What Scared the Heck Outta You Today

[Falcon Ranchero]

12 hours ago, Ace-Garageguy said:

Not today but late Saturday PM while working on the DeLorean.

Thought I might be needing to go to the ER, went home, crawled under the covers, and whatever it was went away on its own with a little extra rest over the last coupla days.

Everything A-OK now.

Was it like a dizzy spell? Had a scare like that myself about 2-3 years ago. Woke up at 6am on a Saturday, walked into the bathroom to freshen up, whatever; wahsed my hands, dryed them, but then turned around to flick the light switch off and all of a sudden I got extremely dizzy; and then went totally blind while the lights were on and my eyes were open but I couldn't see a thing. I kept like kinda falling but not quite; trying to stay standing I kept hitting my head on the bathroom door and the mirror, which awoke the parental units, my mom screaming at the sight. The rest was a little vague but I remember coming to back in bed and shortly thereafter the pair of paramedics came in and figured I got up too fast and the blood just pools in the heart and makes one dizzy. Went to the Doc later that day and he said just before I get up in the morning to sit up and wait a few before walking off. Never had the feeling since. I feel like I'm too young for sketchy stuff like that to happen, but apparently it's a teenage boy thing.

[Ace-Garageguy]

2 hours ago, Falcon Ranchero said:

Was it like a dizzy spell?

No. It was just severe pain in my gut that came out of nowhere and doubled me up.

Other symptoms I'll not go into, but as usual for me, it went away on its own after a couple days rest.

[johnyrotten]

A mentally deficient office worker decided to run up and ask a question while I was making some intricate cuts in some aluminum on the vertical bandsaw. I jumped, and sent my thumb into the blade. Only caught the nail, thankfully. Somehow I managed to keep calm and not tear them a new one. And yes, I was using a push block. 

[Falcon Ranchero]

1 hour ago, Ace-Garageguy said:

It was just severe pain in my gut

Similar thing my dad had; severe pain on and off; eventually too unbearable went to the hospital and had his gall bladder removed.

[A modeler named mike]

42 minutes ago, johnyrotten said:

A mentally deficient office worker decided to run up and ask a question while I was making some intricate cuts in some aluminum on the vertical bandsaw. I jumped, and sent my thumb into the blade. Only caught the nail, thankfully. Somehow I managed to keep calm and not tear them a new one. And yes, I was using a push block. 

Dang you're lucky John. I've had push blocks ripped out of hand before, but that was a 12" carbide triple chip blade on a table saw. I had my left thumb cut twice needing stitches once across the pad and just the tip shortened on the other occasion during the use of a 10" miter box saw. My worst cut was on my right forearm using a radial arm saw with the with head rotated to rip wood to length. I knew better, but I reached in front of the blade to clear debris and the blade caught my sleave, the cut was almost to the bone. It did have the blade guard attached. I can joke after the fact that the radial arm saw is not intended for cutting arms. What peed me off the most about that wound was that it cut right through my tattoo, luckily I had a ER nurse who was phamoninal at stitching. Sometimes we get a little too relaxed and BAM its to late. All stupidity on my part and hard lessons learned. 

Edited February 4 by A modeler named mike

[Falcon Ranchero]

38 minutes ago, johnyrotten said:

A mentally deficient office worker decided to run up and ask a question while I was making some intricate cuts in some aluminum on the vertical bandsaw. I jumped, and sent my thumb into the blade. Only caught the nail, thankfully. Somehow I managed to keep calm and not tear them a new one. And yes, I was using a push block. 

Boy oh boy I cringed when I read "sent my thumb into the blade". Did something relatively similar 2 years ago that had a worse end result. Was actually a model car related happening. Was working on a glue bomb 1966 Shelby Mustang, and the tailights had been glued in with globs of glue by the previous owner, so I figured i'd use the exacto to pop them out. Held the car upside down on the table, with my left pointer finger around the rear edge of the car, and was trying to jam the exacto blade underneath the tailight with my other hand. Suddenly it popped off but the blade ran about maybe half a centimetre into my finger, maybe a little deeper. It would not stop bleeding at all, no matter what, until about 9-10pm (cut it around 6pm) it slowed down enough so I could use liquid stitch to seal it, and begin the month long healing process that yeilded a scar which still remains to this day.

