I'm actually morbidly curious about this topic, as I have never once been in a hospital or doctor's office for anything major like this. Hell, I'm never even had an awful fever. The worst injury I ever had was that I drove a screw into my foot, and even that was taken care of cleanly at home. I have no idea what any of this is like, and it actually drives me a bit batty.

i've never actually broken a bone, but there are other kinds of contusions and things i'm prone to.

i once flew down a flight of stairs, mostly out of stupidity. when i tried to stand up afterward {after panting for a long time, suppressing the incredible urge to start screaming}, the knee that i'd initally landed on bent to the RIGHT.

yeaaaaaaaaaaaaah. i never went to the hospital for it, because the reason i'd been running down the stairs in the first place was that i was late getting home to my psycho grandma, and i was afraid of her. i completely forwent a trip to the hospital offered to me by the "police" on my high school/college campus to get home to her, and at first, she wouldn't even let me in the house! --it was one of the ways she punished me... to lock me outside all night if i came home late, and i'd have to sleep on the back porch. she'd eventually let me in to shower at about five in the morning before i had to go to school, but i digress.

when she let me in, i told her how hurt i was, and asked if i could go to the hospital {imagine being so afraid of someone that you have to ASK to go to a HOSPITAL}, and she told me that if i was really that hurt, i'd have gone after i'd first fallen.

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I've fractured my right elbow three times and sprained an ankle. The first time was when I fell on the last day of sixth grade, the second was when I fell in my high school dance class, and the third was when I slipped in a rainy parking lot. I'll never forget the agony of that first time broken bone. I had to wait for three hours in the emergency room and the Demoral they gave me barely dulled the pain. 

My ankle was sprained only a month or two ago when I had tripped down the stairs. At first I thought I'd broken my nose too since I'd landed on my face but I had just badly scratched it.  It's actually kind of interesting because I learned that there are a great deal of blood vessels in the human face, so if you scratch it it looks worse than it is. Lesson: Never live upstairs.

My arm was broke for me by some older kids when I was about seven.  Had to sit in the principal's office until school let out before anything could be done about it (and we didn't sue. 'cause?  I dunno).

My nose has been broken a few times, most recently in a car accident.  When the police asked if anything was broken, I told them my coffee cup broke and I'd lost all the coffee; head injuries!

And I damaged some ribs and had to have them wrapped after someone hit me with their SUV, in part for having naked fun time with their ex (and their roommate's ex).

Overall, I think I've been lucky I haven't received more damage, considering some of the stupid situations I've found myself in.