hill. It was the kind of hill that goes flat about half way down, but also increased in steepness as you went along their property. So at one end it was a death defying plummet towards a thicket with a high probability of a jump part way down, and as you approached the other end it was a fairly tame hill with and nice little whoosh in the middle to give a sled ride a little more character.
I took my soon to be step-daughter (soon after to be ex-stepdaughter or however that goes) sledding one day on this hill. We started at the large end and she was scared to go down. So, in my wisdom I said ‘It’s fine! I’ll show you.’ And so down I went. That ‘probably to catch air’ half way down turned out to be a certainty and I flew off the sled landing awkwardly and twisting my knee all up. Of course I had to pretend I was fine and continue sledding for about another hour. We did so on the tame end of the hill.
The Spider Bite
Also while living on Baranardo I was bitten one night by a spider, unfortunately it was not radioactive. At first I thought it was an ingrown hair or something that would just clear up on it’s own. Eventually my forearm swelled by about 50% and my boss at the gas station told me I had to go to the hospital. The doctor put heat on the area then lanced the bit of puss ball that swelled up and then left me. Of course then I had to squeeze it, and make all the goop come out. It was gross, but awesome at the same time. I was occupied with that the entire time I was waiting for the nurse. I then had to get an I.V. of antibiotics three nights in a row and then take home huge antibiotic pills to take for the next ten days!
Bike Wipeout In Toronto
I went to University of Toronto for a few months in the fall of 1998. To get around I had my bike and I would frequently ride up to the mall near the Erindale campus because I hated being at the residence, my roommates sucked! So I was riding back from the mall and decided I would take a shortcut across the grass and ride over a sewer lid. Problem was that the sewer lid was up on like a concrete spire with a big ditch and long grass cut even with the lid. My tire hit and bent right over and I pitched clear over the handle bars and landed right at the edge of Mississauga Rd. I wasn’t that hurt, but my front wheel was ruined and I was nearly run over after I hit the ground.
It’s amazing I’m alive.
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