@Jedster just reminded me of another one. Age 7 a friend and i were playing in the ruins, he jumped on my back, i fell forward stretching my arms out to break the fall. His weight and mine shattered my left elbow pushing my lower arm up unto my upper arm. The remains of my elbow joint protruded at shoulder and wrist.
No local hospitals had an orthopedic surgeon skilled enough to fix it properly so rather than leaving me with a useless arm a more skilled surgeon was flown from London. Following a 7 hour op and 6 weeks in plaster my arm worked fairly normally but was a little weak.
To fix the joint together the surgeon had inserted a silver pin. The 6 inch scar is hardly noticeable any more
Several years passed and we went on a family holiday to Bulgaria, Sofia airport was part military part civilian and was patrolled by groups of very scary looking eastern block armed guards! They had newly installed metal detectors which went crazy when yours truly went through.
I assure you that the sound of 6 Kalashnikovs sliding to readiness to target you and being cocked in an eastern block country is a good advertisement for the need for rubber underwear