I grew up on acreage... my dad still has beef cattle. You are absolutely right! We were always getting hurt doing something; mostly not directly work related. Fortunately, my mother was a nurse which cut down on emergency visits to the doctor greatly.
I remember when I was about ten; we would tell my dad we were going to use some gasoline to burn up ant piles. His only concern was that we didn’t waste any of it.
I worked as a landscaper, lawn mower, carpenter, etc. I never worked inside until college.
Try working outside with railroad ties in July when its 90 degrees. Try spreading topsoil without a tractor. Kids today do not know what physical labor means.
My worst accident was smashing my thumb between two railroad cross ties we were sorting through at the ConRail yard in Buffalo. I took off my glove and the nail was just hanging there, so I pulled it off the rest of the way. I remember having to sit down because I thought I was going to faint if I didn’t.