I have thought about this for several days, and tho I doubt how much interest it will garner, nor if it really matters to you folks, if it happened to one of you I would want to know. So, on the basis of that reasoning, I will detail the incident that illuminates my lack of intelligence. Last wednesday i was changing out tires on a couple of pickups. i tried to use an old pneumatic bumper jack that had been sitting in the corner for several years. it only went up about halfway, and then stuck. we went ahead and changed the tires, then, like the moron i can be from time to time, i aired the jack up. without a load, it still only went up halfway. now this is a heavy duty jack that can lift 3+ tons. pay attention to what i did next:crazy: ...i flopped one leg over the bumper arm, and went to jerking on the jack to free it up........oh yeah, i freed it up:waaaht: that puppy came loose like a cannon, and sounded like one - tossed me head over heels.:after_boom: i have lacerations on my right bicep, stomach, left foot, and a severe gouge on the back of my left thigh.:beat_shot: :beat_brick: i decided they weren't too bad, and have been having the wife dress the thigh wound for the last 5 days. the rest of the abrasions were mostly shallow cuts and deep bruises, and are well on the way to healing. my wife had never dealt with a wound like this, so she took my word for how to tend to it after i declined to go to the doctor. now since i couldn't see it, you can see how intelligent that decision was on my part:beated: keep up now.....i am a slow learner ain't i? first blow the jack up with me astride, then reject medical attention:misdoubt: well, today i decided to go to the AM/PM clinic here in town, as the pain has increased greatly in the last 2 days. the doc there about lost his lunch when he looked at it. he said, and i quote "it is bad, bad, bad. that is going to need surgery - maybe not today, but soon.that is a serious wound that has deep infection." he did nothing but bandage it back up and made an appointment with a surgeon at the hospital for me. he didn't charge me, as he felt that they were going to get my money in surgery ( not being an illegal, nor having insurance, means i have to pay out of my pocket, which was part of the reluctance to go in the first place). on the way to my appointment, i called mom and relayed the recent events to her, and the dismay i felt at being so stupid. she said "ask God to touch your leg and tell Him you will try not to be so stupid in the future". as i sat in the waiting room, i thought about what mom had said. i bowed my head and said "Good Lord, if you will touch my leg i will really try not to be so stupid in the future." when i went in to see the doc, he took the dressing off of it and said "good grief!".....he then said, "it doesn't look too bad. i am going to cut away some of the tissue and clean it up".......................he did that, gave me instructions for dressing it for a week, then i have to go back. let me tell my BOC family something, if they didn't already know: God still answers prayers, and He still takes care of stupid people like me. something happened to that wound between the visit to the first doc and the second one whether anyone wants to believe it or not. the first doc, who is an emergency room doc, was aghast at the wound - the second, after looking at it, was much less concerned. so, tho i will be off for a couple of weeks, i am in pretty good shape. Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me.