Ok, so since I love hearing funny antics and stories I"ll share one...

I do my husbands IC's...sure, he can do them and he will if I'm not around, but he's a reflexer and wears a condom cath and as a C6 those things are quite impossible to get on and off with no hand function. So we cath 2-3 times a day, just to make sure that he is getting everything out of his bladder.
As most of you know the water works sometimes begin before you get the cath in. Well, a couple of weeks ago we were in the bathroom about to cath and of course he starts without me and sends a stream onto my foot. I'm so used to this by this point all I can do is laugh and tell him that I hate it when he does that
He then looks at me with a grin and says "what? I'm just marking my territory!"

If you can't laugh you can't live......

ROFL! Sounds like you guys have figured out the trick to living with this nonsense. When I was doing all my b/f's care I would sometimes miss the commode when I was emptying out his caths. I would yell at him "Dagnabbit, you peed on the seat again!!!"

Very funny Courtney,The Other day I was sitting around with a few friends that was picking guitars and I just reached down and picked up my knee and started bouncing my foot on the floor,and of course everybody got a kick out of it.

Duke does that too......once he gets it to bouncing he tells me that he is fed up with me



Yeah, it's always somehow my fault if he pees on me

love a bird and a butterfly whith music and laughter wat more do you want always look on the brightside of life>>>alex

thanks courtney

Not so much a SCI/wheelchair story so much as a TBI(brain injury) oopsie.

We had 3 cereals in the house; honey nut cheerios, raisin bran, & fruit loops. Of those 3 cereals fruit loops are my LEAST favorite; so when BF asked me which one I wanted.......my dumb ass went & said "fruit loops" when I meant to say "raisin bran".

I hate getting mixed up like that!

"what? I'm just marking my territory!"

that's funny...then I'd be like "damn...do I have to eat this?"

If it makes you feel any better, sometimes when I make chocolate milk for the kids I put the nestle quick in the fridge and the milk in the cabinet.....far as I know I'm not an TBI, but I'm sure my husband would beg to differ?

Dude, half the funny things that happen to me involved me getting told to stand up by someone clueless...

I have too many occurrences of those to tell here, but I also found this today, which gave me quite a chuckle.

"During a concert in Copenhagen, Denmark in December 2003, rapper Busta Rhymes noticed a man in the front row who was not standing up. ‘I didn't come from the other end of the world to see people sit on their ass!’ he told the crowd. ‘Everybody - get up!’

Eventually, Busta stopped badgering the man - when he realized that he was sitting in a wheelchair.”

*facepalm*

that's funny...then I'd be like "damn...do I have to eat this?" smile.gif

If it makes you feel any better, sometimes when I make chocolate milk for the kids I put the nestle quick in the fridge and the milk in the cabinet.....far as I know I'm not an TBI, but I'm sure my husband would beg to differ?

I hate seeming ungrateful or like a bigger pain than I am.

I have done that sort of thing SOOOO MANY TIMES! I've done quite a few odd-ball things on account of mixing up what to do when. Lets see.......I've put a TV dinner in the dishwasher & then nuked the silverware. SWALLOWED the earrings & tried putting the pills in my ears; unfortunately this meant I had to go to the E.R. & get them out, + was one of the reasons why I lost the custody of my kids.......but it's nice to know someone with out a TBI can still have TBI moments.

My care giver and I were sittin' around one night drinking shots of tequila and beer, at least three sheets to the wind when i decided to clean my hand gun.
It's a Colt .45 with a hair trigger, always locked and loaded with hollow point hydro-shock bullets (a very dangerous round that can stop an elephant if properly placed)

So I got the sucker in my hand getting ready to strip it down when I sneeze uncontrollably, pull the trigger and a round goes off hitting Raul my lil' Puerto Rican cabana boy, as I like to call my c/g.

Great big ol' chunk of his shoulder, 'bout the size of a baseball dislodges it self from his body and slaps against the wall behind him. Blood every where, he starts to laugh, I start to laugh. He's laughin' so hard he falls on the floor and craps himself. I'm laughin' so much beer and Cuervo Gold start sqirtin' outa my nose, which stings something awful which make me laugh even harder.

Man oh man the stuff that happens when we're together. Big fun I'll tell you.
Anyway, my funny little story for the day.

E-dog

E-Dog, you are not right in the head....(but I'm pretty sure that you've heard that before and probably by medical professionals)

However, I love reading your posts--they always make me smile

I wonder if I should get my husband a cabana boy...

My fiance was holding some of my stuff, including a pleated kilt-like skirt, while I was trying to find my car keys. When I got to my keys, he handed me everything but the skirt, which he laid across his lap. He then picked up either leg and "kicked" it out and started humming the music from Riverdance.

Yay, pee humor!

Awhile ago, hubby's leg bag backed up somehow, along with his condom cath. Luckily the condom cath didn't come off just bulged out. Needless to say we freaked out and ran to the bathroom to empty his leg bag. When I tried to empty it, the valve didn't work nothing was draining. I quickly realized that I'm going to have to cut the tubing connecting the condom cath to the leg bag to let the whole thing drain, meanwhile the condom cath is still bulging away. I quickly grab scissors and proceed to cut the tube. Pee goes spraying everywhere - especially on my FACE and all over me in general. We can't stop laughing! I'm soaked and we have to leave the house soon to meet people for lunch. Hubby is completely dry and I get him reconnected and me into dry clothes. Thankfully, this hasn't happened again!

When I was in hospital, right after my first surgery, middle age nurse came into my room to give me a a shot of some kind of medicine in my ass! She said "comon relax, will ya" and at that moment I uncontrollably farted!
She said again: "I assume, you are relaxed now"
"Yep", I said, and we all started laughing.
No doubt, funny and smelly at the same time ;)

nothing like pee all over you or random farts...happens all the time here, and all you can do is laugh at it, because if the worse thing that happens all day is that I get a little pee on me or Duke passes gas at an inapropriate time, then it's a good day

BF calls me "the butt whisperer" cuz when ever I fart it just sounds like air being let out of a bicycle tire.

So early one morning I'm walking along the beach in France (this was before getting gimped). The sun's just coming up when all of a sudden on the horizon I spot the entire brittish navey headed for shore! U-boats loaded right full of soldiers and they look determined. So me and rosevelt make a run for it, but he wants to stop for a drink. So we find some stolen french wine in an abandoned German truck, so we finish it off, then both a little snookered stumble back down the beach towards where the U-boats are landing. We thought we say paton but it turned out to be helmet stuck on a beached manetee. While once we realised what it was we wernt gunna let it go to waste! So we built a big bonfire right there on the beach, and roasted manetee chunks on bayonets, German artilery flying overhead. Eventually the Germans retreated, so we decided we should try and loot some German guns or French artwork. While long story short we ended up in Berlin and I was going to leg wrestle Hitler. I won, but he said I cheated because the Jews put a vodoo curse on him. I spent the next 2 years in a POW camp controled by comadant klink. There was a radio in the coffee pot. Anyway, the moral of the story is stay away from the beaches in France!

Lol, these have been funny.

I am so glad that my fiancee & I both deal with the situation using humor. Its helped me a lot, being able to joke about it with him. We are both just really silly people in general & I was worried that his SCI would become a "taboo" topic but it hasn't been and we've been poking fun at the situation since it happened in October.