[johnyrotten]

25 minutes ago, A modeler named mike said:

Dang you're lucky John. I've had push blocks ripped out of hand before, but that was a 12" carbide triple chip blade on a table saw. I had my left thumb cut twice needing stitches once across the pad and just the tip shortened on the other occasion during the use of a 10" miter box saw. My worst cut was on my right forearm using a radial arm saw with the with head rotated to rip wood to length. I knew better, but I reached in front of the blade to clear debris and the blade caught my sleave, the cut was almost to the bone. It did have the blade guard attached. I can joke after the fact that the radial arm saw is not intended for cutting arms. What peed me off the most about that wound was that it cut right through my tattoo, luckily I had a ER nurse who was phamoninal at stitching. Sometimes we get a little too relaxed and BAM its to late. All stupidity on my part and hard lessons learned. 

 

17 minutes ago, Falcon Ranchero said:

Boy oh boy I cringed when I read "sent my thumb into the blade". Did something relatively similar 2 years ago that had a worse end result. Was actually a model car related happening. Was working on a glue bomb 1966 Shelby Mustang, and the tailights had been glued in with globs of glue by the previous owner, so I figured i'd use the exacto to pop them out. Held the car upside down on the table, with my left pointer finger around the rear edge of the car, and was trying to jam the exacto blade underneath the tailight with my other hand. Suddenly it popped off but the blade ran about maybe half a centimetre into my finger, maybe a little deeper. It would not stop bleeding at all, no matter what, until about 9-10pm (cut it around 6pm) it slowed down enough so I could use liquid stitch to seal it, and begin the month long healing process that yeilded a scar which still remains to this day.

This is a steel cutting saw, much slower,  but still dangerous. Had it gone worse case, I'd probably no longer be able to grow a thumbnail. I respect the equipment I work around,  "YOU" are the softest thing in the shop. Mike, wood working equipment puts me in hyper focus mode like nothing else, I'm the only welder/mechanic from a family of construction and cabinetry workers. Those tools damage you horribly,  and before you know it, it happens. Nathen,I've had my share of Xacto blade injuries, those are clean, quick cuts. Fortunately now, my hands are leather,they don't cut so easily. I use c.a. glue for any slices at work that doesn't require medical attention. That's just me, I'm a bit of a "savage". If you really want to laugh,  I've set myself on fire and not realized it till I was finished welding the joint or grinding a plate. Just typical welder things. Always be mindful of a blade. That sounds like a gnarly cut, definitely not a fun time. 

[Ace-Garageguy]

1 hour ago, johnyrotten said:

A mentally deficient office worker decided to run up and ask a question while I was making some intricate cuts in some aluminum on the vertical bandsaw. I jumped, and sent my thumb into the blade. Only caught the nail, thankfully. Somehow I managed to keep calm and not tear them a new one. And yes, I was using a push block. 

Glad it wasn't a lot worse.

I know the feeling well.

Worst "almost" one ever happened to me...I was draining a fuel tank, was under the vehicle on stands, gasoline was splattering a little as I got the drain rig setup right, my shirt was wet with gas...some fool threw a string of firecrackers under the car, then ran away laughing.

Thankfully no fire, and I did not "keep calm". At all.

PS: And yeah, I've set myself on fire one or two times too.

It's amazing how careful we get over time. The work isn't "dangerous" if your mind is fully engaged, but it is otherwise.

Guy who was working for me using a big electric grinder with an 8" 40-grit disc (removing a load of old bondo on a 356 Porsche) had an attention lapse and managed to cut his femoral artery. Couple inches higher, he would have been singing soprano.

 

Edited February 4 by Ace-Garageguy

[johnyrotten]

12 minutes ago, Ace-Garageguy said:

Glad it wasn't a lot worse.

I know the feeling well.

Worst "almost" one ever happened to me...I was draining a fuel tank, was under the vehicle on stands, gasoline was splattering a little as I got the drain rig setup right, my shirt was wet with gas...some fool threw a string of firecrackers under the car, then ran away laughing.

Thankfully no fire, and I did not "keep calm". At all.

PS: And yeah, I've set myself on fire one or two times too.

It's amazing how careful we get over time. The work isn't "dangerous" if your mind is fully engaged, but it is otherwise.

Guy who was working for me using a big electric grinder with an 8" 40-grit disc (removing a load of old bondo on a 356 Porsche) had an attention lapse and managed to cut his femoral artery. Couple inches higher, he would have been singing soprano.

 

He's lucky he's not dead. That artery is just about a water hose. I make it a point not to become complacent. When complacency occurs, that's when the bad stuff happens. The guy with the fireworks, well let's just say he wouldn't be doing that ever again,  I'd kinda take that one personally. 

