the dr's told me that taking my melted uniform off likely saved my life, I was butt@ss naked, wrapped in a towel for the ambulance/helicopter rides. Shop uniforms should be cotton, luckily the jeans were cotton so only the shirt melted into my skin...really sucked peeling it off and then peeling the bandages the local hospital put on without large amounts of Silva dine to help prevent attachment to the scabbing 12 hours later in the burn unit.What a hoot. I did that too, only I wasn't smart enough to unplug the coil.
I thought it was hydro-locked on antifreeze, and didn't expect any kind of flamethrower action. I wasn't burned nearly as badly as you were. My incident was ignited by the ignition, and I think a lot of the gas burned up in the air before it got to me.
Not me, but my late hubby. Tore bicep tendon trying to catch a log rolling toward him. His arm was black all the way to his wrist in a few days. Don't know how to insert pic.
Glad you mentioned being dehydrated. I‘m frequently cutting in high and dry mountains and that is a serious issue that is not always obvious, especially as it will effect your judgement before your physical performance (at least with me). In my younger days I flew a lot (as pilot) in small aircraft. Since I didn’t want to have to pee on the trip I would not drink before the flight. Big mistake!
As a teenager, I went through a short stint of Railroad train surfing. When a train would go by slow enough, I'd jump on the ladder of the car. The second time I attempted this, the train majorly sped up after I jumped on. I panicked and thought , what do I do now. My logic was, if I jumped off I could stay running along side of it and gradually slow myself down. Not how it worked, When I jumped, I instantly face-planted in rocks that are track side. I knocked my 2 front teeth out and still have the scar on my chin
