Daft things you have done healthwise

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Mad Doug Biker

Mediocrity Manifest.
Location
Craggy Island
Yo-yo dieted and binge ate most of my life. I worry what damage I have done.

The way I was treated by certain people when I was young, caused me to have the start of an eating disorder. Not a lot of people know that (actually, nobody at the time did and well, who would be looking for it in a teenage boy anyway? I was not what you'd call 'fat' in the first place either).

My Mum took me to the G.P. and I was told what a healthy weight for me should be, etc and I was told to 'eat more chips' - How many times will you hear a G.P. saying that? 😆

Fortunately (If you can call it that), it was round about the time I was diagnosed with the Leukaemia, so my apparent weight loss was put down to that and me not wanting to eat much, etc (so the real reason was never revealed).
Any previous woes about my body were long forgotten, new ones were gained and if anything, I am now underweight anyway!

Like I say, not many people know that (well, ok, they do now! 😆).
 
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Ming the Merciless

There is no mercy
Location
Inside my skull
Yesterday I was out for the evening, and found someone who was looking sleep-deprived. So I asked him if he was alright. Very kindly he invited me to join him for a few drinks.

We were drinking until very late, and I decided to go home, before I fell asleep under the table. Now I have a hangover.

Should I be concerned about my companion for the evening, and whether he got home? I imagine he has the headache from hell this morning.

And today someone will see you sleep deprived. Ask if you are okay. The cycle continues!
 

Mo1959

Legendary Member
I've never had the willpower to go on extreme diets, but have struggled all my life with weight and a tendency to over-consume everything. It's never just one biscuit with me, it will be a whole packet!

I do wonder how I've got away with it so far!

Yes, it's difficult for others to get their head around and think it's just eating a bit too much, but it's much more serious. It honestly feels like a drug to me when I get started. It's nearly always pure junk when I do it too so massive amounts of sugar and fat so it has to have done some damage. :sad:
 

gbb

Squire
Location
Peterborough
At 17, i worked on a surveying crew looking for coal deposits in the Vale Of Belvoir. Part of that process included detonating (electrically) explosives, so we used an awful lot of fine sheathed cable.
'Someone' decided it would be a crack to put one end of the wire in the positive outlet of the aux outlets in the cab of a landrover...and the other end in the negative...hey presto you have an instant electrical heater, that burns off the insulation in clouds of grey smoke.
We would hold breath and see who could last longest inside the cab.
It was hilarious....until you think of the potential risks that may not show for decades.
50 years later...no sign thankfully, perhaps I was good at holding my breath
 
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Mad Doug Biker

Mediocrity Manifest.
Location
Craggy Island
Yes, it's difficult for others to get their head around and think it's just eating a bit too much, but it's much more serious. It honestly feels like a drug to me when I get started. It's nearly always pure junk when I do it too so massive amounts of sugar and fat so it has to have done some damage. :sad:

I ended up with an over - active thyroid, so the irony is that I kinda' got what I wanted all those years ago.
I will no doubt have done damage to myself too over the years, only it will be less obvious with me.

As for the thyroid thing, it sounds great until you realise how dangerous it can be - I can lose weight *very* quickly, but then don't put it back on easily.

I also have awful dry skin from it.
 
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Profpointy

Legendary Member
Saturday night, more than a few years ago. I was getting my bike ready for next days club run. Was trying to fit a new pair of mudguards, but they were a bit too wide at one point.

So got my Stanley knife out (can you guess what happened yet?), and holding the mudguard with my left hand, tried to take a slither off the mudguard. However, the blade went straight through the plastic and stopped when it hit the bone in my first finger!

Trip to A&E and they gave me a couple of stitches.
I still made the club run the next day.

Whenever I've hurt myself or broken something important whilst doing a job, "It'll be all right" was always the thought just before it very much wasn't alright. Now, whenever said phrase goes through my head I stop and really think it through or change how I'g going to do it. Had far fewer injuries and breakages since.

Similarly, "if this slips / breaks / jams, where's it going to go?" is a vital safety question
 

BrumJim

Forum Stalwart (won't take the hint and leave...)
My wife still won't let go of the fact that I walked home from hospital after having been admitted for a TIA. And got told to take a bus / taxi when discharged. And even worse, it was along the canal towpath, which inherent hazards of fewer people close by and a drowning hazard in close proximity.

But I felt fine and it wasn't far.
 

fossyant

Ride It Like You Stole It!
Location
South Manchester
Riding the bike when Icy - got away with it for a long time with ice tyres and then didn't. Can't recommend fracturing your hip socket and pelvis. Mis-diagnosed as 'nothing' but didn't realise how dangerous that was for 6 weeks - and I'd done two three hour flights. DVT massive risk as was bleeding ! Oh well.
 
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Mad Doug Biker

Mediocrity Manifest.
Location
Craggy Island
My wife still won't let go of the fact that I walked home from hospital after having been admitted for a TIA. And got told to take a bus / taxi when discharged. And even worse, it was along the canal towpath, which inherent hazards of fewer people close by and a drowning hazard in close proximity.

But I felt fine and it wasn't far.

I've done things like that, only it was nothing as serious as a T. I. A.
I'll be told 'take it easy', only for me to walk home or similar.

I will admit that once home, I have been known to sleep for very long times though! 😆
 
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Mad Doug Biker

Mediocrity Manifest.
Location
Craggy Island
My wife still won't let go of the fact that I walked home from hospital after having been admitted for a TIA. And got told to take a bus / taxi when discharged. And even worse, it was along the canal towpath, which inherent hazards of fewer people close by and a drowning hazard in close proximity.

But I felt fine and it wasn't far.

In fact, the only time I have ever had any reaction to anything was after an injection at the dentist. I could barely walk afterwards, was flopping about all over the place (no energy) and I had one hell of a headache. My vision also went all funny for a while. I could barely sit up in the seat the nurses provided me.
They fed me dextrose (I think) tablets, which was nice, if a little sickening.

I said I had not eaten before and that is what caused it. This is news to me as I've done that numerous times before and never had any such problem!

My Dad had to come and pick me up, despite me only living a few minutes walk away (I joked that they might find me upside down in a hedge somewhere, but actually, I am not sure it was entirely a joke). 😮
 
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Dogtrousers

Lefty tighty. Get it righty.
I distinctly remember presenting at St Thomas hospital on the south bank of the Thames with a very bloody cut on my forehead that I'd somehow inflicted on myself using the "lintel" of a tube train door. I remember getting very impatient and irritated by the large number of difficult and obscure questions they kept asking, like "how old are you?". I said I had no idea, gave them my year of birth and told them to work it out themselves. Then they asked my phone number and I remember answering indignantly "how should I know? I never ring myself up". Strange that my brain was in such a mess but my memory is so distinct.

It was the day that Rene out of Allo Allo was in an accident with a tree in a storm or something. It was on telly in the waiting area.

Concussion, what fun.
 
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