[Ace-Garageguy]

17 minutes ago, johnyrotten said:

He's lucky he's not dead. That artery is just about a water hose. 

Yup. Made a real mess.

We got him tied off quick with a piece of wire and a screwdriver. The paramedics got there fast, just happened to be in the neighborhood when the call went out.

He didn't want to work on cars anymore after that...

[Falcon Ranchero]

1 hour ago, johnyrotten said:

That sounds like a gnarly cut,

Yeah it was pretty bad; I remember at first it felt like I just nicked it, but then when the blood came gushing out I realized I had maybe severed a small vein of some sort. But that particular finger is quite the trooper; I've burned it once after touching a hot screw- first second degree burn I had; wasn't fun, and back in 2021 I had actually cut it with the exacto blade in the same spot, doing basically the same thing, only it was a '65 Corvette and I was shaving burrs off the tires. That cut wasn't as bad as the most recent one. Oh and had it caught in doors a few times also.  

[A modeler named mike]

Update on my brothers nuclear Induced stress test came back with good results, no issues heart wise. Next step is to see a vascular specialist to address the right internal carotid artery that's deemed, total occlusion and the left carotid that has 15% blockage. 

[johnyrotten]

36 minutes ago, A modeler named mike said:

Update on my brothers nuclear Induced stress test came back with good results, no issues heart wise. Next step is to see a vascular specialist to address the right internal carotid artery that's deemed, total occlusion and the left carotid that has 15% blockage. 

Good news with your brother,  are they talking putting in a Stent or bypass?

[A modeler named mike]

7 minutes ago, johnyrotten said:

Good news with your brother,  are they talking putting in a Stent or bypass?

Not sure yet. He has an appointment on February 19th with the vascular, cardiovascular specialist. The thought of him being put under at his age and with his weight scares the heck out of me. 

[johnyrotten]

1 minute ago, A modeler named mike said:

Not sure yet. He has an appointment on February 19th with the vascular, cardiovascular specialist. The thought of him being put under at his age and with his weight scares the heck out of me. 

I completely understand that. My older brother and I are close, he always looked out for me as a kid, and helped my wife tremendously a few years ago while I was hospitalized. Good luck on the 19th.

[A modeler named mike]

A dag gone dream!.. I very rarely remember a dream. I was in a unfamiliar factory setting, and I could not figure out where I was going and how to get back to where I was supposed to be. I made several attempts meandering through multiple work areas, none of them being the same type of manufacturing, and always looking different than the way I had just come through. I somehow always ended up outside of the building in a walkout type of loading dock like area. This last time of being outside I turned to attempt to head back in, in what appeared to be a three walled loading room with one wall being the outside opening. One of the three walls had something that looked like a flatbed loading mechanism (?) with a solid paneled bottom. It started to slowly head towards me. As I moved left, it pivoted towards me. I'd move right, it would pivot towards me, aways moving slowly in my direction causing me to be trapped in the corner. Then it started to move downward. Having nowhere to go I started to crouch down. Finally I ended up laying down while watching this thing slowly coming downward. I noticed that the underbelly was marked-up from where it would rest on the ground. I realized that I was about to be crushed. I pantically was looking for an emergency stop button, but none was anywhere in site. Just before being crushed to death I woke up.. thank God.. I am staying up for awhile so I don't drift back to a reoccurring dream. It seemed so dang real..

[Falcon Ranchero]

4 hours ago, A modeler named mike said:

A dag gone dream!.. I very rarely remember a dream. I was in a unfamiliar factory setting, and I could not figure out where I was going and how to get back to where I was supposed to be. I made several attempts meandering through multiple work areas, none of them being the same type of manufacturing, and always looking different than the way I had just come through. I somehow always ended up outside of the building in a walkout type of loading dock like area. This last time of being outside I turned to attempt to head back in, in what appeared to be a three walled loading room with one wall being the outside opening. One of the three walls had something that looked like a flatbed loading mechanism (?) with a solid paneled bottom. It started to slowly head towards me. As I moved left, it pivoted towards me. I'd move right, it would pivot towards me, aways moving slowly in my direction causing me to be trapped in the corner. Then it started to move downward. Having nowhere to go I started to crouch down. Finally I ended up laying down while watching this thing slowly coming downward. I noticed that the underbelly was marked-up from where it would rest on the ground. I realized that I was about to be crushed. I pantically was looking for an emergency stop button, but none was anywhere in site. Just before being crushed to death I woke up.. thank God.. I am staying up for awhile so I don't drift back to a reoccurring dream. It seemed so dang real..

