Well I have two.
1) This one isn\'t really bad, just weird. Well when I was about 9 or 10, my parents had gotten this new juicer and my Mom told me to go get some oranges from our tree to juice. When I got back I begged my Mom to let me juice the oranges. She finally agreed and after cutting in half and successfully juicing 3 oranges she left the room thinking I was fine. Well I thought that too, but after a few more oranges I cut into one and all of the sudden got sprayed with orange juice all over my face.........or what I thought was orange juice. I wiped it off with the hand holding the knife and then noticing that my hand was covered in red, I look down at my other hand to see the first inch of my thumb dangling about and only connected to the bottom half of my thumb by a very small amount of skin. It was then that I began to feel the pain ,and believe me there was quite a bit of it, so my Mom called 911 and I went to the hospital and they did their thing so my thumb is fine...sort of. It\'s still kind of placed at an angle if you look at it closely but other than that, it\'s ok.
2) Now this one hurt alot. It had just got done raining and I was planning on going to a friends house a little bit before, but I obviously couldn\'t ride my bike in the rain, so when it stopped I rushed out of the house and started on my bike as fast as I could. I was riding around this big bend when all of the sudden my foot slipped off the pedal and I just sat still for a moment to get my balance back before I started riding again(but I was still steering my bike around the rest of the bend). I was just getting out of this large turn and onto the next street when I hear this horn blowing really loud and I turn my head and it\'s a small red volvo. It slams into the front part of the bike,just before the handle bars and right after the forks. Me and my bike go flying sideways and my face hits this stop sign but my bike keeps going and brings the rest of my body with it, scraping my face on the sign and I finally land in a ditch all tangled with my messed up bike, where I lay, not really knowing what happened.