carniegirl818
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All I ever did was fall on my ass so many times in one night that I cracked my tailbone.
Injuries while high and or drunk...?
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Br1tannia
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The only one i remember properly was cutting one of my knuckles open on a rusty pipe my my front door key hole, not feeling it but my friend saw blood streaming down my hand, because i as so fucked up on mephedrone we both decided it would be funny for me to punc object very hard to make things worse. So i punched walls, my fridge, cupboards and also shoved amounts of salt and lemon juice in for the shits, it didnt hurt one bit amazingly. I am left with a faint scar and an embarressing memory
ohshea
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^whaaa...??
When I was 15 I was at a rave on meth and mdma. When i roll i tend to get stuck doing one weird dance move for the entire night. This particular night i kept bouncing and hopping on the balls of my feet. Next day i couldnt even put pressure or walk if i tried. Weeks went by until i went to the doctor. I broke bones in my feet by dancing too long, a stress fracture. Had a cast for two months.
Was tied up w duct tape after a meth fueled sexcapde. Flinched when the tape was veing cut and knife sliced off tip of my finger.
When I was 15 I was at a rave on meth and mdma. When i roll i tend to get stuck doing one weird dance move for the entire night. This particular night i kept bouncing and hopping on the balls of my feet. Next day i couldnt even put pressure or walk if i tried. Weeks went by until i went to the doctor. I broke bones in my feet by dancing too long, a stress fracture. Had a cast for two months.
Was tied up w duct tape after a meth fueled sexcapde. Flinched when the tape was veing cut and knife sliced off tip of my finger.
Seyer
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Ouchhhh! Ive danced for 10 hours straight, and I was in pain but nothing like that. Damnn.
tentram
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Haha this is a great thread off to a primo start.
How havent i injured myself while drunk and/or high would be easier to answer.
The last major incident goes back around 18 months ago where i was at a backpackers. Was drinking in the bar and befriended a fellow aussie when we decided to go on the prowl to pick up some women. At one stage after a few beers i ducked up to my room for a mouthful of 'suave' beans, aka - valium because i was low on beer money. Then old mate started ordering us a jug each at some point.
Before waking up in hospital the next morning hooked up to a few machines and catheters sticking out of me the last few etchings of memory include me getting close, hugging almost getting my mac on with this extremely pretty, young girl of asian persuasion.
Cut to me thinking id skipped down just a few steps and not actually going head first down a full flight having my right eyebrow take full impact and splitting hardcore requiring badass stitches. The impact on my left shoulder was enough to lose a great deal of strength and mobility for months beyond the accident.
So back to waking up in bospital with no idea how or why i was there until i noticed a blood soaked shirt and a huge egg on my head. I think the nurses thought i tried committing suicide one way or anither because i explained to them i took my usual dosage of valium and TWO (lol) drinks which they knew was bullshit and.confirmed it with a breathyliser test which read something like .15% bac over 12 hours after being admitted.
They wanted me to stay around so they could monitor me and looking back i should have done. I just wanted to get back to my bed, more valium and a nice looong sleep to recouperate. So i left the hospital with half my face patched up and still pretty fucked up,walking through the middle of the brisbane cbd at like 8am and gawked at by all the suits on their way to work lol.
For months after i was having short term memory lapses and just forgetting EVERYTHING. Dizzy spells. Disorientation and confusion would set in. All these alarming side effects. I had numerous amounts of head scans etc and they were all fine thank god. I forget the actual term of concussion it was put down to but it was still extremely concerning more so because i was going through drug psychosis and general neltdown at the time. So every little symptom meant i definitely had brain damage!
How havent i injured myself while drunk and/or high would be easier to answer.
The last major incident goes back around 18 months ago where i was at a backpackers. Was drinking in the bar and befriended a fellow aussie when we decided to go on the prowl to pick up some women. At one stage after a few beers i ducked up to my room for a mouthful of 'suave' beans, aka - valium because i was low on beer money. Then old mate started ordering us a jug each at some point.
