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[Muskie]

Back story Jan 2008 my son and some friends sneak out of the house at 130am it is in the single digits temperature wise outside. They decide to climb up on the school roof and my son and a girl are leaning against a skylight. It shatters they fall 33 feet to the gym floor. he breaks spur bones on c6/7 l4/5 and his pelvis, horribly she perishes. 1 week later he is home and is healed physically a few months later no issues other than pain in his neck.

Fast forward August 2, 2011, my son is the head lifeguard/swim instructor and camp counselor at a local sleep away camp. He is in an organized relay race amongst lifeguards being taped to show campers the next day he runs into the lake preforms a shallow dive that he has taught all the lifeguards and students hundreds of times. He hits the water, his life has changed forever c5 complete. Funny he basically walks away from a fall of 33 feet only to be injured doing something he has practice and taught hundreds of times. He still swears he did not hit anything, everyone who has watched the tape can't figure out what went wrong.

[The Black Sheep]

tallgirl, on 17 April 2012 - 10:54 AM, said:

The Black Sheep, on 16 April 2012 - 07:07 PM, said:

I have been going through these posts again and I'm surprised to see how many people were diagnosed with TM. I was told it was extremely, extremely rare, and it took 4 neurologists 3 months to diagnose me back in 1998. Sounds like a few of you guys were assumed to have TM, then it changed. TM must be trying to become the new Polio, or something.

Hi Black,
I thought exactly the same....it's scary how the docs don't know too much about Myelitis. Before I left the hospital one asked me if I had been on a foreign holiday and were bitten by a mosquito.....if they don't know we're bummed...;oP

I was asked that repeatedly by the same doctors over and over again, or if I'd been near any dead deer (really?) or camping out in the woods. Most of them asked about mosquitoes and ticks... foreign ticks. HAHA. I guess I can kind of understand how confused and desperate they were for an answer... but the questions were really weird.

[Ratticis]

The Black Sheep, on 17 April 2012 - 11:24 PM, said:

tallgirl, on 17 April 2012 - 10:54 AM, said:

The Black Sheep, on 16 April 2012 - 07:07 PM, said:

I have been going through these posts again and I'm surprised to see how many people were diagnosed with TM. I was told it was extremely, extremely rare, and it took 4 neurologists 3 months to diagnose me back in 1998. Sounds like a few of you guys were assumed to have TM, then it changed. TM must be trying to become the new Polio, or something.

Hi Black,
I thought exactly the same....it's scary how the docs don't know too much about Myelitis. Before I left the hospital one asked me if I had been on a foreign holiday and were bitten by a mosquito.....if they don't know we're bummed...;oP

I was asked that repeatedly by the same doctors over and over again, or if I'd been near any dead deer (really?) or camping out in the woods. Most of them asked about mosquitoes and ticks... foreign ticks. HAHA. I guess I can kind of understand how confused and desperate they were for an answer... but the questions were really weird.

I had one prevert that kept asking if I stuck anything up my ass. Really? OK, so I had a ruptured bowel and their are some freaks out there, so I can understand asking once, but isn't no good enough? Apparently not. By the 3rd or 4th time I told him to f*@k off already

[The Black Sheep]

Or maybe he was "interested"...?

Sometimes I wonder what a doctor is thinking. They see some weird sh-- sometimes, I'm sure. My mom is a nurse and she came home one day telling us about this one patient who thought it would be arousing to shove a pen in his urethra.

A Pen.... in his urethra. Yeah.

[Ratticis]

When my aunt was still still in training she was working emergency one night when some guy came in with a vacume cleaner hose stuck on his . . . self. Tried to get to friendly with the vacume then got stuck

Edited by Ratticis, 18 April 2012 - 01:48 AM.

[tallgirl]

The Black Sheep, on 18 April 2012 - 12:53 AM, said:

Or maybe he was "interested"...?

Sometimes I wonder what a doctor is thinking. They see some weird sh-- sometimes, I'm sure. My mom is a nurse and she came home one day telling us about this one patient who thought it would be arousing to shove a pen in his urethra.

A Pen.... in his urethra. Yeah.

Ratticis, on 18 April 2012 - 01:27 AM, said:

When my aunt was still still in training she was working emergency one night when some guy came in with a vacume cleaner hose stuck on his . . . self. Tried to get to friendly with the vacume then got stuck

Why oh why do people want to put things into their orifices if they don't have to........I bet all of us could do without doing so....

