When I was much younger, I was riding my motorbike (4 wheeler) around on the farm and I didnt see a metal rod sticking out of the end post of a grape vine.
Long story short I became aware of the metal rod after it went into my leg and got stuck through all the frame and steering of the motorbike.
I was sitting there with blood running down my leg thinking, well I guess this is it
an hour or 2 later my dad wondered where I was and came looking for me.
After a generator, an angle grinder, and many tears, I didnt die, I got to live
I remember it hurt alot, but its a distant memory. Still have the cool battlescar from it