Before waking up in hospital the next morning hooked up to a few machines and catheters sticking out of me the last few etchings of memory include me getting close, hugging almost getting my mac on with this extremely pretty, young girl of asian persuasion.
Cut to me thinking id skipped down just a few steps and not actually going head first down a full flight having my right eyebrow take full impact and splitting hardcore requiring badass stitches. The impact on my left shoulder was enough to lose a great deal of strength and mobility for months beyond the accident.
So back to waking up in bospital with no idea how or why i was there until i noticed a blood soaked shirt and a huge egg on my head. I think the nurses thought i tried committing suicide one way or anither because i explained to them i took my usual dosage of valium and TWO (lol) drinks which they knew was bullshit and.confirmed it with a breathyliser test which read something like .15% bac over 12 hours after being admitted.
They wanted me to stay around so they could monitor me and looking back i should have done. I just wanted to get back to my bed, more valium and a nice looong sleep to recouperate. So i left the hospital with half my face patched up and still pretty fucked up,walking through the middle of the brisbane cbd at like 8am and gawked at by all the suits on their way to work lol.
For months after i was having short term memory lapses and just forgetting EVERYTHING. Dizzy spells. Disorientation and confusion would set in. All these alarming side effects. I had numerous amounts of head scans etc and they were all fine thank god. I forget the actual term of concussion it was put down to but it was still extremely concerning more so because i was going through drug psychosis and general neltdown at the time. So every little symptom meant i definitely had brain damage!
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Lmao, sad. Funny tho.
This one time probably 4 years ago idk, I was 16 but I just finished a blunt with this girl I just started dating. We were in her car, I was in the passenger side. I was also pretty gone off 2 xannie bars (drug tolerance very low at this time) & couple hydros. While in this euphoric, judgment impaired state of excitement when she parked at my house so I could go inside & get my bong. In a failed attempt to act suave & cool in front of this beautiful girl, I slid out the passenger door & tried sliding over the hood of her car (like in movies lol) to the other side, which would of been bad ass had I pulled it off. But i judged it poorly & my leg went over the sharp, SHARP, top of her license plate, slicing the side of my calf WIDE OPEN. About 3 inches across n a inch or so deep -_- felted it immediatley but played it off running inside my house, only for my dad to be yelling that i was bleeding all over the floor.. I called her from INSIDE the hosue n told her I couldnt chill anymore I had to go to the hospital -_- Embarassing
AHAHAHhahahaha this shit had me crying from laughing...."my dad was yelling I was bleeding all over the floor" hahahah fucking classic man.
Tiesto
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2 weeks ago, I downed 4x473ml cans of Budweiser, than drank a 750ml bottle of vodka in quite a short time period. Needless to say I begged my friend to take me to his place (cuz I was having problems at my house with my family) he did (I know he didn't want to but I've been his boy since he was a kid, so he couldn't really say no), and when I'm in the car I black out. The next day I wake up and he has to explain to me everything that went down the night before.
Apparently when our boy dropped us off at his place (around 4am) I was so wasted I kept falling all over the driveway. I mean falling hard. Like smacking my head and bouncing off the pavement. Scraping my knees and shit. He told me I tried to get him to fight him multiple time during the night - I would stand up and just start yelling "FIGHT ME NIGGA! FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" and he'd be like "calm the fuck down man." Then at one point I got up and said "SLAP ME - SLAP ME - SLAP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!" so he kinda does a slap on my face. And I reply with "YOU SMACK LIKE A BITCH!!!!!!!!!!! SMACK ME FOR REAL PUSSY!" So he BITCH SLAPS ME HARD. And then I just turn and look at him and say "THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!" and sit back down and shut the fuck up.
Apparently he tried to "level me out" at one point in the night by giving me a fat line of yayz, but that didn't have any effect at all (I don't even remember doing the line.)
Then the next day when we are leaving his house, he points to the ground and says "bro, you see this massive line in the snow that leads up to the door? that you. that's all you. i literally dragged your drunk ass from the car to my gate. then i thought 'wait, I should tell him to get the fuck up, cuz it looks sketchy for an asian to be draggin a whiteboy from the driveway into the backyard at 4 in the fucking morning.' The thing that worried me most was how the fuck you'd be able to get down my stairs to my place, I didn't want you to fall and crack ur head. But somehow once you got to the door you managed to pull yourself together to get down the stairs..."
