Five peculiar injuries:
My right pinkie finger: a horse kicked me and broke it at the knuckle sending the upper half of the finger pointing to the right at a 90 degree angle. It required surgery, and I remember the doctor cussing as he was trying to put all the pieces back together around the pin in it. Therapy didn't go well. The finger doesn't bend at the knuckle.
My middle toe on my right foot: Walking over to the saddling paddock with a filly, she startled and planted her foot on mine literally scraping off the tip of my toe through my shoe. I could feel it rattling around in my sock in my shoe after the race. We had to go to the ER and have the bone snipped and then the skin stitched over the top of my toe. The toenail is reduced in size but partially there.
My nose. In a pick-up softball game near Golden Gate Fields I got hit by a line drive to my nose. Needless to say, it broke my nose. I did this pirouette thing before I fell to my hands and knees as the blood gushed. The guy who hit it felt terrible. (I was the pitcher.)
My right calf. Something in the back of my calf (on the inside of my leg) snapped as I was running to the winner's circle after a race we won. After it snapped, it slithered down the inside back of my leg. I was lame and had to hobble with my weight on my toes for three weeks. Didn't go to the doctor for that one.
Lots of foot hurts from horses stepping on my feet over the years.They hurt! I bet X-rays of most racetrackers' feet would show remodeling from multiple breaks.
Father, you've protected me for so many years from so many things. Thank you is never enough. You've been so gracious to me. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.
Into the Fire 
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