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    A few years ago I went down to the beach to hang out with some friends. It was going to be great, I'd be down in Ocean City for like 4 days, then NYC for 4 to go see the Pirates play the Yankees. I was fucking ecstatic.

    So I show up at nite, we have a big party - good times. Wake up the next morning and we're supposed to meet people at the beach ... to do what people do I guess which is nothing. Personally I like to drink but decided to just go to sleep.

    My friend wakes me up literally 45 minutes later and goes, "Uh, I think I need to take Jer back because he's already turning pink." We had put sunblock on, so I was feeling okay - but I was actually already turning pink.

    So we get to her place and I'm joking the entire time but then go ... "Dude, my fucking feet are killing me." Yup. Had shoes on when I put on sunblock, haha.

    We go to help set up for the next party, and my ankles/feet are swelling up to the size of grapefruit and I can't really walk anymore. It just fucking hurts so bad, haha. Second best part is that my shorts went down a little bit too, so it looks like I had a c-section.

    There wasn't enough booze in the world, I was drinking Mad Dog by the bottle, and downing as many beers as I could and nothing was helping whatsoever. It was awful, haha. Especially since some people who never get sunburn don't realize that smacking it is punishable by punching people in the throat.

    I told my one friend I was going to hit her like a man if she ever got within arm distance, and I really, really meant it, haha. So yea ... for the next 4 days I stayed on the couch watching Seinfeld and drinking as I couldn't walk, or walk for long periods of time (I'd even had to sit down to go to the bathroom, haha).

    My other friends in NYC didn't understand why I couldn't go, and then I just said fuck it, I'm going back to Pittsburgh. If I'm going to be a piece of filth I'd rather not do it at my home. I still have no idea how I drove him, sheer willpower probably. My feet were still swollen to bejeesus. And when I got to Baltimore, traffic came out of nowhere and I had to slam on my breaks ... to make matters worse my phone slid from my lap, onto my other foot.

    So I'm there in rush hour, music blaring, shirt off with various red dots and tears shooting involuntarily out of my eyes like a super soaker. And I still had like 4 more hours to go or something, haha.

    It was the most consistently painful thing of my entire life. It was 3rd degree burns on my legs and stomach, and took weeks to heal. I had to take off another week of work because of it.

    I've gotten 3rd degree burns before from the sun, but never on my ankles/feet and I can't even fucking begin to explain how I don't wish this on any other human being ever, haha.

    Your back is one thing, you can wear wash clothes on it, and not sit on things, or sleep on your stomach ... but Jesus F Dot Christ.

    Then the disgusting thing started to happen when my skin would peel off finally. It'd be like a mountain of dead skin, it was ridiculous.

    I've only been burnt twice (once with blisters on my face, haha) since - but from now my daily routine consists of putting on sunblock after I get out of the shower and putting it on just constantly if I'm in the sun.

    It's a year round thing so I never ever forget, haha.

    • What a white boy ;)Jaline
    • Haha yea, my body wasn't made for anything below 50 degrees North Latitude.
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    • Unfortunately I live in 40 degrees North Latitude, and once even got blisters on my shoulders in February, haha.
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    • i'm heading to ocean city next week actually... i'm assuming you mean the MD one since you mentioned baltimore7point34
    • Yea, MD. I went down the next two years too with spray can sun block and had no problems.
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    • I got pretty wicked sun burn the one senior week we had down there to, haha. I went to two of them but they blend together.
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    • I had more fun being underage, but being of age was great because I knew all the waitresses and never paid for shit.
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    • that's a hike from pittsburgh... 6 7 hour drive?7point34

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