:smacks Crunchy for the thread title:
Hey Crunchy, glad you are ok. The thread title freaked me out a bit as well, especially with all this holiday depression that is going around.
Where’s the bad luck? I got a PS2, a free ride to the hospital (the cop doesn’t charge like the ambulance does), I didn’t pass out driving myself and wreck and maybe take someone to the hospital with me; it’s all a matter of perspective.
I would venture to say the cop pulling me over was rather lucky, in retrospect. Not only because it avoided a potentially dangerous situation of me passing out behind the wheel, but I also had to call my parents, which meant my dad was there to give blood so the hospital didn’t have to use up any of the blood they had stored. Actually, now that I think of it, that would’ve happened anyway, cuz they asked me if there was anyone I could call when they told me they wanted to put a pint of blood back in me. That’s when I called home and told them what happened and that I’d need a ride back to my car. And oh yeah, dad, as long as you’re coming by the hospital anyway, can I borrow a pint of blood?
So I guess the only unlucky thing was really the stupidity of cutting the wrong way with a knife, something common sense should’ve told me not to do in the first place.
Hey, Crunchy, sounds like you have a great grandfather!! He wouldn’t want to adopt a 40-year-old woman, would he???
Sorry about the wrist.
OMG Crunchy! Are you sure that you aren’t my husband? He’s had a run with electricity three times! And I never seem to be around when it happens.
Wow, kinda like when you never see superman and clark kent together.
I doubt it, he’s got 4 already. (I’m talking about my aunts! God you people can be so warped sometimes.)
Kricket - I’ve had a might more than 3 run ins with electricity. I used to work as an electrician before getting my current (and infinitely safer) desk job. If the volts were 277 or less, we almost always worked with the power on. I got so used to getting bit by 120V, that if I felt kinda sleepy, I would tough the live wire on purpose to wake myself up a little. Wouldn’t do that with anything higher than 120V though, and I don’t recommend it to all you kiddies out there reading at home. Remember kids, when I did that sort of thing I was a professional idiot.
{{{{{{Crunchy’s Grandfather}}}}}} What a wonderful story, he sounds charming! 
Reminds me of something my grandfather would have done (if he would have had more than one grandchild–I was his favourite by default).
Awww, how cute. Ummm… one time I jabbed some sort of carving tool into my finger and left a huge pool of blood on the art room floor. That was actually kinda cool…
Kricket - here’s the link to the mishap at my sister’s house, posted back when I was known as BratMan007.
And Mauvaise, yeah my grandpa’s great. He’s got about 8 grandkids (can’t keep up with all my cousins, I rarely see them). My sister was the first and I was the second. We are my grandfather’s favorites for being the first grandchild and then the first grandson. We’re also 2 of the 4 who haven’t been to prison (yes, I’ve been arrested numerous times, but no convictions) and we’re the only two to have gone to college (still hope for Haley though, she’s only 9). Plus as an ex-Marine who fought in Korea, he’s very proud that I had enlisted in the military. We were also 2 of only 3 grandchildren to show up at my Uncle Marty’s (his only son) funeral. (My mom’s sisters, with the exception of my aunt Linda, wanted little to do with Marty when they found he was gay, and even less to do with him when he found out he had AIDS. I guess that rubbed off on their kids. Linda was there, but Haley was only a toddler at the time, so actually my sister and I were the only 2 grandkids to show up of our own accord.)
Strange… I read so many suicidal stories at the wom… I knew yours was about an accident emidiately… call me psychich.
The new month is near… you ll soon be playing on the PS2 and blaming your bad performance on your wrist…
dodgy
Oh no, no, no. Regardless of what may be physically wrong with me, poor game playing is never a fault of mine or a sore writst, thumb, whatever. The problem of playing poorly cannot be traced back to me at all. It’s always the controller isn’t reponding right, there’s a button stuck, the game is slow, the graphics are poor, etc. Sometimes it’s just a stupid game and beneath me playing it anymore.
But it’s never my fault in any way. 
OMG, you had me scared! If I ever hear of you doing this again, I will personally come down to where you live to kick your ass! I’m glad you’re okay! If you be really, really nice I might send you any PS2 game or DVD you want for a get well soon gift! Take care of yourself and have fun playing your PS2! BTW, what’s your favorite game on PS?
Upon request of frightened posters I modified this thread title.
Hey Crunchy, give a thought to those that love you, okay?
your humble TubaDiva
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PS Sharpen that knife, it’s the dull ones that cause all the trouble. Maybe Santa shoulda brought you a whetstone.
Thanks, Tuba, I don’t know if you saw, but I already requested a name change in this thread. Next time, I’ll think first and if that doesn’t work, I’ll send off an email.
Thanks, Tuba! It is MUCH appreciated! 
You mean I can’t open my mail anymore?
BTW, favorite game would be whatever the lastest version of Triple Play baseball is. I also like the Crash Bandicoot, Spyro the Dragon, Final Fantasy, and football games.
did you ever get your car back, or is it still sitting along the highway, now without wheels, tires, engine, seats etc.
What a terrible thing to happen! I’ve had friends with hand-area accidents and they are a trial because the area is so vulnerable to stray bumps even walking along.
As to the funny looks, perhaps a loose longsleeved sweater is in order.
Hope you have a quick recovery.
I got the car back later that night. And BTW, in this part of town, the car would’ve been perfectly safe if I’d left it there overnight. Actually, it would’ve been safe till the city finally towed it.
Hey Crunchy, do you and my daughter have some kind of psychic connection? See here.
That’s freaky, Biggirl. But how did she cut herself with stemware? I was doing something stupid when I cut myself, what’s her excuse?