My grandmother once sent me deep into her walk-in closet to try and find a strand of pearls. Instead I found a Ziploc bag containing some metal screws. When I asked her what they were, she told me point blank. They had come from her ankle. Circa 1985, she was hit by a golf cart while golfing in Palm Springs. The impact broke her leg. The metal screws and plate in this picture held her ankle together for 10 years. My grandmother had kept them. Right next to the pearls.