I remember a guy at the skate park breaking his finger. He taped it to another finger with duct tape and went back to skating. He had my respect after that.
We also had a kid break one of the two bones in his arm. It made a nice little V-shape, like he'd dented it. He was so hyped up with adrenaline that we had to take his board away to stop him from going back out. I'm the one who had to call his mom. That was fun.
As for me, the most miserable I've ever been was when I had an extreme case of poison ivy all over both hands. They looked like two huge, bulbous monster hands. Fluid-filled blisters on top of blisters. I couldn't hold anything without oozing all over it. I don't really remember it much at all, I think because I was zoned out on Benadryl or something. I just know that it was an awful experience.
