Ouch!
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)
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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On the subject of motorcycle accidents
Vigilante Man's post has reminded me of a particularly bad accident that a friend of mine had on (or rather off) his motorcycle.
Late afternoon on a warm summers day in rural Surrey. James, for that was his name, is making the most of the weather and filling the surrey hills with the ragged, violent sound of his Suzuki Rm-Z450. The appealing image of a long stretch of dual carriage way means he has the chance to open up the gears and suddenly finds himself hitting 95mph.
To his instant horror, he sees an elderly woman step out infront of him. Luckily, she has the sense of mind to dart back onto the pavement/embankment almost as quickly as she stepped out. However, her 2 king charles spaniels had taken their cue to cross the road and had continued into the path of the 95mph thunderclapper.
James struck the first spaniel, sheering it clean in half, he continued through the lead of the second dog which became tangled in the wheel of the bike, promptly tightening and beheading the poor animal in a flurry of ears and fur. At this point James flew over the handlebars and was found unconscious with a broken collar bone, shattered hand and a burn the size of his back, 90 metres away from his vehicle. Lucky to be alive.
Dogs and Motorbikes - not a good match.
Ouch indeed!
( , Tue 3 Aug 2010, 11:35, 2 replies)
Vigilante Man's post has reminded me of a particularly bad accident that a friend of mine had on (or rather off) his motorcycle.
Late afternoon on a warm summers day in rural Surrey. James, for that was his name, is making the most of the weather and filling the surrey hills with the ragged, violent sound of his Suzuki Rm-Z450. The appealing image of a long stretch of dual carriage way means he has the chance to open up the gears and suddenly finds himself hitting 95mph.
To his instant horror, he sees an elderly woman step out infront of him. Luckily, she has the sense of mind to dart back onto the pavement/embankment almost as quickly as she stepped out. However, her 2 king charles spaniels had taken their cue to cross the road and had continued into the path of the 95mph thunderclapper.
James struck the first spaniel, sheering it clean in half, he continued through the lead of the second dog which became tangled in the wheel of the bike, promptly tightening and beheading the poor animal in a flurry of ears and fur. At this point James flew over the handlebars and was found unconscious with a broken collar bone, shattered hand and a burn the size of his back, 90 metres away from his vehicle. Lucky to be alive.
Dogs and Motorbikes - not a good match.
Ouch indeed!
( , Tue 3 Aug 2010, 11:35, 2 replies)
Rough story
Poor doggies, but it's good at least somebody emerged alive.
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Poor doggies, but it's good at least somebody emerged alive.
( , Tue 3 Aug 2010, 11:51, closed)
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