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Originally posted by Glacier
Several of each...My Mom used to say it wasn't really spring until I had a cast on!
I broke my right leg when I was 5. I jumped off our garage roof, just like my big brother had done minutes before. I kinda forgot that Lance was 15 and much more agile than me.
When I was eight, I shattered my right arm. Had to have surgery to reset the bones. My elbow is still crooked. They could have set it straight, but I would have had a frozen elbow joint. This way I have a normal range of motion and as long as I am not holding my arms straight out in front of me, you can't see the curve.
I broke eight fingers at once trying to slam my sister's head in the car door. We get along much better now. I have repeatedly broken fingers playing various sports.
I broke my foot a couple years ago when I kicked the end of my bed in the dark. My toes were pointed back at my face. Not fun!
Surgeries--I had surgery in hospital to remove my wisdom teeth. I have jaw problems from a car accident and can't keep my mouth open for long so they knocked me out to do the teeth.
I've had my right shoulder rebuilt after I tore the rotator cuff. My shoulder would pop out of joint at random intervals! It's fine now.
Currently I have a chronically sprained right wrist which may require a surgical repair at some point.
Wow! Hearing about all of those broken bones makes me hurt!! Geesh, Glacier!