About 4/5 years ago, my husband almost died from “a lodged onion bahji.”
That was Himself’s term for an EXPLODED every where appendix thingywhatnot.
Guess who did the Blue Light Run to Lincoln Hospital, along with the “stop driving so bloody fast over the potholes. It HURTS?”
Yip.
Anyway. 10 days later he was allowed home with HUGE sooperdooper sticky band aids to cover the Emergency Op.
No keyhole there. Freaking knife slash from rib to ……?
Oh. Dear. This nurse might’ve had a bit too much fun pulling off the band aids covering the big wound.
And I quote : FFS mind the hairs. OOOOOUUUUCCCCHHHHH!
God’s Honest Truth.
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