Down to the bone. Have you ever broken a bone and how did it happen?

When I was in the first grade I was at a day care since my mum was at work and we couldn't stay on our own. I was going across the monkey bars when one of my arms slipped, and then the second and I fell onto the compacted dirt under the monkey bars. It turns out I chiped a piece of bone off my elbow. It was the worse thing that could happen to a first grader. lol. I missed the last month of school because of it and had to have a cast on for what seemed to be forever.

My husband was skateboarding and fell. We thought he just sprained his ankle. There was swelling and it bruised but nothing felt out of place. This happened in May. In August his ankle was hurting again so we went to the doctor. He broke his ankle and the tendants were tore. He had to have a metal plate and 6 screws put in. Physical Therapy and I had to wait on him hand and foot. Not fun for anyone involved.

Is a broken bone same as a fractured?? hehe ^_^ I've only experienced fractured of my right wrist twice by falling from the monkey bar.. LOL ^_^ As ple say, once bitten twice shy, but i dun care and thus resulted in my right wrist fractured again.. hehe ^_^ After i've seen the doctor, the doctor gave me a serious warning that if i were to fractured my right wrist ever again, my right hand will be handicapped for life.. ANd once i heard that, i start to protect my right wrist very carefully.. LOL ^_^ And very luckily, i'm a left handed person.. LOL ^_^

I broke my second toe once and there's nothing they can do for that except to "buddy brace" it to another toe. That thing hurt for a couple of weeks! I didn't go to the doctor, just researched it on the internet and when I called the doc, that's exactly what he said. I had my jaw surgically broken when I was 17. It had a congenital defect and I would've been deaf by the time I was 30 if they didn't do it. 6 weeks of a liquid diet, hope I never have to do that again! I remember around week five, I managed to open my jaw enought to slip a tiny piece of chocolate in! So there are still wires in my jaw, every dentist I go to asks me about them! Man, I'm glad I didn't have a fracture like you did! That had to hurt like the dickens!

Broke my ankle in two places on way home after a night out. Think i put it down awkwardly coming off a wall. It made it pretty difficult to walk (suprisingly), but my friend was convinced it was just the drink so i kept at it. Woke next day to find it swollen like a balloon. Guess the bonus of breaking a bone in a situation like that is you can't feel the pain but then i suppose it wouldn't have got broken without the drink in the first place.

Last March on a Fri. eve, I slipped on wet leaves and fell, breaking my right wrist. My husband took me to the hospital. An X-ray confirmed my pain level of excrutiating. I had to wait until Tues. to have an operation. I did not want a cast, so opted for the screws. Besides my arm looking hideous, that contraption hurt. It took 3 months to heal. And good thing I had medical insurance. The ironic part is I fell on my own property, so couldn't sue (not that I believe in suing). To this day it still throbs when I write or type.

The only bone I have broken is my toe bone. I have a longer second toe than most people. I jumped into a swimming pool feet first when I was about 12. I discover, painfully , that it was only about 1 foot deep. I smashed my second toe on the bottom. I tried to swim with it that way, but it kept waving back and forth from the water pressure pushing against it! That toe is still crooked. By far the worst broken bone I have had to contend with was my son's broken hand.We were on vacation and he went over his bike head first and broke the outside bone on his hand. There was a lot of pain and blood and the nearest hospital was 1 hour away. That was an ordeal.!

You're gonna laugh at the second broken bone story--promise! Ok, the first one happened so long ago, I don't even recall it, so this is based one stories over the years. I had to be younger than 4 years old (when we moved). My parents had a sofa with thinner arms--perfect for a little kid to perch on. I was sitting there while my mom was on the phone and somehow I slipped off and landed on my right elbow, shattering it. That fun event caused me to be in an arm-length cast of heavy plaster for six weeks (mid arm down over my hand). Fun (NOT!). The second incident occured just before my sixth birthday (this one I remember clear as day!). We were over my aunt and uncle's home, and they were remodeling their kitchen. They had removed the dishwasher out to just beyond the back porch. They had a large round pool, and since it was summer, all six of us were playing (my sister was too little to climb in and out of the pool). One of my cousins came up with a brilliant idea...let's have a relay race! It involved jumping off the ladder into the pool, climbing out, running to the porch and then jumping off the dishwasher. I was the youngest involved (and the shortest), so I guess I pushed too hard and lost my balance (on a slippery dish washer!), landing on the SAME elbow and SHATTERING it AGAIN! My parents were beside themselves! I had to go to the beach like that (how fun is it to go into the surf with a plastic bag over your arm?), and then I started school. My teacher wouldn't excuse me from learning to write initially, but when she saw how much I struggled trying to hold the pencil (one of those really thick ones), she allowed my best friend to do my schoolwork! And to this day, I still hold my pens incorrectly!

Thankfully I've never actually broken a bone. I've injured myself several other times in other various ways but I've never broken anything. I'm quite glad too because I'm not looking forward to casts and any of that other fun stuff you have to wear when you break a bone.

