carbed89notch
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ok.... lets start off with friday night.......
went to morton to do some 4x4 ing in the truck.... ok night came home..
saturday... went back out during the day for what was supposed to be a 10 min trip... ya right... took the truck in, meet some jeeps and such.. went toward a puddle that the 3 of them were having a hard time going through.... so being the smart person i am i decide to go to the side of this monster.... where it should be more shallow..... WRONG MOVE
the side was about 3 times deeper then my truck itself... got buried to the STUPID door handles and couldnt get out... finally AFTER 3 hours im on my way home... OH BUT WAIT....
no power steering... if any of you have seen my truck i dont exactly have 185's on it.... my tires are 23 inches wide and 40 inches tall... TRY STEERING THAT!!! :shock:
SO I LIMP the truck home and pull the power steering pump off to find that i sheared the gear off... OK i have warranty.... so i call.. yup we have one ill wait with it out for you.. PERFECT....
too bad its 5:45 and they close at 6.... ( they are at ford/techumseh and im in lasalle )
not to mention im supposed to be at a surprise party at 7 this night...
anyways...
so i get there 2 min to 6 ... buddy walks out.. were closed come back tommorrow and goes to lock the door... so i protest... enough that i got in to exchange pumps...
rush back home.. get the pump on.. everything seems good...
go to the party 15 min late.. had a GREAT time..
left and went to plaza.. that sucked so i went back to the party there. ( thank god i didnt get pulled over cause i couldnt see a F#$%ING thing out of my truck... ) ( 3 inches of mud on my mirrors, windows solid mud you no the deal ) most of you saw it..
so the night was alright... get back to the party and this kid decides to throw ice cubes at my face for about a 1/2 hour.... getting mad i say dude... PLEASE stop.. geeze grow up... he was wasted and thought it was funny..
so i grab the cooler full of ice water and beer and shit and open it.. i start to chase him to dump the cooler on this prick to teach him a lesson... he starts whining like a school girl and i say.. I WARNED U ENOUGH... THROW ANOTHER ONE AND WEAR THE WATER.. :evil:
so that ends that and i go sit down... my night was wrecked after so i leave and go home..
today comes around...
decide to go to morton again and dirtbike.. AND josh and crystal ( sp ) wanted to go 4x4ing so i tell them to meet me there..
we go out and ride. stayed till about 1 pm and i brought my buddy home.. now I was on a BORROWED honda 450f dirtbike.. so i should have brought it back andcalled it a day...
NO not me...
so i go back to morton and park the truck go for a toot on the 450 ALONE...
im racing around and see a pink hat with a arm waving.. OH josh and crystal are here!! sweet..
i go meet them and we load the bike on the trailer and i move it over to the side dissconnect and go to take them for a 4x4 trip..
we are having a blast... mud flying, laughing you no.. so i go to drop them off at joshs honda and grab the 450 again...
this is where it gets bad..
so.. i hook the truck up to the trailer and unload the bike.
get suited up and start to ride.. see my buddy was there with a couple of his friends and i go to catch them...
WRONG MOVE!!!!
i was top of 3rd gear ( roughly 80 kms id say ) and next thing i know im getting woke'n up from my buddy that i just saw yelling
JER JER JER!!! ARE YOU OK!!! get your helmet off...
now i found myself rolling around the ground.. i thought i had broken all of my ribs.. i couldnt breath i couldnt do anything.. i was moaning in pain.. he gets my helmet off and i remember a towel being thrown on my face..
next thing i can remember i was sitting with my back against the tire of my truck... dont know how i got the 500 feet to the truck or anything.. staring at my feet that were out infront of me... for about 5 minutes.. i couldnt sit up, stand, talk or anything..
then i started to gain smarts back and switched my boots for my shoes and i asked my buddy there WTF happened? hes like man i have told you 4 times.. i dont know.. i didnt see you.. no one did.. i saw a cloud of dust and ppl running so i drove over to find you rolling over the ground... hes like dont you remember?? no i reply..
so he loads the bike up and i start to walk around a little ( in much pain mind u )... looking for my phone and i cant find it..... we searched for about 10 min and by now ppl are starting to flock over to make sure im alive...
every person cringes and goes man.. you need stitches get the F&^K outta here.. so i jump in my truck and drive to the kids house who owns the bike.. hes PISSED for good reason.. and gets the bike, does the look over to make sure i didnt break it.. and goes WTF were you thinking.. u F ing moron... blah blah blah... feeling bad already i continue on my journey home.. since i cant park my truck/trailer at the hospital..
so i get home. and stagger to the door.. i open it and my parents both are yelling OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.. there is blood all over me and the rush me to the car and to emerg..
get to emerg.. no shirt on and dirtbike pants... walkin and everyone is looking at me and going.. :shock:
they rush me into the first nurse you must see.. she does her quick check and i go to sit down... waiting what seemed to be 14 hours.. they call me in..
