My total is four. I don't even remember the first two. When I was very young, my right hand got slammed in a car door. My parents didn't know that the little finger and the one next to had been broken, so they didn't take me to a doctor. As a result those fingers have always been crooked, with the little finger being the worst. Never hindered me in any way though, so I've never considered getting them fixed.
In the early 90's I slipped on some wet steps coming out of a store. Broke the bottom two ribs on the right side and messed up my back big time. I walked like Quasimodo for months, and it's one of the most painful things I've ever dealt with. I slept in a reclining chair for weeks because if I layed down trying to get out of bed was near impossible. I remember sitting at my dining room table, and felt a sneeze comimg on. I tried to supress it with no luck. I'm not kidding when I say I wound up on my knees with tears running down my face. That's how bad the pain was. And I've always had a pretty high tolorance for pain.
In the early 90's I slipped on some wet steps coming out of a store. Broke the bottom two ribs on the right side and messed up my back big time. I walked like Quasimodo for months, and it's one of the most painful things I've ever dealt with. I slept in a reclining chair for weeks because if I layed down trying to get out of bed was near impossible. I remember sitting at my dining room table, and felt a sneeze comimg on. I tried to supress it with no luck. I'm not kidding when I say I wound up on my knees with tears running down my face. That's how bad the pain was. And I've always had a pretty high tolorance for pain.
