I was out to lunch with a friend and we were discussing our most gruesome injuries. He once had a snowboard accident that caused his Tibia to fracture and protrude out of his skin. While I've personally had some breaks, any injury I had was vanilla by comparison. Except one, which I didn't feel like relating to him for reasons that'll become obvious. So I'll share it here instead!
Only a year ago I was sitting at my desk late at night doing some crafts with a surgical knife, using one of those blades that taper to a razor tip. I was done, and was removing the tip from the handle when I fumbled it. Now, that was a nice handle, made of stainless steel, and with some decent heft to it, and wouldn't you know it but that blade fell point down towards my crotch area. It was summertime, and all I was wearing were thin shorts. That blade went through the shorts, my underwear....and straight into the head of my penis.
Let that sink in a moment.
Shock caused me to pull the blade out immediately. Then the pain hit. My first thought was "Oh my god, did I just seriously mess myself up to the point I'll need a hospital visit to correct?". Followed immediately by my second thought "Holy crap, that's a lot of blood". I mean, it was pooling in my computer chair. I sat there long enough to register that the blade was bloody about half an inch deep, then I stumbled to the washroom with blood running down my leg and stripped. At first I couldn't even tell where the injury was because there was so much blood. I sat on the floor with a wet, soapy wash cloth cleaning up the blood. Kudos to my body's ability to clot, because the bleeding stopped within a couple minutes, though I think that's common with puncture wounds. I hopped in the shower and cleaned up vigorously, and let me tell you that was less than enjoyable, but I wasn't about to have my dick rot off.
I probably should have seen a doctor at that point, but that sounded dreadful so I held off. And surprisingly the pain tapered rather quickly. By one week after there was no more than a dull ache, and by two weeks there was barely a visual mark. Just a rather unpleasant memory that still makes me flinch.
Made me think though: if my penis hadn't been in the way, that blade could very well have pierced my femoral artery. Lucky? That said, I'm going to go ahead and not recommend using your junk as a shield.
Only a year ago I was sitting at my desk late at night doing some crafts with a surgical knife, using one of those blades that taper to a razor tip. I was done, and was removing the tip from the handle when I fumbled it. Now, that was a nice handle, made of stainless steel, and with some decent heft to it, and wouldn't you know it but that blade fell point down towards my crotch area. It was summertime, and all I was wearing were thin shorts. That blade went through the shorts, my underwear....and straight into the head of my penis.
Let that sink in a moment.
Shock caused me to pull the blade out immediately. Then the pain hit. My first thought was "Oh my god, did I just seriously mess myself up to the point I'll need a hospital visit to correct?". Followed immediately by my second thought "Holy crap, that's a lot of blood". I mean, it was pooling in my computer chair. I sat there long enough to register that the blade was bloody about half an inch deep, then I stumbled to the washroom with blood running down my leg and stripped. At first I couldn't even tell where the injury was because there was so much blood. I sat on the floor with a wet, soapy wash cloth cleaning up the blood. Kudos to my body's ability to clot, because the bleeding stopped within a couple minutes, though I think that's common with puncture wounds. I hopped in the shower and cleaned up vigorously, and let me tell you that was less than enjoyable, but I wasn't about to have my dick rot off.
I probably should have seen a doctor at that point, but that sounded dreadful so I held off. And surprisingly the pain tapered rather quickly. By one week after there was no more than a dull ache, and by two weeks there was barely a visual mark. Just a rather unpleasant memory that still makes me flinch.
Made me think though: if my penis hadn't been in the way, that blade could very well have pierced my femoral artery. Lucky? That said, I'm going to go ahead and not recommend using your junk as a shield.
My season is gone and currently I'm basically disabled. I can't do up shoe laces one-handed so I ordered some velcro walking shoes so I can have some activity.
