But I've never had a broken bone.

ive broken both of my picky fingers. once in a river where i was panning for gold (school field trip). i squateded down and my friend pushed me over. i went about 300 feet down a big ass river before i could swim to the side and grab a tree. almost died!

the other time was when i was in a fighter. i swung for the kid's stomach (i ducked under his punch) and i hit the batards belt buckle. but at least i won the fight.

ive got tons of cool scars. i just got one actually. i went deep see fishing and i feel off the boat, but my hand snagged a line and the other guy though he was caught something. so now my hand really hurts.

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she's still out there somewhere.... believing i'm going to come get her when she stops looking over her shoulder.

anyway, my ankle healed a bit crooked, but i don't limp or anything.... so i guess i can let her off the hook now.

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kuru
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One on my left shoulder, left elbow, left hip and left knee all from the same crash on my dirtbike, hit a damn dog that came out of nowhere, tire turned sideways and I went over the bars, didn't have any gear on either. Also have one running from my left kidney to my solar phlexus from when I was like 10. Was riding my (pedal) bike and wipedout in a ditch with the handle bar stuck in my kidney(on the front of my body)which wasn't bad, execpt the fucking idiot behind me kept going right into the other end of my handlebars, giving me a nice rainbow shaped scar.

There are others, but no memorable stories behind them. Never broken a bone, which is really surprising, seen as how I've bounced off rocks, trees, etc.

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on the broken bone tiff:
i haven't broken a bone, but i have sprained a thumb, and that was playing soccer when i was like 7 heh. the ball got kicked at me and hit my hand. I've sprained fingers about a million times after that playing basketball...

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other than the one broken ankle, it was all in good fun. and even that was kind of fun...

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kuru
'if your children ever found out how lame you are, they'd kill you in your sleep.' -frank zappa

My cranium is propably a bit chipped (one time i came off a rotating chair at speed (i was about 5, my sister and i took turns spinning each other on this rotating chair. It was fun) and smacked my head into the metal corner of a table.)

That probably hurt, but i do not remember said accident.

I myself have broke both bones in my left arm riding my bike down a huge bumby hill. Imagine your wrist, then a second wrist about 3 inches from it, that's what my arm looked like. Hurt like a mofo. The other was my left collarbone playing football. That one strangly didn't hurt at all. Just walked in to the nurse at school and told her I broke my collarbone, she didn't even believe me at first =|

If you can't see the broken bone it doesn't hurt at all. Least that's my theory =)

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Now broken bones, on the other hand...

I broke my right wrist 3 times (insert masturbation joke here). Once playing football in 3rd grade, once riding my bike down a flight of stairs, and the other time...I can't remember.

But the peice d'resistance is breaking the femur. I had to wear a half-body cast that went all the way down my right leg and up around my hips. They cut out a little square in the back so I could still take a crap, sans soiling myself. No bueno.

the day that some drug dealer tried to drown me because i looked at him wrong, and the time i mentioned in the cell phone thread. i've been lucky i guess, that my collection of scars have all been superficial wounds.

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kuru
'if your children ever found out how lame you are, they'd kill you in your sleep.' -frank zappa

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eng_man said:

If you can't see the broken bone it doesn't hurt at all. Least that's my theory =)

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Actually, what is more likely the case is that with injuries that should be intensely painful, your body's self-defense mechanisms block those nerve impulses and keeps them from reaching your brain. Otherwise, you would pass out and go into shock. (Sorry, sometimes the nursing student in me comes out and there's no holding it back.)

Miraculously I've never broken any bones. I drank lots of milk as a kid, and have a fairly large bone structure for a female, so all of that was to my advantage.

I've sprained both wrists and ankles numerous times (played softball for like 8 or 9 years, and did a lot of camping) and when I was 12 I hyperextended my right knee (bent it the wrong way). That led to 6 weeks in a full leg cast in the middle of a Louisiana summer. If the heat wasn't bad enough, there was only one bathroom in my house I could pee in, b/c the cast came up so high on my leg I had to prop my leg on the side of the bathtub in order to be able to sit on the toilet. That gave my ligaments and tendons time to repair themselves, then not quite 2 years later I had to have arthroscopic surgery so they could check the condition of my cartilage damage. They determined my cartilage is totally shot, and so I had to end my softball career. So I have 3 small scars around my knee that were the holes for that surgery. The only other scar I have is on my left hand where I had to have 6 stitches when I fell off my bike and cut my palm open. It blends in with all the lines in my hand though, so it's not a big deal at all.

Holy shit, I just realized all that happened within a couple months of each other. I cut my hand on May 1 (the day before my birthday), and the knee injury happened mid-late June while I was at camp. Just a random side-thought.

[This message has been edited by nautilus (edited September 11, 2000).]