Throughout my six years of riding I have crashed thousands of times and some of those crashes landed me in the hospital. This is a page where you can see the results of not landing rubber side down.
Nov. 12, 98-I didn't get any pictures of my first big crash because I just had two broken hands and it wasn't worth taking a picture of. I crashed doing a 360 over a small set. My back tire hit the lip on the way around and I was flying backwards. I put my hands down to catch myself and I ended up sitting on them. Not a good thing. 3 bones to the count.
Jan. 19, 99-In this crash we had just got done making the jump bigger(same jump I broke my hands on). I had jumped it a couple of times before so I took my helmet off. I decided to see how high I could get. My friend that was with me was on the top of the halfpipe with his eye level with the top rail which was 10 feet high. He said my handle bar barely cleared the rail but my back peg was a ways above it. The first thing that hit was my front tire and the second thing was my gourd. I ended up seperating my left shoulder, getting six staples in my head, and breaking my third vertabrea. One more bone to the count.
six staples from a helmet-less nose dive from 10 feet up.
Dec. 25, 99-Yeah that's right, Christmas day. I was out riding on the box in my yard. I did a no-footer, and put my feet back on. I realized I was going over backwards so I jumped off. The tip of my shoe caught the corner where the deck meets the landing. I sat on my foot which folded it so that my toes were touching my heal. I broke three bones and one came through the skin. Three more bones to the count.
Nothing good can come of sitting on body parts from high falls.
Jan. 20, 01-Two years and a day after my broken neck I end up in the hospital again. This time I was icepicking a rail at skyline school. I had already done it a couple of times that day and I ended up getting to comfortable. I went up like normal but I was a little too far away from the rail. I pushed my peg towards the rail but it wasn't high enough. My peg hit one of the verticle posts that hold up the rail and it stopped my bike dead. Before I knew what happened, I flew over the bars and pulled a yard dart into the concrete on my face and my left shoulder. I ended up with a black eye, and a third degree separation of my AC in my shoulder. Basically I unhooked the end of my collarbone from the rest of my shoulder and tore all the ligaments that hold it together. Feb. 2, I had surgery to fix my shoulder. Hear are some pictures.
One heck of a shiner. I even had a bruise actually on the eye
You can see that my collar bone was sticking up about 3/4" higher than normal.
Counting the bone I broke in my foot playing football and the bone in my hand when I punched a rock hard sandbag, I have broken nine bones.
Injuries 