I was running down the basement steps, and I happened to miss the bottom rung. Our rungs are longer than usual so what I did is try to break my fall and landed on my right wrist. Luckily my husband was home, so we rushed to the nearest hospital and I got it fixed and a cast that I had to wear for a weak. However now that it has healed, my left hand (and I am a leftie) does not work as good and if I write or type too long I have a spasm on the outside of my left hand and my handwriting looks more like that on a prescription pad then real writing.

I have broken my arm before, in a stupid STUPID accident lol. I was hanging off of a tree branch waiting to swing and jump into a pile of leaves, and my feet were maybe dangling a foot away from the ground. I had my brother push me so i could get a head start at swinging but he pushed me to hard and I let go to late and ended up falling down on my back, but my left arm was under me. I ended up breaking it, a little above my wrist, NOT FUN. I was too scared to go to the hospital though becuase at that time I was rediculously afraid of them, so i went for a good 4 days just holding my arm while walking around, my parents had to trick me into going to the hospital.

Yes I broke my little pinkie finger on my right hand at volleyball practice when I was in the 7th or 8th grade. I was using a harder volleyball than we were supposed to and plus I didn't put my fingers together like you were supposed to. I didn't know it was broken until after practice. My school's principle told my dad after practice what had happened. My dad let me go home and change before he took me down to the E.R than we went out for supper after that. It was only a tiny small fracture it didn't take long to heal but I couldn't play volleyball for awhile.

I broke my arm as a child. I can not remember how old I was maybe between 6-10. I begged my dad because he had an old tire that he was going to throw away and I wanted to keep it. He reluctantly gave in. Well I was a very imaginative child and remembered a circus where they had used barrels to roll around on. I sat the tire up against a tree climbed on and started walking on top of the tire as it rolled. I was very proud as I rolled along until the tire fell out from under me. I landed on my arm on top of the tire. A pain shot up through my arm and would not go away. I went in crying to my mom and she loaded me up to take me to the hospital. we lived way out in the country. We got about 10 miles from home and ran out of gas. We started walking and every car kept passing us. Finally a nice younger couple stopped and picked us up and ran us to get gas. I broke my right arm and spent part of my summer in a cast which limited my swimming and showering ability. Oh good times good times.

When i was 14 my dad bought horses for my sister and i. My brother didn't like them. One day while riding my horse a neighborhood crush came and wanted to ride the horse with me. So i let him jump up behind me. The horse didn't like this and bucked us off. I landed on my shoulder blade and broke my collar bone. I also walked behind her one day and got kicked in the shin. Im 52 now and still have a dent and a bump in my shin. A few years ago i was involved in a auto accident and broke my collar bone.

I haven't broken any bones (not yet)....but my son (the older one) had a fractured his tibia bone 3.5 months back. He was running and took a turn when his ankle twisted as he fell and he broke the bone in his leg. He had a full cast on for 6 weeks. I've never seen him in so much pain before (his pain tolerance is quite high). A couple of days after the cast came off, he fell again and pulled a ligament in the same leg!!!

i never been that situation, but one of my friend got a broken hand, i think it is not easy to be in that situation, specially how to handle the things that you need to fix or to sleep with broken hand. it so hurt specially when winter time. the good thing is your better now my friend.

I have never broken a bone in my life... and i hope i never will... my tolerance to pain is very low... and i don't know what i will do if something like that would happen to me... But i remember when i was very young... like around 4 years old... my father broke his leg while playing basketball... i saw how he suffered from that... and i don't want to experience something like that in my entire life...

oh did I I fell , a really bad fall, and landed on my left shoulder. I was taken to the er and from there to x ray in considerable pain. it turned out I had smashed the bones in my left shoulder so badly I had to have them surgically removed and a bionic shoulder joint replacement put in instead. I still cannot use my left arm completely. I can lift it maybe ten or twelve inches but that is all.one fall on my way to eat out at my favorite restaurant and my world fell apart. my insurance thankGod paid the whole bill which was 86,000 dollars. what on earth would I have done without my wonderful Evercare insurance for senior citizens from Secure Horizons?

Not -- not yet. :) But my second brother did break his right arm when he was in high school. He had a fight with some boy at school and he tried to kick him but the guy got hold of his leg so he quickly use his right arm on the ground and that's how he broke it. Because of that incident, he learned how to write using his left hand. Now, he knows how to write in both hands. :)

It was several years ago for me also. I was trying to lock my big dog outside by putting the special slide in the doggie door we had installed in our patio door. I thought the dog was still inside, so I bent down to slide the cover over the door & before I knew what was happening my dog jumped right through the door, plastic slide & all. Well, needless to say, I went flying backwards & landed on my arm. I heard a big snap, but was so shocked that I really did not know what had happened for a few seconds. I managed to pick myself up off the floor & call the doctor. I went to Urgent Care, they took x-rays of my wrist & said they didn't think anything was broken, but they would have the radiologist check in the morning. Well, during the next week, my wrist continued to swell, turning colors & was very painful. I could not handle anything with my right hand. About a week later, the orthopedic surgeon's office called me & said, "You better get yourself into this office immediately, your wrist is broken". I was both mad & stunned that they had let this go for a week without any response. I went to their office that day & was in a cast for 6 weeks. It felt so much better to be in the cast, the pain was not so intense. I know this does not compare to your back, but they are both stupid mistakes by doctors...