time travel tuesday ~ accident or illness edition

Well because I am a fun loving girl I thought this would be a good place to travel this week.
What's the most serious accident or illness you have ever had?
Tell us about it!

Well, like Julie said ... I picked a fun topic this week!
I am working down a list of topics and this was just the next one on the list.
I have been very well my entire life too.
I had many many bladder infections as a young toddler.
Turns out I was allergic to fragrant soap. Once we eliminated that I was fine.
I still buy ivory soap only and use the smelly stuff very carefully.
I have never had a broken bone...
Julie called this morning and suggested I use my dog bite incident. I forgot all about that!

In June 1987, I stopped off at my friend's (twins Shelli & Kelli) house.
Their dad and mom were in the front yard playing catch with their little sister.
I noticed their dog, but didn't think much of him. I wasn't afraid of dogs (yet).
I walked up the sidewalk and Kelli said, "watch out for the dog."
I looked down and noticed he was showing me his teeth.
I said, "would you come get your dog." and before I finished that sentence he had a good grip on my leg. Their dad came over and ripped him off my leg. The next thing I remember was sitting on the bathroom counter and seeing my white ked now completely red. We headed for the emergency room. My parents were waiting there for us and I knew I could tell how bad it looked by my dad's expression. He winced when they pulled away the towel. That freaked me out a little. Another fun memory from that event was walking out to the car to go to the e.r., I looked at the dog (now in the back fence) and he was chewing on a piece of skin. Nice.
He put his front long tooth into my bone and then the others took out a piece from the top. It was painful for a while. Matt and I were dating at the time and he was very sweet (although he wanted to go take care of that dog - guys!)
The dog apparently wasn't up to date on it's rabies shots so it was quarantined for how ever many days (21 I think), that was a little scary too.
He was a trained attack dog, I didn't know it at the time. I am now very afraid of dogs and have been known to jump fences if even a small dog comes towards me. It's pathetic.