Yea. Bad. Real bad. I only drink in that excess when I'm mad at life lol.
Apparently when our boy dropped us off at his place (around 4am) I was so wasted I kept falling all over the driveway. I mean falling hard. Like smacking my head and bouncing off the pavement. Scraping my knees and shit. He told me I tried to get him to fight him multiple time during the night - I would stand up and just start yelling "FIGHT ME NIGGA! FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" and he'd be like "calm the fuck down man." Then at one point I got up and said "SLAP ME - SLAP ME - SLAP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!" so he kinda does a slap on my face. And I reply with "YOU SMACK LIKE A BITCH!!!!!!!!!!! SMACK ME FOR REAL PUSSY!" So he BITCH SLAPS ME HARD. And then I just turn and look at him and say "THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!" and sit back down and shut the fuck up.
Apparently he tried to "level me out" at one point in the night by giving me a fat line of yayz, but that didn't have any effect at all (I don't even remember doing the line.)
Then the next day when we are leaving his house, he points to the ground and says "bro, you see this massive line in the snow that leads up to the door? that you. that's all you. i literally dragged your drunk ass from the car to my gate. then i thought 'wait, I should tell him to get the fuck up, cuz it looks sketchy for an asian to be draggin a whiteboy from the driveway into the backyard at 4 in the fucking morning.' The thing that worried me most was how the fuck you'd be able to get down my stairs to my place, I didn't want you to fall and crack ur head. But somehow once you got to the door you managed to pull yourself together to get down the stairs..."
Yea. Bad. Real bad. I only drink in that excess when I'm mad at life lol.
phenethylo J
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Once on a bunch of mxe I got the bright idea to use a very huge knife to cut off a slice of bread that was frozen solid and sliced open the side of my thumb on the cuticle.
This other time during the come down of an amazing positive s-ketamine trip at around 3:00am or so I turned my music off and I went to go to the bathroom and brush my teeth so I could enjoy my come down in silence until I fell asleep. During my trip I kept getting hallucinations of my surroundings when my eyes were closed. So when I was walking back to my room with all the lights out and thought I was about to walk through my doorway but missed it by 6 inches smacking right into a wall slamming my forehead super hard. I let out a blood curtling scream then turn around and punch another splitting my knuckle open pretty bad. It was an outside corner wall so it was allot more solid then If I would of hit in the middle of the wall. My mom walks out of her room to see me holding my face with a bunch of blood dripping out of my hand onto the floor. It happened over a year ago and I still have a scar on my hand were I split my knuckle open.
This other time during the come down of an amazing positive s-ketamine trip at around 3:00am or so I turned my music off and I went to go to the bathroom and brush my teeth so I could enjoy my come down in silence until I fell asleep. During my trip I kept getting hallucinations of my surroundings when my eyes were closed. So when I was walking back to my room with all the lights out and thought I was about to walk through my doorway but missed it by 6 inches smacking right into a wall slamming my forehead super hard. I let out a blood curtling scream then turn around and punch another splitting my knuckle open pretty bad. It was an outside corner wall so it was allot more solid then If I would of hit in the middle of the wall. My mom walks out of her room to see me holding my face with a bunch of blood dripping out of my hand onto the floor. It happened over a year ago and I still have a scar on my hand were I split my knuckle open.
ComfortablyNumb95
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^^^ ouch!
i've never injuried myself while high, but a friend of mine did in quite a funny way.
