TODAY’S POLL

LAST POLL RESULTS

38.7% of you voted Yes, once in yesterday’s poll: Have you ever broken a bone?

“I was a big baby — almost 11 pounds at birth — and the nurses had to push on my mom’s belly during labor to help get me through the birth canal (this was the ’70s — I imagine it would be handled much differently today!). Something during the birthing process — either pushing, pulling, twisting, or squeezing — broke my clavicle, and I had to be handled with care for the first few weeks of my life… which, of course, was a big bummer to my older sisters. I’m sure it’s no surprise that I don’t remember one bit of it.”

“Being an athlete from 5 years old through my mid-20s, I’m proud AND surprised to say I’ve only broken my pinky toe once in my life. I seem to have been blessed with strong bones. I’ve torn ligaments and gotten multiple sprains, but that’s about it!”

“Broke my collarbone as a child.”

“HAPPENED IN THE EARLY ’60S — MY COLLARBONE. I WAS PUT IN AN UPPER-BODY CAST WITH ONLY MY LEFT HAND AND RIGHT ARM UNCOVERED FOR 3 MONTHS. NOW THEY WEAR A HARNESS FOR 6 WEEKS.”

“In elementary school playing dodgeball.”

“I broke my arm when I was 10 years old playing tag ball with the neighborhood kids. I dove to avoid the ball, then looked down at my arm — and so did the kids. We all freaked out. I ran home, and my dad drove me straight to the hospital. He had just walked in from work, saw my arm, and said, ‘That looks broken. Let’s get it fixed.’ No painkillers back then when the doctor set the bone — holy heck, did that hurt. The worst part was seeing all the kids playing outside while I had to wait for my arm to get better. But as a kid, I still ran out, cast and all, when my mom wasn’t looking.”

“Not sure if this counts, but I did break half of one of my front teeth when I was 13, sledding with my brother and friends on a snow day. Mortifying.”

“Fractured my jaw in 1975.”

“Just a little bone in my foot — I live in NYC and walk everywhere, which can be hard on your feet if you don’t wear the right shoes! I’ve slowly gotten rid of all the shoes that hurt, so I’m hoping I won’t break my foot again…”

“I am thankful every day for my mobility. I was hit by a careless driver, spent six months on a walker, and am grateful for my recovery.”

“Broken wrist. Used a homemade comfrey and noni mixture to speed up healing.”

“I broke my wrist when I was 52. Wearing a cast was a nightmare for me. There wasn’t a day that I didn’t think about cutting it off.”

“Don’t remind me.”

“At 72 years old, I had no broken bones in all those years. Then, just after turning 73, I broke the 5th metatarsal in my right foot. I almost made it through life with no broken bones.”

“I have broken my right arm seven times, cracked ribs, dislocated my shoulder, and more — all the bone injuries on my upper body and all the stitches and surface damage on my lower body. As a tomboy, I advanced into breaking and training horses, and this did not help matters. But I started early, at 14 months, saying, ‘I do it myself!’ That was the first broken arm.”

“Playing ball in the streets of New York.”

“I broke the small toe on each foot — once each. Not a major accident, but it did hurt and made walking painful.”

“Toes and pinky.”

“Only small bones — three toes, one finger, and contused ribs.”

“I had to have surgery to internally fixate a trimalleolar fracture of my ankle with pins, plates, and screws. It was so painful — worse than labor pain.”

“Ankle and ribs.”

“Ankle — Hurricane Irma. Left arm and six ribs — Costa Rica, riding a three-wheel ATV.”

“I broke my back in six places and fractured my skull when I was ejected from a car as it was rolling over. I broke my nose in a fall and broke my foot falling down the stairs.”

“I went home one time and told my brother we were drinking Mexican beers. He said, ‘They make me fight.’ I thought it would be fine since we’re brothers. I got home, cooked a pizza, woke him up, and he punched me in the face and broke my nose. Two weeks later, my college roommate tackled me down the stairs and broke it again… Let’s hope that’s the last time.”

“Hip, toe, jaw, nose, and left ankle twice — each at different times throughout my 72 years.”

“I’m 57 and, luckily, have never broken a bone.”

“At 67 years old, I hope I never do!”

“Lots of sprains and fractures, but never a broken bone.”

“Never a broken bone, but four compression fractures of the vertebrae beginning at age 80.”

“Never broke a bone, but had one removed after a surgery due to it shifting and pinching a nerve.”

“Never have I ever!”

“No, thank God!”

“Well, I say no, but I may have broken my baby toe from stubbing it. My foot was pretty black and blue.”

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