
A friend was once given a biopsy by a sleep-deprived junior doctor.
They needed a sample of his colon, so inserted the long bendy jaws-on-the-end thingy, located the suspect area and... he shot through the ceiling. Doctor had forgotten to administer any anaesthetic.
What was your ouchiest moment?
( , Thu 29 Jul 2010, 17:29)
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It's like my little toe is a divining rod for table and chair legs. I walk past one bare-footed and my toe will suddenly lean out from my foot and attempt to latch onto something closeby. It does this especially more frequently if you are in a rush to go somewhere or get ready for something.
It hurts. ALOT.
Instant grown man dropping to the ground holding his little toe like a squealing little baby.
That sharp whimpering pain, which no-one is meant to feel. At least if I got my toe severed off it would only hurt like that the once. Not once every fucking month or so.
( , Fri 30 Jul 2010, 12:21, 3 replies)

I think there might be a market for some sort of lightweight, comfortable toe-armour but I don't know exactly how it would work.
Or perhaps just wearing clogs or those tall, Japanese sandal things would keep your little piggies safe.
( , Fri 30 Jul 2010, 13:09, closed)

bone in my body I have broken is my little toe, caught it on a mattress that was side up in the corridor - I was running with bare feet, knew it was broken by the angle...
( , Fri 30 Jul 2010, 17:46, closed)
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