Missing body parts
Now there are some bits of your body you don't mind losing - my dad's just got rid of a kidney stone, my own tonsils once tried to asphyxiate me, and nobody wants warts.
Other bits are more useful - a family friend recently lost an arm... which would be OK if his job wasn't managing dis-armament talks.
What have you lost, and where did you leave it?
( , Thu 1 Jun 2006, 18:22)
Now there are some bits of your body you don't mind losing - my dad's just got rid of a kidney stone, my own tonsils once tried to asphyxiate me, and nobody wants warts.
Other bits are more useful - a family friend recently lost an arm... which would be OK if his job wasn't managing dis-armament talks.
What have you lost, and where did you leave it?
( , Thu 1 Jun 2006, 18:22)
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Football injury
Just before my GCSE's I sustained a football injury, i tore cartilage to be precise.
The day and night i did it i was in no pain, i just thought i had pulled a muscle, only when my knee locked with my leg extended on a bus, with my girlfriend and her little brother, and them carrying me off the bus and up a great big bastard hill did my dad thought to have it checked up.
I went to the NHS, they said it was a pulled muscle, it still hurt after numerous weeks. So my football manager said would i go private. I went to a top notch physio who diagnosed me in about a minute. She got me in for an op, and out came the cartilage. Came round, got told they had missed a bit and had to operate again.
They gave me the cartilage in a little tub, i rescued it with the aid of my nan who works in a surgery to get some preserving spirit, and pickled it in its very own jar. I am told its a rather large specimen. The other little bit i lobbed away. I am told i will have arthritis a lot younger now and my scars give me jip whenever its cold because i was operated on twice. Yerrr.
( , Fri 2 Jun 2006, 2:00, Reply)
Just before my GCSE's I sustained a football injury, i tore cartilage to be precise.
The day and night i did it i was in no pain, i just thought i had pulled a muscle, only when my knee locked with my leg extended on a bus, with my girlfriend and her little brother, and them carrying me off the bus and up a great big bastard hill did my dad thought to have it checked up.
I went to the NHS, they said it was a pulled muscle, it still hurt after numerous weeks. So my football manager said would i go private. I went to a top notch physio who diagnosed me in about a minute. She got me in for an op, and out came the cartilage. Came round, got told they had missed a bit and had to operate again.
They gave me the cartilage in a little tub, i rescued it with the aid of my nan who works in a surgery to get some preserving spirit, and pickled it in its very own jar. I am told its a rather large specimen. The other little bit i lobbed away. I am told i will have arthritis a lot younger now and my scars give me jip whenever its cold because i was operated on twice. Yerrr.
( , Fri 2 Jun 2006, 2:00, Reply)
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