When I was 9 y.o. I fell off a swing and fractured 4 bones (2 in each wrist) in my arms. My mom said to quit belly aching and refused to take me to the doctor. I was in pain for about a month.
When I was 31 y.o. I got smacked in the wrist at a Society for Creative Anacronism Tourney. I was using a great sword and a guy with a halberd got through my defenses. Any way when I went to the emergency room the x-ray tech took pictures of both wrist for comparasion. He said "you broke both wrists and didn't have them set right" -- I told him I never had them set.
