05-15-2011 at 4:53 PM

When I was trying to take toast out of the toaster without turning it off. XD<br /> <br /> I don't get hurt a lot. O.o

05-9-2011 at 10:43 PM

Mine: a band shapes burn anound my thumb<br /> <br /> Mom's: she was reaching into our old dryer and her arm hit the edge. she had a second degree burn on her forearm that was like 4 inches long.<br /> <br /> cousin's: ok so like i could talk about my like 6 uncles and great uncles and their friend named fireworks all day but my all time favorite one was when my uncle on my mom's side and my cousin Jerry dale desided to shoot off roman candles at eachother in a game of chicken at our anual 4th of july party Jerry Dale didnt dodge out of the way fast enough and his hair gel caught fire. epic instant flaming cousin. he wasnt hurt much... lost his hair though...

05-9-2011 at 6:56 AM

I have a story about a wonderful Christmas gift. :D<br /> <br /> It was Christmas Eve, and I'd just got home after trying to kill a friend because she said I didn't see something that I did indeed see - <i>my whole family</i> saw the white horse with a horn sitting in a pasture on the way to the coast. (I dunno know, maybe someone glued a horn to its head?) Since my sisters were no longer living with me to back me up on it, I decided to try strangling my friend to make her take it back. BFF and enemy-friend managed to lock me out, and I was told to go home. (BFF regrets sending me home. O.o)<br /> <br /> So I went home and sat by the pond. That is, until I heard my grandma pull up. I ran inside, saw my dad holding a pot of extremely hot wax, so I slowed and ducked under him.<br /> Grandma's husband, who was on meds that made him very loopy at the time, came out of nowhere and threw his hand in my face to keep me back or something - but he knocked my dad's elbow, which caused him to dump the pot of wax on me.<br /> <br /> Next thing I know, I'm screaming like a banshee and trying to run away. My dad caught me, ripped off my shirt, and threw me under the sink. I had no idea what was going on, but I knew it fricking hurt. I kicked and screamed and started shaking terribly (like I am right now just remembering it XD; ). My forced one of his big baggy shirts on me. The smell was awful...Sometimes I get a whiff of it out of nowhere, and I feel sick and scared. Anywho, I blacked out for a moment. Woke up my grandma's Jeep to the worst pain I'd ever felt. Oh, man, I wonder what people thought, seeing me in a bloody T hanging out the window screaming all through Portland. XD<br /> <br /> Kinda blacked out again. Then Dad made me WALK into the hospital. It was the hardest thing I'd ever done. I think he was too afraid he'd hurt me more if he touched me or something. :/ I was going numb by the time we got to the reception desk thing. Nurse Guy wanted my dad to fill out papers and have us sit to wait. Nurse Lady saw me, looked horrified (which made me freak out a little), chewed out Nurse Guy, and led me away. She made me walk too. I think I fainted before I could get very far...because my memory ended there.<br /> <br /> I woke up with my dad sitting by me, holding a pair of little kid's scissors crying. He was cutting off my hair, because it had all been melted together. A nurse came in, told me, "Merry Christmas!" and gave me a doll. I had no idea how bad the burns were, or even where I was, but I did know one thing:<br /> I. Hated. Barbies. With a passion.<br /> I wanted to chuck it at her, but I didn't because I was so drugged up that I couldn't move.<br /> So I spent most of Christmas morning glaring at that stupid doll. xD<br /> <br /> Went home that day, and everything was made better when I got a gift from my mom (my dad usually threw them away, the meanie). So I was happy. 8D Then my day was made worse again when I looked in the mirror to find that most of my body was covered in 1st, 2nd, and 3rd degree burns. XD I was told it burned to the bone, too, but I only remember hearing 3rd degree (4th is to the bone, I think...). I had wax come close to burning my eyeball, I had wax that had burned around my fingernails (think I lost one or two...), I had burns all down my back, I had wax in my throat, and the worst of it was very deep burns in my shoulder that are now two big scars each the size of my hand - still have some scars on my throat and chest. o: I was pretty little when it happened, and MY GOD the shoulder scars were huge back then. x__e I had to stay home from school for 3 or 4 months, I think, I wasn't allowed to have friends over, I wasn't allowed to hold my cat, I wasn't allowed to do anything besides rot my brain with cartoons. I couldn't even bathe myself, it was so nasty and slimy and green and blech. I was a sissy, so I made my dad wash me. xD<br /> <br /> I still hate that Barbie to this day. |:&lt;<br /> <br /> A month or two later, I had a skin graft. When I woke up, I got up when I wasn't supposed to, and I was in for a huge shock when the bandage fell off my leg. 8C I thought I was looking packaged meat. I freaked out, and it was so hard to live with plastic stuck to my leg for so long...I couldn't help but poke it daily to feel it being all slippery and fleshy, even if it was through the plastic. xD When it was time to take the tape and plastic off, the doctor was about to rip off the tape that was holding the skin to my shoulder....<i>thankfully,</i> my dad reminded him he had to put something on it first so that he didn't rip my skin off with it. >.&lt;;<br /> <br /> /end prattle

