Let it never be said that I haven't bled for homebrewing...
While rinsing my carboy in the bathtub, I managed to lose my grip, destroying it (and my knee) in the process. How could this happen? Well, let me tell you...
I was hunched over the tub emptying the last of the water out of my carboy. Somehow, my hand slipped off the bottom. Under normal circumstances, this would send the vessel crashing into the center of the tub. However, since I was still holding onto the handle, the carboy swung towards the edge where I was leaning, and into my knee.
It shattered, slicing a 5 inch long gash in my knee. Ironically, in the shape of a "7". Nothing like looking down and seeing a bloody pulp where your knee should be. Thankfully, the wife was home! After she determined that I wasn't just swearing because I broke the carboy, she called the paramedics and I was on my way to the ER.
27 stitches, a partially cut knee joint, a leg immobilizer, and a LOT of pain. Thankfully, it turned out that I didn't broken my knee cap.
I've been pretty much laid up since. No brewing. :(
But, I do have a name for the Indian Brown Ale: 27 Stitches IBA. And, one hell of a story. :D
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