How many bones have you broken in your life? For me, if I remember correctly, it was three, but they were small bones in my right hand from the same incident. I slipped while loading some chains onto a tow truck.
My right foot twice (I have a great story about the first time....I tripped over a Hare Krishna in a temple in India). My left foot once (no good story about that one). My right little finger once.
Two. Tripped while chasing a goat and stuck out my hand to break the fall. Broke the wrist instead. One toe, walking around the house barefoot and kicked something on the floor.
Broken leg from horseback riding accident, was in a cast from June until almost Christmas……. It was a BAD break ! My doctor said he had never seen a worse break outside of the military, and I had to have a couple of operations on it. What happened was I started to get on my horse (it was a new one I had recently bought) and she was not very well broke, and she started to buck hard as soon as I stepped into the stirrup. Rather than try and get on and ride it out, I stepped back off, and as I did her hind foot came crashing down on my right leg, and popped it like a broken hot dog. When I tried to lift my leg, it just flopped and I knew it was broken. My friend brought her truck out to the field because there was no way i could get up , let alone walk. She and her kids found a couple of old sticks and some hay rope and made a splint over my leg with that, and somehow I crawled over to the truck and got in and off we went to the hospital. When we got there, the nurse brought out a wheel chair, but I could not stand up and walk over to it, so I had to maneuver myself in. None of the nurses knew how bad the break was, and my cowboy boots hid all of the bloody stuff. When the doctor got my cowboy boot off, and my jeans cut open on the leg, my friend Norma, turned white and almost fainted, so I knew it had to be bad. Because of the deep open wound, they found not put on a cast, and I was in the hospital for almost a week before I was able to go home. Once the wound was healing enough, they had me back to the hospital and put in three long pins above and three below the break, with metal braces on the sides, and I was in the hospital for almost another week. I had to wear the metal brace for a couple of months wile the wound healed, and then they brought me back to the hospital to take off the brace, take all of the pins out, and put on a cast that went from my foot to almost the top if my thigh, and I had that for another 3 months or so, I have bad balance and had a terrible time walking with crutches; so the doctor ordered me a walker to use instead. The leg would itch, and one time it was itching really bad way down by my ankle and I was trying to figure out what would fit inside the case to scratch it. I decided to use my fishing pole. It worked to scratch the itch, but the little ring at the top of the pole got snagged in the cause wrapped around my leg and i could not get the fishing pole back out ! I was in a total panic that I might have to go to see my doctor with a fishing pole stuck down inside my cast, and SO embarrassed. After a lot of desperate yanking, I finally got the fishing pole back out, and decided that was something not to do ever again. By late fall, I had a walking cast and could actually go outside and walk without crutches or the walker, and I was really happy for that. Because so much of my bone in my calf had been shattered, the leg had to just be put back together as well as possible, so it is now shorter than the left leg, and is just a little crooked, and I still have the little scars on my leg from the brace. This was in 1988, not long after my divorce, and a few months after my mom and dad died; and I was glad that I had friends to help me make it through the experience. I could not find a picture that looked like my leg brace, but this one will give you the basic idea of how it functioned.
Broke both collar bones, both little toes, 2 fractures on left tibia and jammed 3 knuckles on each hand on numerous occasions. Now, since money is considered the backbone of my financial existence, that’s been broken so many times I really don’t want to talk about it.
Cracked, but not broken, left collarbone and ankle. Can feel where the crack happened and ankle has two screws/plate. Both from solo motorcycle accidents years ago.
Only one or two, a finger and a thumb. I never went to a doc about the thumb but I think I probably had a fracture because it healed kinda weird. For the thumb, I was reaching for a basketball when somebody kicked it. Finger was when a beast in one of my martial arts classes threw a kick at my mid section and I deflected it, but he broke one of my fingers right through a boxing glove. That guy was a machine, worst nightmare for anyone who crossed him.
Right wrist from skating at a roller rink as a kid. Five broken ribs from getting hit by a car on the motorcycle. Maybe a few on my right foot from me falling to my right while on the motorcycle with the foot getting squashed by the engine. Never had it checked but I should have.
At about 8 yrs, I fell down a coal chute at my grandparent's bldg, got a minor nose break and then at 72, let a surgeon break my hip bones to do a replacement...Regrets??/ Yes That's it for my 85 yrs soon.
Collarbone as a kid. And I've only had 2 stitches, the time I sliced my finger on the fixin's bar sneeze guard frame at Roy Rogers.
I had a weird thumb injury, not the one above. I’m pretty flexible and until several years ago was able to bend some of my fingers back until they touched the top of my hand. Anyway, I was walking throught the woods and slipped on some leaf covered rock. I went down fast but caught myself with my left hand. I assumed I had put my hand in something wet because I kept wiping it on my jeans. I finally looked at my hand and it was blood. It was kind of gross. I had bent the first joint of my thumb so far backwards that the skin crease in my thumb’s joint just spit wide open. The interstitial tissue was already swollen and protruding. I went to the emergency room and the doc said that’s an interesting one. He said he could not stitch it closed with so much swollen tissue protruding so he had to cut that away before he could stitch it closed. I didn’t break, or even sprain anything, just split my skin open clean across my thumb.