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I broke my ankle once, roller skating with a friend of mine. That was pretty bad. I didn't know it was broke at the time so I kinda limped home on it from my friend's house. When my mom saw that my ankle was swollen and all black and blue she pretty much instantly put me in the car and took me to the hospital. I was on crutches for six weeks.
When I was real little I fell against a wood buring stove and burned the entire palm of my hand quite badly. I don't remember it at all, but it's one of those things that gets brought up by the family occasionally.
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