[easttnmarine]

Spent my youth doing the football & wrestling thing in school, primarily to have a distraction from my"family" & our deplorable living conditions. I saw the military as my best option for building a decent life for myself & the children I planned to have some day & saw the Marine Corps as the best fit for me. Finished high school & went to boot camp. Following boot camp I was offered the chance to transfer from active to the reserves & go to college "on their dime", so I jumped at the opportunity since NO ONE on either side of my family had ever even stepped foot in a college classroom.
Did the college thing & then off th Quantico to get my commission. Fast forward just a touch over 17 years & a situation in Iraq went bad, resulting in me being bodily (as in NOT by an explosion) through a plate glass window onto the sidewalk. In & of itself, not that big of a problem. However, the fact that we were on the 4th floor added a few complications to the situation. Suffice it to say I literally broke more bones than not.
19 months of hospitals, surgeries (not done yet, just had another one on April 12th), & in-patient rehab, then I came home. Good friends (in & out of the Corps), meeting others with SCIs, multiple amputations, MS. ALS, TBI, etc., combined with a realization that there was still a LOT more I could still do compared to the relatively few I couldn't & being too stubborn/stupid too quit & here I amjust over 8 years later.
I'm married to an incredible woman (my wife at the time of my injury "couldn't handle it all" & together we are raising a wonderful 11 yr old girl who refers to her stepmother as "Mom" & her mother as her "bio-mom".
I'm blessed enough to be a comfortably successful business owner & just keep on doing life.

[Zack]

In 1981 the drinking age in New York 18, while it was 21 just 6 miles away in New Jersey. Myself and a Friend walked out of a Disco Bar to the loud sound of fighting going on to the far side of the parking lot. We ran there and found a large group of 15 to 17 year olds beating on two 18 year olds from New Jerey. We stopped the beating, found the 2 from New Jersey took a bus to my town in NY where they'd be old enough to drink.
Knowing I had to get them back to Jeraey to keep the crowd of Punks from ganging back up on them if my friend and I just walked away after stopping it, I told them forcefully since they even looked scared of my friend and I, your getting in my car and I'm giving you a ride back to Jersey. This drive not being in my plans prior I was in a rush, a rush enough to drive near 80 miles an hour on the straight aways of a road I knew like the back of my hand. Like most towns there's that one turn that most of the auto accidents happen on by out of towners not familiar with it and how much you must slow down to make it around it in one piece. Well i under estimated how much i needed to slow down thinking I knew this turn so well and slid right off the other side. I thank God no one else was hurt every day, knowing sci life too well.

The Road to Hell is paved with good intentions! I'm still on the good intention road as often as I can be.

Edited by Zack, 23 April 2012 - 06:50 AM.

[Zack]

 easttnmarine, on 22 April 2012 - 11:30 AM, said:

Spent my youth doing the football & wrestling thing in school, primarily to have a distraction from my"family" & our deplorable living conditions. I saw the military as my best option for building a decent life for myself & the children I planned to have some day & saw the Marine Corps as the best fit for me. Finished high school & went to boot camp. Following boot camp I was offered the chance to transfer from active to the reserves & go to college "on their dime", so I jumped at the opportunity since NO ONE on either side of my family had ever even stepped foot in a college classroom.
Did the college thing & then off th Quantico to get my commission. Fast forward just a touch over 17 years & a situation in Iraq went bad, resulting in me being bodily (as in NOT by an explosion) through a plate glass window onto the sidewalk. In & of itself, not that big of a problem. However, the fact that we were on the 4th floor added a few complications to the situation. Suffice it to say I literally broke more bones than not.
19 months of hospitals, surgeries (not done yet, just had another one on April 12th), & in-patient rehab, then I came home. Good friends (in & out of the Corps), meeting others with SCIs, multiple amputations, MS. ALS, TBI, etc., combined with a realization that there was still a LOT more I could still do compared to the relatively few I couldn't & being too stubborn/stupid too quit & here I amjust over 8 years later.
I'm married to an incredible woman (my wife at the time of my injury "couldn't handle it all" & together we are raising a wonderful 11 yr old girl who refers to her stepmother as "Mom" & her mother as her "bio-mom".
I'm blessed enough to be a comfortably successful business owner & just keep on doing life.

Thank you for Serving. Semper fi !!!