You dont know true pain until....

[Baymule]

That HAD to hurt. Just lifting it up to put it over the post lets you know they are downright heavy! Given I have no depth perception, I prefer to tilt the post, slide the driver on top and lift them together. Especially with 7' posts.

I do that too, not because I don't have depth perception, but because I am 5'7" and the T-post is 7' tall. And my T-post driver is home made out of heavy pipe and the solid end is thick plate, it's waaaay heavier than a store bought one.

 

[Goat Whisperer]

Same here. I know a guy that bashed his nose a good one by mishandling a T-post driver.

Maybe I'm a little overly cautious, but I've had so many head injuries now I do my best to avoid ANYTHING that could result in a head injury.

 

[WantonWoodsman]

I'm either a sucker for punishment or just plain stupid. With all the rock here I cannot drive any posts into the ground. I dig holes......concrete the posts and then concrete stays in place as well. Luckily that prevents any head injuries. Lol

 

[Baymule]

I got thrown off a horse once, she spooked at something and jumped sideways. I had that feeling of hanging in empty space before gravity claimed me and I clawed my way back to cling to her. She must have thought a mountain lion was attacking her because my actions scared her and she went into full rodeo mode. Since I was clinging to her side instead of up in the saddle, it didn't take much for her to fling me off. I landed on my head.

Ever see those cartoons where they club each other over the head and stars circle their head? Well, I'm here to tell you, those stars are REAL. I was knocked plumb goofy, sitting on the side of the road, my horse ran back to the front gate and I lost my glasses. Never did find them.

 

[Mike CHS]

I only saw stars like that one time - during a General Quarters drill on the ship I was stationed on at the time. I was going through a passageway hatch and got jostled just as I jumped through so my head was about two inches higher than it should have been.

I was on my rear for a couple of minutes clearing the cob webs.

 

[greybeard]

You don't know true pain until....

...too many to fully list but burns from boot tops to both knees, hit by lightning and copperhead bite each sure got my attention.

 

[Baymule]

Yeah, that would get your attention.....and not in a good way.

 

[babsbag]

I pamper myself when I can now and will pull the front end loader up to the post and stand in the bucket to do the driving.

Oh tell me you don't really stand in the bucket. I have thought that many a time and my DH gives me this look..."don't you dare" kind of look. Now days I pamper myself when I can and hire it done.

 

[soarwitheagles]

In all my glorious city slicker wisdom, knowledge and understanding, I decided to plow a never before plowed field on our ranch. It was dusk, near dark, and I could barely see. I somehow managed to plowed up a massive California Yellow Jacket Subterranean Wasp nest. For the first 20-30 seconds of pain, I thought our tractor motor was throwing out fine particles of metal, and I thought tiny metal pieces were the cause of the pain!

I finally realized it was insects that were stinging me [I know, slow learner]. Then I was so darn confused, it took me another 30 seconds to stop the tractor, turn off the ignition, and run for my life [I know, really slow learner]!

Results: 25+ Stings and/or bites to my face, neck, top of head, sides of head [I was wearing a bright colored orange hat as in, see me, come and get me], and some on my legs too as I was wearing bright orange shorts.

I immediately began to carefully monitor myself for any sign of a severe allergic reaction due to the sudden increase in the amount of venom in my body. I also immediately called my doctor's office. They told me get my bottom into the ER immediately. I did not go to the ER for two reasons:

1. I had no severe symptoms of a severe allergic reaction, and
2. I knew they would offer me Vicodin and experiencing that level of pain, it would have been difficult to say no [I hate the feeling of being doped up].

I chose plan B instead. I called my wife and asked her to stop at Walmart to pick up two items for me: a package of Benadryl and a bottle of Vodka. I rarely drink, so it really did the job well. The last thing I remember was telling my wife, "Honey, I do not feel any pain at all!" She had to help me find the bedroom. The next morning I felt the pain of a very real hangover. I also looked like one of the poor boxers who lost to Mike Tyson when he was in his prime. My face had swollen up so much that I looked like a monster. And one eye was nearly swollen shut. I could have easily gone to a Halloween party with no mask on and scare them silly. Last, all the sting areas remained painfully sensitive for nearly two weeks.

This adventure helped me discover true pain in a manner I had never experienced ever before.

Lesson learned: I carefully walk the fields before plowing...looking to see if I can discover anymore wonderful surprises lurking in the ground.

 

[Southern by choice]

In all my glorious city slicker wisdom, knowledge and understanding, I decided to plow a never before plowed field on our ranch. It was dusk, near dark, and I could barely see. I somehow managed to plowed up a massive California Yellow Jacket Subterranean Wasp nest. For the first 20-30 seconds of pain, I thought our tractor motor was throwing out fine particles of metal, and I thought tiny metal pieces were the cause of the pain!

I finally realized it was insects that were stinging me [I know, slow learner]. Then I was so darn confused, it took me another 30 seconds to stop the tractor, turn off the ignition, and run for my life [I know, really slow learner]!

Results: 25+ Stings and/or bites to my face, neck, top of head, sides of head [I was wearing a bright colored orange hat as in, see me, come and get me], and some on my legs too as I was wearing bright orange shorts.

I immediately began to carefully monitor myself for any sign of a severe allergic reaction due to the sudden increase in the amount of venom in my body. I also immediately called my doctor's office. They told me get my bottom into the ER immediately. I did not go to the ER for two reasons:

1. I had no severe symptoms of a severe allergic reaction, and
2. I knew they would offer me Vicodin and experiencing that level of pain, it would have been difficult to say no [I hate the feeling of being doped up].

I chose plan B instead. I called my wife and asked her to stop at Walmart to pick up two items for me: a package of Benadryl and a bottle of Vodka. I rarely drink, so it really did the job well. The last thing I remember was telling my wife, "Honey, I do not feel any pain at all!" She had to help me find the bedroom. The next morning I felt the pain of a very real hangover. I also looked like one of the poor boxers who lost to Mike Tyson when he was in his prime. My face had swollen up so much that I looked like a monster. And one eye was nearly swollen shut. I could have easily gone to a Halloween party with no mask on and scare them silly. Last, all the sting areas remained painfully sensitive for nearly two weeks.

This adventure helped me discover true pain in a manner I had never experienced ever before.

Lesson learned: I carefully walk the fields before plowing...looking to see if I can discover anymore wonderful surprises lurking in the ground.

That is absolutely horrible!