A spin off from the rotator cuff thread.
Maybe Doc and MarkSpindler will be so kind as to re-post their injury lists from the rotator cuff thread.
Doc provided the blank drawing to add injuries to.
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Hole in head from friend’s surfboard. He was paddling through a wave and let go his board just as I was riding by. We were in Mexico at the time and I didn’t really want to get stitches, so I lived with a bloody crater in my head for weeks.
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Hole in head from stranger’s surfboard. As I duck dove a wave the guy fell off and his board went nose first through my skull. I couldn’t speak for an hour, and must have been in shock since I stayed out for most of that hour, until a friend paddled up and said, “I can see your skull bone through all the blood. We should go to the hospital.” The ER doc spent a fair amount of time picking fiberglass out of my head before stitching me up and sending me home.
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Slash on bridge of nose from fin of my board. It was a windy day and the board flipped up and spun about ten times before clocking me on the nose.
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Crushed C-3 and C-4 discs. Actually from a boat in Alaska, but paddling doesn’t help and the whiplash from snowboarding made things really fun. If I sleep on my back my arms go all tingly then numb.
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Present rotator cuff b.s.
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Compression fractures of three thoracic vertebrae. From snowboarding, but exacerbated by a slip and fall on seaweed.
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Torn ligaments and impinged nerves from being snapped in half backwards while trying to duck dive a 15’ peak. It sounded as if every bone in my back popped as the wave hit. Thought I was dead on this one. As I was being rag dolled for what seemed like forever, I kept trying to feel my legs to see if they still worked. My understanding of the power of water in motion took a quantum leap forward on this one. ER doc shook her head after seeing the xrays (which also showed the compression fractures above) and told me I “needed to stop abusing” my body.
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As I made my way up a point break with slippery boulders, my right leg became wedged in between several boulders. Before I could extricate myself, I looked around in horror to see a large wall of white water rushing toward me. Whoosh…I was twirled around like a 4th of July spinner. Now my knee is REALLY flexible.
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Blown ankle. A falling lip kept throwing out just far enough to stay on my shoulder as I tried to straighten out. Eventually the wave pushed down so hard that my ankle gave out. Torn ligaments and six weeks in a cast.
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Bunion on big toe from rolling foot during cutbacks or tubes? The surgery was way worse than the original bunion.
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Plantar fasciitis. Like someone poking a burning stick into the arch of my foot.
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Surfer’s ear, both sides.
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In front of left ankle, an odd scar from Chile. As I jumped off the barnacle encrusted rocks in Arica, the water receded and my foot dragged along the barnacles until I hit deeper water. The funny thing is, the scar has always had a weird texture to it, as if the barnacles set up shop in my skin.
Will I ever quit? Did the Black Knight give up?