Yikes; I've woken up many a time due to dreams about being attacked by a dog or a bear but this is whack.

One of the oddest dreams that comes to mind was oddly memorable enough for me to still envision it even though I dreamt it in circa grade 5. It was in the evening, had to have been summer, and there were all these exotic burrowing animals digging holes in our backward, like an aardvark was there, pretty sure there was a wombat, maybe a honey badger; it was just stupid wierd.

I've also had some pretty crazy dreams that come with side affects but I won't get into those...

Edited February 7 by Falcon Ranchero

[Falcon Ranchero]

5 hours ago, A modeler named mike said:

A dag gone dream!.. I very rarely remember a dream. I was in a unfamiliar factory setting, and I could not figure out where I was going and how to get back to where I was supposed to be. I made several attempts meandering through multiple work areas, none of them being the same type of manufacturing, and always looking different than the way I had just come through. I somehow always ended up outside of the building in a walkout type of loading dock like area. This last time of being outside I turned to attempt to head back in, in what appeared to be a three walled loading room with one wall being the outside opening. One of the three walls had something that looked like a flatbed loading mechanism (?) with a solid paneled bottom. It started to slowly head towards me. As I moved left, it pivoted towards me. I'd move right, it would pivot towards me, aways moving slowly in my direction causing me to be trapped in the corner. Then it started to move downward. Having nowhere to go I started to crouch down. Finally I ended up laying down while watching this thing slowly coming downward. I noticed that the underbelly was marked-up from where it would rest on the ground. I realized that I was about to be crushed. I pantically was looking for an emergency stop button, but none was anywhere in site. Just before being crushed to death I woke up.. thank God.. I am staying up for awhile so I don't drift back to a reoccurring dream. It seemed so dang real..

Searched up what your dream means: 

When you have a dream about being squished, it signifies feelings of being overwhelmed or confined in some aspect of your waking life. This dream often reflects a sense of powerlessness or a lack of control over a particular situation. 

[A modeler named mike]

18 minutes ago, Falcon Ranchero said:

Searched up what your dream means: 

When you have a dream about being squished, it signifies feelings of being overwhelmed or confined in some aspect of your waking life. This dream often reflects a sense of powerlessness or a lack of control over a particular situation. 

Buddy that's been my life for the past three years. Two years caring for my dad with the dementia until he passed and then this last year helping get my brother back to health. My life as I knew it has been on hold. You hit the nail on the head.

[A modeler named mike]

After that previous dream, another crazier dream entered the scene that made absolutely no sense at all and woke me up as did the other dream. I was forced to twist a bundle of red and black wires so the colors were separated. The wires were coming out of some guy as if they were part of his anatomy, I dont remember being able to see his face. They were to eventually be plug-in to an extension cord in order to execute him by whoever forced me to wire him up. If I refused I would be killed also. The whole time, I was being watched to insure I carried out the job. I was able to escape the room before finishing the task. I played hide and seek with the bad guy until I saw the opportunity to flee the building and seek help. I was asking everyone I saw for help but no one would respond. Then I woke up, crazy.. I hope tonight is dream free.

Edited February 8 by A modeler named mike

[A modeler named mike]

Here we go again..🤬

Went to bed at 12:20 am. Woke up at 1:30 am. The dream took place in my late fathers house where I'm currently residing. This time, in this dream I went down to the basement to look for something, don't know what, but I went. I made a left into the larger room and I saw two horizontal band saws (dad has only one) side by side still plugged in, and I thought I better unplug them, but I didn't. As I turned to re-enter the room where the stairs are, a swivel captain style bar chair slowly started to rotate. I booked up the steps to tell my brother. I could not get the words to come out, more like a mumble. I then gestured with my fingers pointing at him then pointing at my eyes and finally towards the ground as if to say, you look down stairs. He looked confused. So I grabbed a note pad and pencil and tried to write out the message, nope, I could not write. It was scribble. Then I tried to turn on the over the stove vent light, but it would not work. I tried the light over the sink, it would not work either.  Finally I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him behind me as I headed towards the basement door. As I looked down the stairs I saw a dark colored Chihuahua scratching at the door that opens into the room with the band saws. Two people who I have no idea who they were or why they were in the house came up and walked by me. One was wearing a latex halloween mask. I asked them what the Hell were they doing here? I don't know what they said, then they walked away. I went down the stairs, not sure where my brother was but I went down. As I got to the bottom there was a few people there as if it was a party? I screamed that's it, parties over, everybody, get the Hell out! That's when I woke up. 

