Another member, checking in!

Shoulder #1 separated in a mountain-bike accident in my 20s -- going down a hill, hit a patch of leaves at the bottom, that were covering a sand pit. Front wheel augered in, and I went over the bars. Fortunately it was after the cute woman I was riding with left, so my pride remained mostly intact. Unfortunately, it was after the cute woman I was riding with left, and I was stuck with just the burly man-beard dude to help me get back home, so I missed out on playing the sympathy card.

Shoulder #2 separated at a hockey tournament in Vegas in my early 30s. Caught an edge on the ice during the second game of the tourney, and went over on my shoulder. Played the rest of the tournament, and then went to a white water kayak camp the following weekend.

Never really did serious PT for either, and now both tend to ache in the mornings from sleeping on my side.