When I was fourteen I stoood on a needle sticking out of the carpet. Hurt like hell. I sat to inspect the injury but all I could see was the eye of the needle on the sole of my foot. Okay I thought, either that's just the eye, or the whole needle is in my foot. I gave it a yank and it was just the eye.
Next morning I couldn't get my shoe on, my foot had swelled to twice it's size. I got the bus to the hospital where an x ray revealed an inch long piece of needle which had travelled half way up inside my foot towards my ankle. They operated right then and I got the bus home later on in time for tea
Few years later I was strolling into town, walked past a shop which was being done up and trod on a plank of wood with a nail sticking out of it. It went through my boot and staight up into my foot. Oh crap, not again I thought.
I stood for two or three minutes not sure what to do, basically nailed to the pavement
I decided the wise thing to do was to just jerk my leg up really quickly. So I took a deep breath and did so. A long spurt of blood shot out of my boot onto the pavement, after which I hobbled to the hospital, more x rays, for metal bits and rust apparently. Got a tetanus shot in the ass then hobbled back home, in time for tea
