Gunshot Wound to the Head

I know what you’re saying…. “How the heck could Incredipete possibly write an entry if he has a bullet wound to the head?!”

Well, the long and the short of it is, I could write an awesome entry with half my brain tied behind my back. That, and the wound is superficial. And self-inflicted.

Yes, I injured myself yesterday at the shooting range in a spectacularly unique and unrepeatable manner.

You see, it all started when I chose my Beretta 96 as my qualifying gun for the Kansas Concealed Carry. In Kansas, as in many states, you have to take a day or two of training, and pass a shooting test. I suppose it’s a good idea to only give permits to people who can shoot… even if it is a silly test.

In Kansas, you have to shoot 25 rounds at an FBI Q target, and 18 of the 25 have to pass on target. It’s not a terribly difficult test, but I still wanted to be prepared, because if I don’t pass the first time this Wednesday, I have to wait 5-6 months for the next open slot to try again.

I had to choose over a month ago which handgun I would be using on the range test. I have a S&W 5906 9mm, a Beretta 96 .40 cal, and a Ruger P345 .45acp. At the time I chose the Beretta, it was my most accurate of the 3. Or rather, I had the most practice with it. In retrospect, it would be a lot easier to pass the test with the Ruger, but it’s already too late.

So every chance I’ve gotten this past month, I’ve gone to the range with 100 rounds, 4 Q targets, and my Beretta.

Last night was no exception. I went into the range, shot one target… scored 24 out of 25… at 30 feet. I put up the second target, shot about 10 rounds, when I felt a searing, unbearable pain near my temple.

Naturally I reached up to see if there was blood, and to my surprise, there was a brass casing wedged between my safety glasses and my head. It had ejected from the gun, bounced off the wall of the booth, and lodged perfectly in such a way that I couldn’t get it out. I tried in vain for about 10 seconds, hollering and cussing. I could feel my skin burning off. I tried to get the glasses off, but they were being held down with the headphones, which I couldn’t take off because there was live fire going on two feet away. I finally pried my glasses off, and the 400 degree brass shell finally fell to the ground.

I decided it was a pity to waste a good target, so I went ahead and finished shooting. There was a police officer in the observation room, and when I came in and took off my headphones, he looked at my head and said “Ouch. That had to suck.” He was right. It sucked.

I drove myself to the Walgreens to get some burn cream, and that numbed it a bit. I asked the pharmacist what I should use to keep it from blistering, and she laughed…. “Hun, there’s no way it’s going to blister… there’s no skin left…”

Yeah. Ouch. Check it out.

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  12 comments for “Gunshot Wound to the Head

  1. August 1, 2006 at 3:58 pm

    DUDE that makes you look TOUGH!!!!!!

    mee-OOW.

  2. August 1, 2006 at 4:46 pm

    You should see the other guy.

  3. RDC
    August 1, 2006 at 8:35 pm

    I first saw how cute you looked in that photo, then I noticed your woundage. Sorry.
    Hey, be a doll and give Jenna the most massivest, full of teary appreciation hug you can muster for me? She knows why.

  4. August 1, 2006 at 9:07 pm

    Damn! File this one under the Coulda-been-much-worse category! I am glad you lived to tell about it.

  5. August 2, 2006 at 10:11 am

    Congratulations! In all of my klutziness (which is plentiful and frequent) I haven’t managed to do that. (Of course, I don’t shoot very often, either.) May it heal in short order. And may you make up a suitably impressive story to tell your colleagues about what happened. 🙂

  6. Livieloo
    August 2, 2006 at 2:10 pm

    Ouch … not quite as bad as the vision I had in my head but then again my imagination is rather over-active. Glad you’re okay. I’m in Texas right now but I’m going to visit the office sometime when I get back. I’ll catch you later.
    Liv

  7. HRT
    August 2, 2006 at 9:25 pm

    That, my friend, is the definition of Bad ASS! Charlton Heston must be applauding in his grave.

  8. August 4, 2006 at 8:05 am

    Okay, I could have sworn I posted a comment here. Have I been deleted or am I just losing the rest of my mind?

  9. August 4, 2006 at 8:54 am

    LOL… you must be loosing your mind… Maybe you’re thinking of another website… ?

  10. August 4, 2006 at 9:20 am

    Holy shit, dude. I got noghing else beyond, Holy shit, Dude

  11. August 4, 2006 at 10:27 am

    Okay, I meant to leave a comment, something along the lines of you need another hole in your head like you need a…well, you know.

  12. Rik
    August 4, 2006 at 5:18 pm

    Took my guns downtown.
    Practice, practice, practice…ouch.
    What the fuck was that?

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