I live in Verona, Italy, so in the city centre near the train station we have these ancient roman walls.
well one night me, a friend of mine and his brother whom we'll call L were high on lorazepam and DXM and a bit of alcohol (crazy night btw which also involved my friend puking in the bus and trying to roll an hash joint with fresh grass cause we didn't have any tobacco) and had to go back home from the train station and decided that it was a good idea to take a shortcut walking on these ancient roman ruins to get back to the station (of course it was a BAD BAD idea but we were fairly intoxicated so it didn't seem so atm)
so we walk on this wall which was maybe 4-5 metres high and when it was over we had to climb down the wall to get to the station, i was heading back because it didn't look that safe but L didn't agree, so he tries to jump down the wall and of course hurts himself breaking his leg and injurying his hand and feet.
to this day i don't know how he managed to climb an iron gate which was probably 2-3 metres high in that condition in order to reach us.
apparently we sat on a bench for hours cause when i came home it was 4-5 a.m. in the morning, or maybe we skated waiting for L's mother to pick us up. i don't really remember because of, you know, the drugs
i've never injuried myself while high, but a friend of mine did in quite a funny way.
I live in Verona, Italy, so in the city centre near the train station we have these ancient roman walls.
well one night me, a friend of mine and his brother whom we'll call L were high on lorazepam and DXM and a bit of alcohol (crazy night btw which also involved my friend puking in the bus and trying to roll an hash joint with fresh grass cause we didn't have any tobacco) and had to go back home from the train station and decided that it was a good idea to take a shortcut walking on these ancient roman ruins to get back to the station (of course it was a BAD BAD idea but we were fairly intoxicated so it didn't seem so atm)
so we walk on this wall which was maybe 4-5 metres high and when it was over we had to climb down the wall to get to the station, i was heading back because it didn't look that safe but L didn't agree, so he tries to jump down the wall and of course hurts himself breaking his leg and injurying his hand and feet.
to this day i don't know how he managed to climb an iron gate which was probably 2-3 metres high in that condition in order to reach us.
apparently we sat on a bench for hours cause when i came home it was 4-5 a.m. in the morning, or maybe we skated waiting for L's mother to pick us up. i don't really remember because of, you know, the drugs
subutex_junkie
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As a teen, I got hurt somewhat often from doing stupid shit intoxicated. I once was trying to break into a friends house drunk. My friend was with me and we were locked out so I climbed to a second story window and fell, I hit a brick wall face first and also fucked my leg up and had a limp for about 2 weeks, all in all I was okay though. In my past, I'd always for some reason jump out of moving cars when I was really fucked up, I'd panic and just want to escape ASAP, several times I jumped out going a good 15-20mph and went rolling and fucked up my arms and legs from rolling after jumping out lol. I once got into a fight when I was drunk and got beat up pretty badly by some guy who was like twice my age, I was only like 15, that was kind of fucked up that an adult would beat the shit out of a drunk teenager, now I'm only in my mid 20's but I'd never hit anyone who didn't look at least 18, I'm better then that, fighting a drunk 15 year old is pretty pathetic for someone my age to do IMO.
My 2 worst injuries happened once I got a bit older, 1st I crashed a car while high, I tried stupidly jumping the car over a hill and obviously I crashed, busting my face open in the process and I was in pain for about a week after the crash. The final injury happened when I was being really stupid, to remain anonymous I can't really say too much or people IRL probably will know who I am but while slightly fucked up on benzos and diphenhydramine, I accidently shot myself in a non lethal area of my body with a BB gun. It was somewhat of an accident, I didn't consciously intent to shoot myself that day but I guess that I could have subconsciously pulled the trigger, knowing I'd get opiates if I got hit. Well I went to the ER to take care of the injury and sure enough, I got a ton of opiates in the hospital and a big scrip of an opiate to take home too :D
My 2 worst injuries happened once I got a bit older, 1st I crashed a car while high, I tried stupidly jumping the car over a hill and obviously I crashed, busting my face open in the process and I was in pain for about a week after the crash. The final injury happened when I was being really stupid, to remain anonymous I can't really say too much or people IRL probably will know who I am but while slightly fucked up on benzos and diphenhydramine, I accidently shot myself in a non lethal area of my body with a BB gun. It was somewhat of an accident, I didn't consciously intent to shoot myself that day but I guess that I could have subconsciously pulled the trigger, knowing I'd get opiates if I got hit. Well I went to the ER to take care of the injury and sure enough, I got a ton of opiates in the hospital and a big scrip of an opiate to take home too :D
BabyBritain
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Falling down the stairs HARD while drunk and on weed. I somehow managed to hurt my back with a step and it left a scar.