05-9-2011 at 5:09 AM

This is a dumb one.<br /> <br /> I was cooking hard boiled eggs on the stove and when I took one out it wasn't cooked thoroughly enough. So I took the other one out in a rush before Agility and put it in a container of water. Then brilliant me popped it in the MICROWAVE... yea hindsight 20/20. I pulled the egg out of the mic and put it in the sink just as I was about to run cool water over it it exploded in my face. Then to add insult to injury the dog got so scared by the bang and my screaming he jumped up and bit my arm.<br /> I ended up with burns around my eyes, egg in my eyes, 3 puncture wounds, and a dog that was terrified of me for weeks. My only saving grace was that I peeled the egg before cooking it so I luckily did not have the shell to deal with.<br /> <br /> The dog has since recovered- he thought I was mad at him and wouldn't greet me the same for almost a month. I don't have any scars on my face but I have one on my wrist and I have a "chupacabra" bite on my arm... seriously it's like circular and I hate telling people that a dog bit me even considering the circumstances since most people think it was a vicious attack the second I mention dog.

05-5-2011 at 6:44 PM

Mine also involved my mom<br /> <br /> When I was a bit younger (11-12) I had a obsession with watching everything everyone did, including my mom. She was teaching me how to cook fish one day and she had gotten a new frying pan set just that day. When she poured the oil on it was thick and slid everywhere on the pan (our old pan wasn't like that). So since it didn't stick well we left it on for a bit, turns out we didn't put it on low, we had put the temperature on high. Once she got the Salmon out, we went over to the counter and as she had grabbed the piece of fish with her fork, it slid off and onto the pan. Like I said I loved watching my mom so my face was right next to it, and the burning hot oil went all over my face. I pretty much screamed and ran around in circles. She ran me to the hospital were they bandaged it up. Apparently I had a 3rd degree burn just bellow my nose/above the lip and on my lip along with worse burns over my chest and cheeks. I stayed home from School Monday (this was Friday night) and when I went back to school, I only had the bandage on for another day. Most kids remember me talking about it though, and you can see a few scar's here and there. The one on my chest looks like a upside down gerbil running :B<br /> <br /> Wall of text please lol

05-5-2011 at 6:18 PM

uhmmm I'm not sure. Maybe grabbing a hot pan out of the oven? I got blisters. I probably have a worse one but I cant remember :(

05-5-2011 at 5:34 PM

In grade school, a friend and I were trying to make a mockup volcano for a class project. Best thing to use as lava? Melted red straws. We had a plethora of them.<br /> <br /> Friend leans over to dribble the melted plastic on the volcano, instead dribbles it on my arm.<br /> <br /> It ate into my flesh. Because it pretty much tunneled down through the dermis, I wound up with pinpoint burns somewhere between second and third degree. When they cooled, I had to extract the plastic from the holes with my fingers and a paring knife. They soon filled with a solidified substance that was perfectly translucent and looked remarkably like amber, which grossed out my classmates. Over a decade later, I have two white little scars on my right upper arm about the size of BBs.<br /> <br /> Also burnt every hair on my face (eyebrows, eyelashes) off from standing too close to a brush fire. :\<br /> <br /> Also the obligatory oven/oil/cooking burns. And gasoline + anything fiery = bad news.

05-4-2011 at 12:45 AM

I've never burnt myself in the oven, Gracie... But I've definitely had moments where I thought I might. <br /> <br /> I have definitely burnt myself while doing stovetop cooking, though! In fact, I seared the side of my thumb on a frying pan once when I was frying an egg.<br /> <br /> I was completely exhausted and not paying enough attention to what I was doing. :P

05-3-2011 at 11:19 PM

Mine isn't nearly so dramatic, but it is rather traumatic. I was taking a brownie pan out of the stove one-handed with a cloth holder, and it was heavier than I expected, so it sagged and I corrected by curling my fingers under... but they hit right against the burning hot metal pan. :| It takes a second for your brain to realize, and by that time the pan was halfway out of the oven and I didn't want to drop it. I got nasty little welts on my top knuckles and I'm still shy around the oven to this day.<br /> <br /> My good friend has a much worse burn... it's right on his wrist. He has a medical bracelet made out of metal that he's supposed to wear 24/7. He accidentally had it over an open flame, then moved his arm and it seared his wrist.

05-3-2011 at 12:02 PM

Mine involves my mom. <br /> <br /> We were attempting to light a brush pile(think like 15+ ft across) and having a lot of difficulty so i suggested gasoline she had finally gotten a small spot on one side to light and suggested she try directly opposite of where she had already lit and she went a little past that closer to the lit part and started to poor some on the new spot, she poored a little to much and it lit flaring up BIG because of the other fire either she had already spilled some on her arm or when she jumped in surprise because of the flare up splashed some on her arm lighting her arm on fire, she almost immediately stopped dropped and rolled while we ran around the brush pile to see what had happened, grabed the dropped gas container which had a little flame on the end of the poor spout and went to check on her. After a trip to the hospital she had 2nd degree burns on the very top of her fore arm and then 1st down to her knuckles and on the sides of her arm. She has a funky looking scar on that arm.