Not sure I want to go back to bed, but I have to sooner or later. It was so fricken real. It's now 2:07, I hope I have no more dreams tonight. This is so out of the norm for me. 

[johnyrotten]

1 hour ago, A modeler named mike said:

Here we go again..🤬

Went to bed at 12:20 am. Woke up at 1:30 am. The dream took place in my late fathers house where I'm currently residing. This time, in this dream I went down to the basement to look for something, don't know what, but I went. I made a left into the larger room and I saw two horizontal band saws (dad has only one) side by side still plugged in, and I thought I better unplug them, but I didn't. As I turned to re-enter the room where the stairs are, a swivel captain style bar chair slowly started to rotate. I booked up the steps to tell my brother. I could not get the words to come out, more like a mumble. I then gestured with my fingers pointing at him then pointing at my eyes and finally towards the ground as if to say, you look down stairs. He looked confused. So I grabbed a note pad and pencil and tried to write out the message, nope, I could not write. It was scribble. Then I tried to turn on the over the stove vent light, but it would not work. I tried the light over the sink, it would not work either.  Finally I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him behind me as I headed towards the basement door. As I looked down the stairs I saw a dark colored Chihuahua scratching at the door that opens into the room with the band saws. Two people who I have no idea who they were or why they were in the house came up and walked by me. One was wearing a latex halloween mask. I asked them what the Hell were they doing here? I don't know what they said, then they walked away. I went down the stairs, not sure where my brother was but I went down. As I got to the bottom there was a few people there as if it was a party? I screamed that's it, parties over, everybody, get the Hell out! That's when I woke up. 

Not sure I want to go back to bed, but I have to sooner or later. It was so fricken real. It's now 2:07, I hope I have no more dreams tonight. This is so out of the norm for me. 

That's a  crazy dream. I think the stress is affecting your sleep. I've gone through similar, bad relationship/marriage leading to divorce. That lump of electrified bacon between our ears can and will conjure up some absolutely wild situations when pushed. I developed insomnia, led to drinking heavily, which led to a host of "wonderful" personality traits and behaviors. Haven't had a drop in 11 years this August. Handle what's important, take care of who's important, and most of all, make sure you take time for yourself. People often forget to do the last one. 

[A modeler named mike]

5 hours ago, johnyrotten said:

That's a  crazy dream. I think the stress is affecting your sleep. I've gone through similar, bad relationship/marriage leading to divorce. That lump of electrified bacon between our ears can and will conjure up some absolutely wild situations when pushed. I developed insomnia, led to drinking heavily, which led to a host of "wonderful" personality traits and behaviors. Haven't had a drop in 11 years this August. Handle what's important, take care of who's important, and most of all, make sure you take time for yourself. People often forget to do the last one. 

Stress? What's that? Lol.. yes I have an unbelievable amount coming from different directions. To top that off, I am what's known as a worry wort. Just my nature. I deal with stress with laughter, but somedays it can be overwhelming. I won't go into details, but these back to back dreams/nightmares are a sign to me that I need to chill out before I stroke out. I'll be fine as I always do. I am guilty as heck of not taking time out for myself, and always putting others ahead of myself. 

Congratulations on your sobriety. Even though we've never met, I am proud of you! I and my wife were social drinkers, never having any alcohol in the house. That all stopped suddenly 12 years ago due to my daughters ex-husband being an @$$ hole always trying to start fights at the bar we were at. We just grew tired of the drama and dropped the alcohol totally. Best decision ever. Nowadays I can't stand to be around the stuff or the people who abuse it. 

Edited February 8 by A modeler named mike
Correction

[Old Buckaroo]

Mike - I recommend that last half hour before turning off the lights to read a bit. My go to book has always been "Lonesome Dove" or back issues of "Scale Auto"  reprogram the days thoughts and worries before shutting down.  

[A modeler named mike]

3 hours ago, Old Buckaroo said:

Mike - I recommend that last half hour before turning off the lights to read a bit. My go to book has always been "Lonesome Dove" or back issues of "Scale Auto"  reprogram the days thoughts and worries before shutting down.  

When I'm ready to bed down I play a word game on my phone to unwind. I'm thinking that the thought of my brothers possible demise from all his health issues is weighing heavy on me. Although I have my wife, daughter and grandchildren, aunts and uncles, I'll be the last member of the heard.