Also, trying to find a vein whith a hugeeeee needle while I was already on H (I knew I shouldn't be doing it but, you know how it is the inner voice that tells you:"hey, you are not that wasted, you'll do just fine..") I was fine that day, but in the morning I realized I must almost kind of stabbed my arm and damaged a lot of things as it was purple and I couldn't even move it. I was in pain for a week.
I love biking, so this day I was on codeine and valium coming back from a meeting whith my man, I was so excited and I have my earphones really loud. So I turn in a corner of a street and BANG! a freacking car hit me... or I hit it... it was stopped. But i feel off the bike and broke my wrist.
Also, trying to find a vein whith a hugeeeee needle while I was already on H (I knew I shouldn't be doing it but, you know how it is the inner voice that tells you:"hey, you are not that wasted, you'll do just fine..") I was fine that day, but in the morning I realized I must almost kind of stabbed my arm and damaged a lot of things as it was purple and I couldn't even move it. I was in pain for a week.
I love biking, so this day I was on codeine and valium coming back from a meeting whith my man, I was so excited and I have my earphones really loud. So I turn in a corner of a street and BANG! a freacking car hit me... or I hit it... it was stopped. But i feel off the bike and broke my wrist.
NotaCaterpillar
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Aside from the usual falls, bumps, and bruises I once nodded out on my arm at my computer desk. When I woke up my hand was floppy at the wrist and i had no sensation in half of my hand. It stayed that way for almost 4 months. Scared the shit out of me at the time. I couldnt close my hand fully, my pinkie and ring fingers were all messed up could only move them a little.
TweakFace
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Long story short, I was incredibly drunk and on way too much Xanax (around 20mg) and I ran my foot over with my own car. Probably one of the most painful things I've ever experienced in my life and most embarrassing to say the least.
Then the next 3-4 months I sat on a couch doing all the Oxy's my heart desired. My foot will never be 100% again though which really sucks.
Then the next 3-4 months I sat on a couch doing all the Oxy's my heart desired. My foot will never be 100% again though which really sucks.
weekend addiction
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I was going through a rough patch. My roughest to date. I took a bunch of klonopin and me and my buddy hit an AA meetings. Afterward we decided to get a 12 pack. At some point I stabbed myself with a knife. Like really stabbed myself in the thigh. Didn't hit anything serious. I felt fine but the next day I woke up in quite a lot of pain. So I went to the hospital, chugging codeine syrup on the way, and tried to get through the process without explaining the stab wound. They said they thought I did it on purpose but I am labeled a drug addict somewhere in my chart at that hospital unfortunately. They gave me some percs and put me out the door.
I walked on crutches for a week. After that my leg was good to go. I was a bit fucking crazy at the time one reason I don't touch hard drugs like I used to.
I walked on crutches for a week. After that my leg was good to go. I was a bit fucking crazy at the time one reason I don't touch hard drugs like I used to.
lockedbehindxanaxb
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Well too many to recall all of them but here's my most recent ok so this past weekend I went to this guy's house and we ate a bunch of zans and we're drinking some e and j lol well he got real fucked up and I found him butt ass naked on the bathroom floor lol so I had to carry him to bed so after laying him down I was pissed cuz he got too fucked up and passed out so I downed the rest of the liquor and smoked a few cigs then I got up to go to the bathroom and closed the door behind me lost my balance and fell hard as fuck on the side of the toilet lol it knocked the breath out of me and I couldn't get up that's all I remember then woke up the next morning still in the bathroom floor with throw up all on me and could barely move... went to the emergency room lol I broke 4 of my ribs and I'm still recovering lol gotta love them zans man 
SirTophamHat
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Never injured myself high or drunk, I'm much more self destructive sober. Unless you count falling off or down things on benzos, ive done that a plenty.
itsonlyme123
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Fractured skull and torn ligaments and cartilage in both knees after a fall high on ghb. Fractured 4 metatarsals again whilst high on ghb.