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Had an accident as a car passenger in 1979, went through the windscreen. Taken to hospital with a severe dislocation of the shoulder, cuts, lacerations, bruises etc thinking nobody was in more pain than me. Was moaning and groaning because they wouldn't give me anymore painkillers because I had to go for surgery next morning.
I looked across to the opposite bed in the ward and there was a guy, awake, looking at me with his arm in the air and all sorts of pully's and weights attached to a cast covering his arm. Not a peep from him. I asked him what he'd done and he said his arm had been trapped in a steel press and flattened. Needless to say, I shut up crying for the rest of the night.
 
I have had a fair few accidents tbf. No one really hurt which is all that counts.

The craziest one I had was in Pontypridd. While I was at Uni. I’d had an argument with the mrs when leaving the pub, booted the car tyre and hurt my foot as a result, so I was driving one footed and not my right foot. First error. Pulled into the petrol station for late night munchies but as I did, noticed revving from the engine. Panicked (second mistake), took foot off clutch for some unknown reason. Car lurched forwards towards second hand car showroom, I panicked again, turned wheel to avoid hitting tons of cars and glass showroom window but went straight into the pumps. Petroleum spewed out like Old Faithful about 30 feet into the air. Fortunately they have a shut off from the main tank but they still sent the fire brigade out and made Pontypridd main road like Bournemouth beach - sand everywhere!! Road closed for 2hrs+.
I got breathalysed, arrested, taken to station but passed the test at the station. I’ve never touched even one bevvie and driven since!!
V lucky lad indeed!
 

One other one I had was during the war, about 1943/44 when I was 7 or 8. We were playing football in the street. The ball went into the gutter on the other side of the road but we had to stop as a lorry came down the road. I was determined to get to the ball first and as the lorry went past I darted across the road and ran straight into a guy riding a bike. The handlebar hit me in the face and gave me a large cut immediately below my right eye. They carried me into a nearby house, blood everywhere. The man in the house got a bottle of iodene and poured it into the cut. That hurt more than the impact. It was decided that the man's son would take me to Walton Hospital. The man on the bike, who was in RAF uniform, gave the man's son sixpence for the fares and he also gave me sixpence. There was no point in me going home as my parents had gone out (they only went out about once a year) and there was only the baby sitter at our house looking after my young sister. We got the tram to Queens Drive and then the bus to Walton Hospital. The lad left me in A&E and went home. They tried to stitch the wound but it was so close to the eye, they couldn't do it. They booked me in but I had to go in the men's ward as there was no room in the children's ward. They came for me late in the evening and took me to the operating theatre to do the stitching. It didn't half hurt. That night, after panic visit from my parents, I was kept awake all night by the man in the bed opposite moaning and groaning. Next morning, two guys came with a trolley and a black cloth, loaded this guy on to the trolley, covered him up with the cloth and wheeled him out. Even at that tender age I knew what was going on. The man in the next bed had both his arms and both his legs in plaster and on pulleys. He had two black eyes and cuts and bruises all over his face. He used to ask me to get things for him and told me that he had fallen off his motor bike. A few days later, the man in the next bed on the other side told me that he had upset some bad men. The nurses arranged for a lad from the children's ward to come up to see me. He had been in the hospital for a while and knew his way around. One day he took me to watch a man have the dressing changed on his amputated leg. The nurse didn't seem to mind, nor the man. I was in for 10 days and stayed in the men's ward for the whole time. After a couple of days I realised the advantages. At visiting times, the wives and girlfriends of the men all used to come and fuss me and bring sweets and chocolates, so, in the end, I was slightly disappointed to be discharged! The police came for a statement but being an honest lad, I told them it was my own fault.
 
As a young kid I was getting a ride on my mates bike, a chipper.
We went down the side street next to West Minister road baths (when it was there)
As we got to West Minister Road a car came round the bend from nowhere. He jumped off and I carried on into the path of the car.
I went onto the bonnet over the roof and landed on the road. Luckily that happened, if I'd have went under the car I'd have been toast probably.
Woke up as the ambulance arrived, shaken but no real injuries, cuts and bruises.
My mother came to the hospital, happy I was ok but had a cob on 'cos she was supposed to go the Bingo that night.
 
Baines' left foot said:
Nearly lost a testicle and more after attempting to climb over a spiked fence which was fixed on top of a moss covered stone wall when I was 14.

Fortunately I was only 100 yards from home and managed to run back off the adrenaline. Passed out as soon as I got in and next thing I knew I was in hospital. I tried to go to the toilet and the urine came out of the hole in my scrotum and I started to panic a bit. The pain was immense. The spike has gone through my scrotum and cut my urethra.

I spent two weeks at home with a catheter and urine bag strapped to my leg whilst my urethra healed. Could have been a lot worse.
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Broke a bone in my back whilst watching a game of football. Doctor said roughly an inch away from being permanently paralyzed. Closest I've been to serious damage.
 

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