Don't be a man, be a wuss.
That's my advice for next time you go to hospital. About seven years ago, after a work related accident, I found myself in hospital, holding my right forearm and elbow, which was in a lot of pain. Being a pillock/man (delete as appropriate) I chose not to show the immense pain, instead bottling it up into a tight knot deep inside of me.

This backfired when I was being examined by the A&E doctor and she told me take off my jumper. I protested, pointing out that I was in fact in a lot of pain, and she said "Don't be stupid, if it was really broken you'd be making a lot more noise than you are". So I end up taking off my jumper (which hurt more than you can possibly imagine) and she examines my elbow/forearm and concludes it can't possibly be broken, but let's get x-rays just to be certain.

So an hour later I have my x-rays and they show a bloody great chunk of bone missing from the joint of my elbow. The damn thing still hurts to this day. The bitch never did say sorry.
( Damocles wants no part of your debauchery, Thu 1 Jun 2006, 20:45, Reply)