“Uh-oh! Did it stove your finger up?”
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Tipper
Overheard: snippets of conversation I overhear in Southern Appalachia
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Tipper,
and Sue….I loved that you mentioned “stone bruise”! I used to get those when I went barefooted and took off running…or walking fast and stepping on a rock (stone) in just the right angle…oooooh, did that hurt…sometimes for days….
Thanks for the memory of barefoot days and another injury that people think today would kill their children…I’ve stepped on glass, bees, nails, rocks/stones, etc. and survived. The worst rusty nail accident happened though, was when a nail stobbed up through my shoe…off to the hospital with that one with my shoe and nail still intact…crying my eyes out!
Haven’t heard that one for a long time. My dad got “stove up” from time to time. The term applied to any bone or joint that might be a bit stiff or achy. Again, we were far from Appalachia. But mountain folk at heart.
I know the term stoved up very well and use it often. I’ve stove my fingers up many times when I played basketball and football. When I hurt my back and could hardly walk without a stabbing pain I was sho nuff stoved up! Great expression. I wonder where that one came from?
I know most people say stumped,but my father by marriage,who had more sayings than carter had little pills,said stubbed for stumped.
Never heard “stoved” used for an injured finger. But a similar use, meaning smashed in, would be “That ol’ house is ruin’t. The roof’s all stoved in.” I wish I was nearby and could attend the Presley Girls performances!
Yep, I’ve heard that said before, especially while twirling a baton and tossing baseballs long long ago.
I wonder where it started, and I wonder why we say “stove a finger” but “stub a toe” when it’s about the same injury. LOL
Prayers everyone has a great safe weekend.
God bless.
RB
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TimMC’s comment about getting his foot in the bicycle spokes brought back a painful memory. A friend had a bike with no chain – so no brakes. We would push it up hills and coast down. We removed the front fender and stuck our foot against the fork and front tire when we needed brakes. My bare foot got drawn in and stuck between the fork and the tire which caused us to flip over the handlebars and into grandma’s rose bush. I only rode it with shoes after that.
I have one crooked finger from hitting a beam during a green persimmon fight. It was swollen and painful for quite a while. It hurts now for a couple of days before a rain storm.
My “self-inflicted injuries” didn’t stop when childhood ended. Just recently I had to have a tetanus shot and antibiotics after stabbing my thumb with an electric screwdriver.
how about getting a “stone bruise”
I am left handed. We played softball in elementary school. Most of the kids didn’t have gloves so we used what the school had. Of course there were no gloves for lefties so I used the standard ones. I had to catch with the glove and switch hands to throw.
In one game I was pitching. None of the kids on the other team could hit my pitches and everybody was getting bored just watching me strike out every batter so the teacher told me to throw pitches they could hit. The first “good” pitch got hit right back at me. I didn’t have time to put on the glove. I just stuck out my hand. I caught the ball and made the out but that was the end of the game and the season for me. I caught the ball with my fingers or better said “in my fingers.” I stabbed at the ball and it went between my fingers and stuck there. It felt like I had stuck my hand in a light socket.
That was my writing hand too. I had to hold my hand flat with the pencil pinched between my thumb and the knuckle of my index finger for three or four months. Did I go to the doctor? No, it was just stove up. Doctors were for serious injuries.
Tipper,
I’ve been stoved up many times when I was a kid. I learned to open up my hands when catching a football or basketball, cause them things can really hurt you.
The thing that makes the Blind Pig and the Acorn so interesting to me is you never know what the topic is until you open your e-mail. Late in the day, I like to go back and read all the interesting comments…Ken
“No but it stumped my toe!”
Oops! Wish I could be there! ENMW
Stove up your finger is one of life’s severe pain lessons.. As a child I played hard, and “skint” knees, cut fingers, knot on the head, you name it I’ve done it, even got my foot hung in the spokes of the bicycle, cut me like a cheese slicer.. Now I’m older those bumps and bruises and some broke, are reminding me of all those little life lessons…
You did it again! That’s one I use when I’m sore and stiff from digging, raking, etc. I say I’m all ‘stoved up’. A variation is ‘stoved in’ as in a big dent in the side.
Ha! Yes, this is a good one. I used to stove up my finger playing baseball all the time. When I first got married, Kim and I decided to get back in shape. After a week of working out, I told her “I’m all sto’ed up.” She thought I meant I was constipated!
Thanks for sharing a good laugh this morning!
Tipper,
I’ve “stoved up” my fingers many times through years. As a youth getting hit on the end of the finger with a basketball once that jammed it so hard I thought I would die right there from the pain…Then there were the numerous hits with those big old softballs, back in my day, when the ball jumped the wooden bat laying on the ground in the midst of a ferocious “rolley-bat” game…
The worst swollen that turned blue and pained me for days was a “stoved thumb”…I reached back with my hand trying to shield a hard smack to my back side by my Dad after answering him with a smart-aleck, sassy remark…He didn’t intend to hurt me, with one swat, but just get my attention…I had already been warned to hush-up…I was a teenager then…I deserved the swat…Worried my Dad to death and made me soak it for days in Epson salt solution…ha…
Nope, never sassed again…and that happened only once and was the only time I ever remember my Dad ever swatting my backside! It shocked me as much as it did him when the swat landed solely on the end of my thumb! ha
Yep. I have found that, if I don’t walk every day, I get stove up with arthritis.
I know folks who are almost completely stove up, and I hope to avoid that.
When my dog got old, she got so stove up she couldn’t jump up onto the couch anymore, so I’d lift her.
I love these overheard snippets, they’re so real!
I stove my finger and stubbed my toe.