so i go into a room and another doctor looks at me... notices that he can see the bones in my face and i REALLY need medical attention.. so they take me over to x ray to make sure im ok before they start bending me and such...
x ray my neck 5x
my wrists 3 x each
thumbs 4 x each
my ankles 4 x each
my knees 3 x each
i go back to the original room now.. and the doctor is LOADING a cart with needles and stitches..
so he puts some towels around my neck and starts to clean the area where its cut ( my chin )
he grabs this bottle and starts to force water / alchol into the wound. trying to clean it. then he grabs a scrub brush and soap and goes to town at my expense trying to clean the wound very well..
so hes got it clean now.. and puts a couple towels over my eyes.. and starts the freezing process... it feels like hes putting the needle into my toes its in so far.. hes freezing and freezing...
then i hear...
" WOW... IM NOT SURE STITCHES WILL EVEN HOLD THIS SHUT.. " )
APPARENTLY I HAVE A GASH ABOUT 3/8 OF AN INCH WIDE AND TO MY bone!!!
so he begins to stitch..
mind you he had to stitch.. then undo the stitch since my stubble on my face would go into the gash.. pluck the hairs in the way then finally sew it shut
50 minutes later hes goes... " WELL YOUR STILL UGLY BUT AT LEAST I MADE YOUR CHIN LOOK BETTER!! ")
now its 10 pm... remember i fell at roughly 2:30 -3 pm this afternoon... still not able to find my phone im pretty broken, upset..
so i get to walk out of the hospital with sprained wrists, right thumb, my ankles, and a hurting knee.. and a hurt ego...
i get home and decide i should go look for my phone out there before the battery dies...
so back off to morton we go.... walking through the trails i found it!!!!!!!
too bad i DROVE OVER IT in my truck by accident and its totalled...
but atleast i found it...
so back at home i snapped a pic of my chin for you all to see where the 39 stitches went and why i wouldnt pick up my phone today..
TOTAL INJURY TOLL......
1 razor cell phone
2 sprained wrists
1 sprained thumb ( right )
2 sprained ankles ( without my boots would have been broken )
1 SMASHED face...
39 stitches outside and 7 inside
4 broken teeth ( with no benfits to fix them
)
multiple sratches and burns ( pics to come tommorrow )
hurting neck and head
6 ish hours in the hospital
1 power steering pump
gear shifter on the bike and handle bars
i didnt get any of the cut open ( i should have ) but you can imagine im sure..
hope you enjoy.. oh BTW.... the crap all over my face is the cleaner they used..
went to morton to do some 4x4 ing in the truck.... ok night came home..
saturday... went back out during the day for what was supposed to be a 10 min trip... ya right... took the truck in, meet some jeeps and such.. went toward a puddle that the 3 of them were having a hard time going through.... so being the smart person i am i decide to go to the side of this monster.... where it should be more shallow..... WRONG MOVE
the side was about 3 times deeper then my truck itself... got buried to the STUPID door handles and couldnt get out... finally AFTER 3 hours im on my way home... OH BUT WAIT....
no power steering... if any of you have seen my truck i dont exactly have 185's on it.... my tires are 23 inches wide and 40 inches tall... TRY STEERING THAT!!! :shock:
SO I LIMP the truck home and pull the power steering pump off to find that i sheared the gear off... OK i have warranty.... so i call.. yup we have one ill wait with it out for you.. PERFECT....
too bad its 5:45 and they close at 6.... ( they are at ford/techumseh and im in lasalle )
not to mention im supposed to be at a surprise party at 7 this night...
anyways...
so i get there 2 min to 6 ... buddy walks out.. were closed come back tommorrow and goes to lock the door... so i protest... enough that i got in to exchange pumps...
rush back home.. get the pump on.. everything seems good...
go to the party 15 min late.. had a GREAT time..
left and went to plaza.. that sucked so i went back to the party there. ( thank god i didnt get pulled over cause i couldnt see a F#$%ING thing out of my truck... ) ( 3 inches of mud on my mirrors, windows solid mud you no the deal ) most of you saw it..
so the night was alright... get back to the party and this kid decides to throw ice cubes at my face for about a 1/2 hour.... getting mad i say dude... PLEASE stop.. geeze grow up... he was wasted and thought it was funny..
so i grab the cooler full of ice water and beer and shit and open it.. i start to chase him to dump the cooler on this prick to teach him a lesson... he starts whining like a school girl and i say.. I WARNED U ENOUGH... THROW ANOTHER ONE AND WEAR THE WATER.. :evil:
so that ends that and i go sit down... my night was wrecked after so i leave and go home..
today comes around...
decide to go to morton again and dirtbike.. AND josh and crystal ( sp ) wanted to go 4x4ing so i tell them to meet me there..
we go out and ride. stayed till about 1 pm and i brought my buddy home.. now I was on a BORROWED honda 450f dirtbike.. so i should have brought it back andcalled it a day...
