2nz - What? I'm the only vote here so far? Well, the pace was a bit of a stretch, but stretch it did, so I'm "fiiiivvviiinn'" you across here. Thankfully, the only broken bone I've ever had is a very small one in my foot that I thought was a sprain. X-Rays many years later detected a small fracture there. I probably shouldn't mention it, but, then I'm not superstitious (usually, anyway).

Thanks for coming out, Paul. So youu put up with a broken bone for YEARS before finding out what it was? That's pretty tough, bro. Nice.

2nz - Not really, I actually remember when it originally happened. A friend and I were playing tennis one afternoon and it started to sprinkle very, very slightly. We kept playing, of course. I came to the net for a play & my opponent hit a lob. I raced back to get it but could not get behind it, so I tried to hit the ball back over my head - in doing so I tried to plant my left foot firmly to give me a leverage so my shot could be returned over my opponent, since I knew he would be coming to the net in that situation. When I planted I hit a slight slick spot. However, the shoe DID plant well, but somehow my foot twisted inside the shoe and I came up limping after the shot (I hit it over my opponent, but wide to my right; didn't get enough leverage to allow me to bring the ball back in at all). I couldn't continue but just thought it a sprain. Limped around and didn't play for 2 or 3 weeks, and it seemed fine. Years later I twisted the ankle of that foot rather badly trying to catch a bus in the morning (turned out it was not even in service, but I couldn't see the front header of it to tell that). I REALLY was in pain and was limping badly at the business I was running at the time (a car wash, so I needed to be able to get around). Finally went to a Doctor and the x-rays showed the small break. From the x-ray you couldn't really tell it was old, at least initially. They put a cast on and gave me crutches, sent me home. P.S. - the Doctor caught me back at the car wash the next day, I had gone in to relieve the cashier for a lunch break. He scolded me and I swore that I had just gotten there. "Yeah, right..." said he...Anyway - that's the whole story. No heroics, really.

I've never broken a bone, and I hope I never do.............................