I forgot my greatest pain, surprisingly.
I got my middle finger slammed really really hard at a locker at school. On the finger nail. Man, that hurt so badly. I almost passed out (probably more because I saw the injury, however I usually have a pretty high tolerance for blood). It was dripping blood all the way down the hall to the nurse. It was tingling like putting ice on something would, only much worse. I got a xray, and the top part of the bone was broken. Just a sliver, but still. So I went to the Bone and Joint Center (that's in Albany) and got a splint. I wore it for a few weeks (BTW, the guy that put it on me looked quite a bit like Ashton Kutcher). It was like a golf club. But (un)fortunately it was on my left hand, and I'm right-handed. I couldn't participate in PE for about a month, but we were doing basketball at the time, so I didn't really care.
My brother has had quite a bit of pain, mostly due to me. I've, accidentally, of course, dislocated his elbow twice and broken some growth plates in an elbow.
My neighbor one time was running down the hill in our yard by the shed with a toy push mower, and hit a wiry stick and the mower stopped, and she flipped over it. Her femur was broken.