Campfire Fork enters 11 y/o's forehead

[Chimpie]

Meghan's 10-year old stepbrother was swinging a campfire roasting fork, when the handle came apart and the sharp metal flew out and lodged in Meghan's forehead. City maintenance worker Pierre Dunn was the first to reach her. He says, "I was kind of scared. Kind of scared. Because I've never seen anything like that before. Never seen a fork go inside someone's head."

Rest of the story here.

 

[MedicPrincess]

That poor boy! He will probably be screwed up for the rest of his life!

I sure hope she makes it through okay!

 

[CaptainPanic]

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!

I can only imagine what the boy is dealing with right now. Im sure his guilt will probably do more punishing than any beating ever would at this point. But still why didnt the mother/grandmother teach the kids NOT to play with sharp objects, and to NEVER sling them.

I wonder if the parents will be charged with negligence - in todays world it could happen.

I feel bad for the girl - if she does come out of this alive she will likely be a vegetable which is the sad part.

-CP

 

[TTLWHKR]

I doubt she'll be a veggie.. She's in a medically induced coma for a reason, they do this to most brain injury patients till they can figure the seriousness of the injury inside the skull. Makes me wonder if she didn't just collapse in shock, or if she collapsed and fell ONTO the fork. That kid would have to had be chucking that thing around pretty damn hard to make it go through a bone! My older brother hit me with a lawn dart, and it sort of richocheted off my *skull, and fell back out through the hole it went in. Left a nice little scar, but if it weren't for the profuse bleeding, a bandaid would have covered the evidence. :wacko:

Need more details.. Obviously they would know if it entered the brain, there would be blood or fluid gathered at the wound.

 

[Stevo]

poor kid(s)

 

[ResTech]

TTLWHKR... I got a laugh from your story about your brother hitting you in the head with a lawn dart.. thatz to funny.. I never done anything that extreme but it brought memories back of when my older brother was at the end of our yard and I happened to be holding the BB gun with a scope on it and I got curious how bad it would sting.. so I pumped it up only "a few times" and shot him in the foot.. I pumped it up enough to make it through his shoe..lol.. kinda funny memory.

 

[Wingnut]

My brother hit me in the head with a golf club when I was 10. He said it was an accident. My mother swore I was going to have a dotted line scar across my head, he hit me just above my eye right next to the scar the beach umbrella gave me when I was 6.:glare:

 

[Stevo]

mothers really are god's original emt's...

 

[TTLWHKR]

My mother never really bothered with us medically, unless we had something that could k/o the whole clan. :blink: That was my fathers job.. I jumped a ramp on my bike when I was like six, it collapsed. I was sort of flung off, and landed chin first in the gravel. I don't remember much except I didn't cry, some blood, mostly on my neck. That was the only time Ma showed any sign of concern, possibly because of my sister screaming.. She has always over reacted, still does. She said that I was knocked out cold, and my neck was bleeding. Dad worked in Pittsburgh five days out of the week, so they were going to take me to the doctor in the Hearse.. Now this is 1983... We had a regular ambulance in town, and they even had medical helicopters available. I don't have the slightest idea why they would put me in the hearse... and what would they do at the doctors office? Call an ambulance...
They always said "good thing dad didn't have to help ya". They meant that, not as a Paramedic, but as an Embalmer.. We lived in the funeral home till I graduated from High School. Still the same house, but not a funeral home anymore. But as far as I'm concerned, it will always be haunted. :unsure:

 

[CaptainPanic]

Lord Ive got more scars than fingers from all those childhood accidents and I can name em all off-

One scar on my right hand on the first finger right on the knuckle - was about 2 years old attempted to cut a fig newton with a butter knife ended up cutting my finger

One scar on my right eye from when I was six and my brother used a fishing line spool for a frisbee - threw it and sliced across my eye lid.

1 scar on my right fore head from smacking the floor in Wal-Mart when I was 2

1 scar on my forehed in the middle from running into a glass display at Anthonys when I was three.

And a odd shaped pinkie toe on my right foot from stubbing it on the iron tree stand its noodle shaped and it was broke but never went to the DR for it. Happened when I was 15.

And a bump on my nose from smacking it on the monkey bars when I was 8 it was broke, and a scar on the right side of my nose from having a wreck on my bike when I was 10.

So yeah Im pretty banged up......

-CP

 

[Jon]

I broke my middle finger in a conveyor belt at a grocery store. I was 2. My mother will still tell my to "not touch the conveyer" when we are shopping together.

I also cut the tip off of my middle finger working in a kitchen at boy scout camp. Well, I almost cut it off. It was re-attached with a LOT of steri-strips. I walked around with my finger bandaged to flip people off for 2 weeks.

Jon