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My 1st and last ND Very nasty pics. I get to go back to work

[h=2]My 1st and last ND Very nasty picture not for weak stomach[/h]
How do you know it will be your last?
 
Wow. Great post and thread (I just read all 37.5 pages of it, thought it'd never end lol)
Sorry for your loss.
Thanks for sharing.
God speed to your recovery.

Ps. I have the Galaxy Note II also. Love this phone!
 
[h=2]My 1st and last ND Very nasty picture not for weak stomach[/h]
How do you know it will be your last?

Well I pray that it's the last. You can never be sure. I will have a permanent reminder of the outcome. I also have a new found respect for firearms. I can assure you no part of me will ever be on the business end of any firearms In my hand
 
Wow never thought I'd see someone this ignorant
 

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I have been reading this thread since you first posted it. Man it sucks that it happened but you seem to be taking it very well. Of course I know there is nothing you can do about it now. This thread can be a valuable learning tool for a lot of people. We all know that safety, safety, safety cannot be stressed enough when handling a firearm!

Can I have your permission to share your initial picture with another firearms forum?
 
When I was a kid I knew someone who was slightly luckier than you. He and my father were trading guns one night and he'd been fondling a little .22 all night, then putting it down. Eventually they decided to put the guns away and have a beer, and A (the friend of my dad, name redacted to protect the guilty) got a little tipsy. He finally asked to see the .22 again. Dad had been drinking as well and got tired of clearing the gun earlier in the night (I think he was carrying it in a pocket at the time) and said "It's loaded and hot" as he set it on the coffee table.

That was mistake number 2 that night.

A picked up the pistol and was looking at it and fondling it some more in his right hand, his beer in his left (Mistake number 1 was having guns about while drinking) and he decides to try the trigger.

Yep, you guessed it. Right through his beer, and then his left hand, right between the middle and ring finger knuckles. His dog was laying on the floor at his feet and at first he thought he'd shot the dog, since it was covered in blood and broken glass and beer, so the first thing he did was check the dog... then he realized he'd shot himself.

I was about seven or eight when this happened, and from that point on whenever that guy would visit I would meet him at the door and demand that he hand over all of his ammo. He'd stuff his left hand into his pocket and hand me the rounds that he'd already cleared from his guns before he approached the house.

By the way, my dad gave A that pistol. Dad said if he wanted the thing bad enough to shoot himself with it he'd just hand it over and avoid any more bloodstains on the carpet or holes in the house.

As far as I know, A still has it.
 
I have been reading this thread since you first posted it. Man it sucks that it happened but you seem to be taking it very well. Of course I know there is nothing you can do about it now. This thread can be a valuable learning tool for a lot of people. We all know that safety, safety, safety cannot be stressed enough when handling a firearm!

Can I have your permission to share your initial picture with another firearms forum?

Yes you can. Also I have yet to see my hand with only four fingers. I am sure that will have a profound effect on me. I am a very positive person when it comes to these types of things in life. Hopefully I can stay positive and not flip out.
 
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When I was a kid I knew someone who was slightly luckier than you. He and my father were trading guns one night and he'd been fondling a little .22 all night, then putting it down. Eventually they decided to put the guns away and have a beer, and A (the friend of my dad, name redacted to protect the guilty) got a little tipsy. He finally asked to see the .22 again. Dad had been drinking as well and got tired of clearing the gun earlier in the night (I think he was carrying it in a pocket at the time) and said "It's loaded and hot" as he set it on the coffee table.

That was mistake number 2 that night.

A picked up the pistol and was looking at it and fondling it some more in his right hand, his beer in his left (Mistake number 1 was having guns about while drinking) and he decides to try the trigger.

Yep, you guessed it. Right through his beer, and then his left hand, right between the middle and ring finger knuckles. His dog was laying on the floor at his feet and at first he thought he'd shot the dog, since it was covered in blood and broken glass and beer, so the first thing he did was check the dog... then he realized he'd shot himself.

I was about seven or eight when this happened, and from that point on whenever that guy would visit I would meet him at the door and demand that he hand over all of his ammo. He'd stuff his left hand into his pocket and hand me the rounds that he'd already cleared from his guns before he approached the house.

By the way, my dad gave A that pistol. Dad said if he wanted the thing bad enough to shoot himself with it he'd just hand it over and avoid any more bloodstains on the carpet or holes in the house.

As far as I know, A still has it.

To funny. I have no desire to hold that little lcr ever again. It's a fine weapon but I just don't want to touch it. I'm not necessarily fearful of it. More of the feeling that this was the one that bit me. If that makes sense. I will forever own firearms and ccw. But from this point forward I will be ten thousand times more cautious about my surroundings and my weapons. I got to darn comfortable with my own saftey and had a laps in judgment. I honestly don't remember touching the trigger but knowing how the weapon functions I had to have pulled it. This is a very hard thing to admit. I would love nothing more than to be able to say I didn't do it but I know I did. Second mistake was having my hand in the line of fire I don't know exactly what the heck I was thinking but it's to late now. I can't believe I did this to my self. I have never been so careless with a weapon in my life. I have owned hundreds of pistols over the years and never made this mistake before. I remember a thread that was posted here not to long ago about a fella who had a nd through his arm. I sat there and though to myself how is that possible. Why would anyone be that damn senseless. Well karma is a *****. I know now how it's possible. Being completely over confident and thinking your incapable of doing something stupid is a damn good sign you need to step back and open your eyes. I never expected that I would have a firearm related accident. Let alone shoot myself in the damn hand. And yet here I sit with my hand wrapped up missing my middle finger. It's so easy to make a mistake. The hard part is admitting you are the primary reason for the mistake taking place. I could have blamed ruger I could have lawyered up. But the way I've been raised and the way i raise my children that is wrong. See this country needs more honesty and less sugar coated fairy tale bull ****. I was constantly told in school that nothing is your fault and uncle Sam will take care of you. Thank God my parents were there to tell me the truth. You will fail you will fall you will be down and hurt. But through it all you pick your self up wipe your self off and keep moving forward. I can't thank My mom and dad enough for making me the man I am. I have a two year old son and another on the way. It will be my mission to make sure these boys are brought up with the same set of morals and understand that your failures don't determine who you are but how you handle failure damn sure speaks volumes about your character. It's ok to fail just don't stop trying. Keep your head up and make an honest effort to do the best you can.
 
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