Farside on Nostr: So I have a story, not related to yours and not related to me. It's about pain ...
So I have a story, not related to yours and not related to me. It's about pain tolerance and my genetic line.
My uncle in this case. There are many pain related stories about him, but this one sprung to mind when I saw this note.
My family loves racing sailing boats. Big boats. We are at least 3 generations deep in racing, and one time my uncle was in a race. The rigging was wound tight as a spring, and mid race the tension from a steel cable tore the stainless fitting out of the deck and it sent the anchor pin out like a bullet right into his thigh.
They were in a good position, and my uncle didn't want to withdraw from it.
There was no trophy or anything, but it was a race.
So he went down below and fetched the tool box. Now toolboxes on boats are usually rusty and greasy. Regardless, he grabbed the pliers and went fishing it the wound for the piece of shrapnel. He found it but it was embedded in the bone, and he couldn't get purchase to remove it.
The logical solution was to get the rusty box cutter and enlarge the wound so the shrapnel could be extracted and that is what he did.
Once the object was removed from his leg, he stitched it closed with some nylon twine in time to maneuver his boat around the next mark.
They then used buckets to flush the vomit off the deck that the crew had left while watching this performance.
My uncle in this case. There are many pain related stories about him, but this one sprung to mind when I saw this note.
My family loves racing sailing boats. Big boats. We are at least 3 generations deep in racing, and one time my uncle was in a race. The rigging was wound tight as a spring, and mid race the tension from a steel cable tore the stainless fitting out of the deck and it sent the anchor pin out like a bullet right into his thigh.
They were in a good position, and my uncle didn't want to withdraw from it.
There was no trophy or anything, but it was a race.
So he went down below and fetched the tool box. Now toolboxes on boats are usually rusty and greasy. Regardless, he grabbed the pliers and went fishing it the wound for the piece of shrapnel. He found it but it was embedded in the bone, and he couldn't get purchase to remove it.
The logical solution was to get the rusty box cutter and enlarge the wound so the shrapnel could be extracted and that is what he did.
Once the object was removed from his leg, he stitched it closed with some nylon twine in time to maneuver his boat around the next mark.
They then used buckets to flush the vomit off the deck that the crew had left while watching this performance.