Now, there was no need for that...Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
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chthonic, Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
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Bad Pint / Appendicitis?After several uni mates moved to London to seek our fortunes - we all decided to meet up for a drink at a pub where a friend was serving behind the bar.
It was a tippety-top boozy laugh...
... until I got home.
After a night and day of cuddling the bowl and throwing up jet black bile (and trying to eat about 30 Tums to cure what I thought was bad indegestion), I went to hospital.
Once there, a fellow male doctor gave me a rather humiliating and uncomfortable proctological examination.
I was immediately whisked away to have my appendix removed.
Just before falling asleep under anaesthetic I commented on the surgical stockings that I had to wear.
"I haven't worn white stockings before" I said, joking "well, except on Friday nights."
I then awake in a hospital bed minus appendix to see my concerned Mum looking down at me and saying "the operation went well son... now... what's this I hear about dressing up in tights on Fridays?"
Having also lost my job for not phoning in on time, I convalesced in my home town for several weeks.
Once back on my feet and back in London, the phone rang and I decided to meet up with the boys in order to relate my terrible tale of woe.
Sure enough they all nodded and agreed...
"yeah, we were all really ill too. Must've been a bad pint."
A BAD F*@*ING PINT?!? NO NEED FOR THAT. STILL 'URTS.
(, Fri 17 Jun 2005, 14:55, Reply)
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