When I was only in my single digits of age, I fell on some rubble that had Slate on it. Sharp as a razor. Nearly took my whole thumb off on my left hand. It was hanging off. I held on to it and screamed and got taken to hospital where I had to have 6 people hold me down to get it stitched up. The pain I still remember. I had to wait about 8 hours and they could not give anesthetic. I can still see the scar today. It covers just about all of my hand where my thumb nearly came off. That doctor did a good thing that day. I ended up being able to play guitar. And to a pretty high level as well. No small feat. Number of stitches? Maybe also in the single digits. I may have had a few operations or a few other stitches here or there in my life, but nothing to write home about. I mean, some of them probably saved my life, but I don't stress over them. The only other time I remember getting stitches was when I had someone smash a beer glass in my face and it kind of took my eye out. So I had to have my eyeball stitched up. That's a funny experience. It tickles! I was blinded of course. But with the power of prayer and sheer determination I could see again six months later. There are no atheists in foxholes. Yeah, they really can stitch up an eyeball to put it all back together. But you kind of need to know what you are doing. I just happened to luck out and have one of the top eye surgeons in the world be close to me when it happened. It was also why I never did Heroin or opiates in later life, because whatever it was they gave me that night, I have never felt to out of this world good as I did right then with my face all smashed up and my eyeball all broken to smithereens. No one should ever feel that good in those circumstances. All is well that ends well. I got to keep my sight, my eyeball and my devilish good looks! It didn't stop me from getting some super-model level girlfriends later in life, even if it did alter my appearance somewhat. Some of us have earned the right to brag. But it humbles you more than anything. Other people go through far worse than that. It makes you put other people first. It makes you able to laugh at yourself and all your silly little faults (that we all have). Some people take themselves so seriously. Both of those experiences where I got stitches were close calls. I guess I'm just lucky!