I told this one eons ago, possibly on the older forum. (C+ was it ?)
Circa 21 I was walking home after a night shift. I had to hop over a waist high bridge guard rail then the ground raised buy about 3 ft then flattened out. Next to the rail was a smallish tree supported by one of those round stakes about 3 ft high. I stepped off the handrail onto that stake to hop straight on to the upper flat section the other side. As I shifted my weight off the rail, my foot slipped on the stake and down I came...and posted myself on the top of the thankfully flat topped stake...right between my jewels and err...my back passage.
I staggered home after laying there for half an hour and by that time was weeing blood and exceedingly unwell
Ambulance called, 8 hour emergency operation and a section of my waterworks pipework replaced with medical tube.
2 weeks in hospital, frequently on morphine injections for the pain, 2 months off work, leaking wee every time I'd been to the loo for about 5 years and I still get a sore prostate oooh...nearly 40 years later.
I went to the docs 25 years later for another reason and asked how long that tubing usually lasted....ooh, 15 years he thought. Oh. It's still in now.
I must have missed my jewels my millimetres. Imagine being hit between the legs with a sledgehammer...thats probably the force involved.
No other operations I can remember ....the only other stuff was a dislocated finger after on off on the bike..,,,cooo, that hurts when they put it back in
Bronchioscopy was weird, better that I thought it would be.
Big needle Inserted Into my back to remove excess fluid off a collapsed lung.