Fracture wrist a few years back when I was on my motorbike. I stopped at traffic lights (on red) but the car behind me didn't so he rammed into me, causing me to stumble and my bike tipped onto my right side, dragging me with it and as I was holding onto the bike it kinda landed on my wrist. I got up, and I seemed ok, luckily, my bike seemed to not be damaged

Anyway about an hour later at work my wrist swole up like the elephant man. Went to hopsital and had a x-ray which A&E said was clear. Jusat bruising. The next day I got a call from the hospital, and the specialist found a thin fractal in one of my bones in my wrist, so I was called back for a plastic on my arm. 6 weeks with arm in plaster.
When I was about 14-15 I was heading to my mate (Robs house) with my old mate (Gareth) we were on our push bikes. We were on the road, and due to an on coming car on a narrow road I went onto the pavement around a car which was parked 1/2 of the pavement and half on the road (on the left), my mate stayed on the road, and went the other side of the car parked.
Anyway the guy in the parked car decided to swing his door open just as I was riding past the door. So I hit the door and fly straight over the top of my handle bars and land face first on the pavement, whilst scrapping my face along the pavement. The problem was that a few days before the pavement had been retarmac'd with those gravel bits dropped onto the wet tar. As you can imagine the pavement was full of it and just helped my face slide along the floor. Well the next thing I remember was being in my dads car as my mate had phoned him. I ended up with 12 stitches to my face (under my nose) this was after the nurse/doctor had got tweezers on my face and pulled about 20 small gravel bits from my face. My nose was shattered and due to now being weakened has broken 4 times since (my nose is very brittle now) This all happened three days before Xmas, I had my face covered in bandages for 2 weeks after that.
When I was about 8 years old, me and my younger sister (1 year younger) was playing darts with our dartboard in the garden, anyway I musty have said something to annoy her (cannot remember) as she decided to throw the dart at me. I was topless at the time as it was summer. I stood there with a whole end of the dart (metal bit - 2.5") long stuck in my chest right next to my left nipple. My parents took me to the hospital and an x-ray showed that the dart had not hit anything and the doctor was able to just pull it out! Funny thing was I didn't even feel any pain at any point.