Went to a friend's apartment and they were like "hey, let me show you this cool thing!"
Went down to the basement level where there was an enormous 1 ton bank vault door, with the clear glass on the back and the piston locks and all that. The door was easily 5 feet tall. The vault inside had been cleaned out and turned into like a game room or something.
Said friend goes "it's so crazy!" and swings the door gently toward the closed position and is like "try it!"
So I start swinging it back toward the open position, where the door meets the wall of the vault.
It takes a bit of effort just to get it moving but it does. And as it starts moving under its own momentum (just a gentle, 1 ton swing) I realize it's going to keep swinging right into the wall. My brain goes "don't let it slam in to the wall" and so I try to start braking its swing with my grip on the handle.
It's not stopping, not stopping, man maybe it's time I just let---
*pop*
My wrist folds over as the full actual weight of the door goes into the right plane.
No, I didn't snap/break/shatter my wrist. Just really, really hyper extended all the tendons and ligaments in there. I'm currently typing with both hands at normal speed as long as I don't try to do anything fancy.. Wrist still moves in all planes but is completely stiff, hurts like hell, and that hand has no grip strength. Still went around and drank a few beers and had dinner, and I don't consider myself exceptionally macho in that regard. Of course is this after 600mg of Ibprofen. As soon as the anti-inflammation wears off.....
I think I'll be ok but I'm down my dominant hand for.....? Probably a few weeks at a minimum. And I gotta move in a week, just called the truck today. Not quite the worst thing I could have done but pretty damn bad. Just glad I did most of my packing already, all I have left is to break down big heavy shit.....
Feeling like a complete dumbass. In my hubris I thought I had considered the physics involved. I did not.
That said, I consider myself lucky. If my hand had been between that handle and the wall it would have been turned to paste. Or on a lesser scale, shattered my wrist. I think I let go before any really extreme damage happened. Kinda reminds when I slipped and fell on the ice a few years ago and my full weight came down on my elbow at my side. Same similar kind of "everything feels like a steel cable in there" sensation.
I am perpetually amazed at how accident prone I am. Feels like I have something semi-major happen at least once a year. And I don't even want to think what this is going to do to my lifting in the gym. Literally everything is going to be harder/more painful/needs lighter weight because of this. UUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH.