Many years ago, when I was 18, I broke my patella (knee cap). I was driving my work's van and was supposed to go round a bend in the road. Unfortunately, unbeknown to me at the time, a lorry had jackknifed on the bend a short while before and there was oil on the road. The van skidded into a stone wall.
This was in the days before seat belts so, on impact, my chest thumped into the steering wheel and the windscreen flew out. I was taken to hospital where my leg was put in plaster from toe to thigh and, over the next weeks, my whole body went from being a mass of black, blue, green and yellow. ha ha.
I also had 5 stitches under my chin and I still have the scar today. I call it my war wound.
Still, it could have been worse.