Working in a hospital I'm blessed to see so many different things. My personal scar story comes from when I was around 6 and playing red rover in my church basement during Sunday school. I was really into the game and a little too excited while playing and ended up running into the church wall, banging my forehead and requiring stitches. I don't really remember much of the actual hospital experience besides how nice and caring everyone was to me, and it's always stuck with me and inspired to go into health care so many years later.
Blessing in disguise