NO not me...
so i go back to morton and park the truck go for a toot on the 450 ALONE...
im racing around and see a pink hat with a arm waving.. OH josh and crystal are here!! sweet..
i go meet them and we load the bike on the trailer and i move it over to the side dissconnect and go to take them for a 4x4 trip..
we are having a blast... mud flying, laughing you no.. so i go to drop them off at joshs honda and grab the 450 again...
this is where it gets bad..
so.. i hook the truck up to the trailer and unload the bike.
get suited up and start to ride.. see my buddy was there with a couple of his friends and i go to catch them...
WRONG MOVE!!!!
i was top of 3rd gear ( roughly 80 kms id say ) and next thing i know im getting woke'n up from my buddy that i just saw yelling
JER JER JER!!! ARE YOU OK!!! get your helmet off...
now i found myself rolling around the ground.. i thought i had broken all of my ribs.. i couldnt breath i couldnt do anything.. i was moaning in pain.. he gets my helmet off and i remember a towel being thrown on my face..
next thing i can remember i was sitting with my back against the tire of my truck... dont know how i got the 500 feet to the truck or anything.. staring at my feet that were out infront of me... for about 5 minutes.. i couldnt sit up, stand, talk or anything..
then i started to gain smarts back and switched my boots for my shoes and i asked my buddy there WTF happened? hes like man i have told you 4 times.. i dont know.. i didnt see you.. no one did.. i saw a cloud of dust and ppl running so i drove over to find you rolling over the ground... hes like dont you remember?? no i reply..
so he loads the bike up and i start to walk around a little ( in much pain mind u )... looking for my phone and i cant find it..... we searched for about 10 min and by now ppl are starting to flock over to make sure im alive...
every person cringes and goes man.. you need stitches get the F&^K outta here.. so i jump in my truck and drive to the kids house who owns the bike.. hes PISSED for good reason.. and gets the bike, does the look over to make sure i didnt break it.. and goes WTF were you thinking.. u F ing moron... blah blah blah... feeling bad already i continue on my journey home.. since i cant park my truck/trailer at the hospital..
so i get home. and stagger to the door.. i open it and my parents both are yelling OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.. there is blood all over me and the rush me to the car and to emerg..
get to emerg.. no shirt on and dirtbike pants... walkin and everyone is looking at me and going.. :shock:
they rush me into the first nurse you must see.. she does her quick check and i go to sit down... waiting what seemed to be 14 hours.. they call me in..
so i go into a room and another doctor looks at me... notices that he can see the bones in my face and i REALLY need medical attention.. so they take me over to x ray to make sure im ok before they start bending me and such...
x ray my neck 5x
my wrists 3 x each
thumbs 4 x each
my ankles 4 x each
my knees 3 x each
i go back to the original room now.. and the doctor is LOADING a cart with needles and stitches..
so he puts some towels around my neck and starts to clean the area where its cut ( my chin )
he grabs this bottle and starts to force water / alchol into the wound. trying to clean it. then he grabs a scrub brush and soap and goes to town at my expense trying to clean the wound very well..
so hes got it clean now.. and puts a couple towels over my eyes.. and starts the freezing process... it feels like hes putting the needle into my toes its in so far.. hes freezing and freezing...
then i hear...
" WOW... IM NOT SURE STITCHES WILL EVEN HOLD THIS SHUT.. " )
APPARENTLY I HAVE A GASH ABOUT 3/8 OF AN INCH WIDE AND TO MY bone!!!
so he begins to stitch..
mind you he had to stitch.. then undo the stitch since my stubble on my face would go into the gash.. pluck the hairs in the way then finally sew it shut
50 minutes later hes goes... " WELL YOUR STILL UGLY BUT AT LEAST I MADE YOUR CHIN LOOK BETTER!! ")
now its 10 pm... remember i fell at roughly 2:30 -3 pm this afternoon... still not able to find my phone im pretty broken, upset..
so i get to walk out of the hospital with sprained wrists, right thumb, my ankles, and a hurting knee.. and a hurt ego...
i get home and decide i should go look for my phone out there before the battery dies...
so back off to morton we go.... walking through the trails i found it!!!!!!!
too bad i DROVE OVER IT in my truck by accident and its totalled...
but atleast i found it...
so back at home i snapped a pic of my chin for you all to see where the 39 stitches went and why i wouldnt pick up my phone today..
TOTAL INJURY TOLL......
1 razor cell phone
2 sprained wrists
1 sprained thumb ( right )
2 sprained ankles ( without my boots would have been broken )
1 SMASHED face...
39 stitches outside and 7 inside
4 broken teeth ( with no benfits to fix them
)multiple sratches and burns ( pics to come tommorrow )
hurting neck and head
6 ish hours in the hospital
1 power steering pump
gear shifter on the bike and handle bars
i didnt get any of the cut open ( i should have ) but you can imagine im sure..
hope you enjoy.. oh BTW.... the crap all over my face is the cleaner they used..
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