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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Girlfriend + knife = pain
Last christmas my girlfriend was in the kitchen making us a turkey based snack when she started screaming, I ran out to see what was wrong to find her jumping around in a panic while waving a large knife. I ask what was wrong and she said she had seen a moth (she hated moths)
I told her to calm down as it was gone, at this point it flew past me and she started her screaming panic dance again, about two foot in front of me. Out of instinct I put my hands up, that was a mistake, she managed to slice off a piece of the middle finger on my left hand. About three quaters of the nail and a chunk of flesh was gone, no damage to the bone.
Hurt like a bastard for a couple of days and took about three months to heal, the nail is still a mess. I never found the bit of my finger that went missing. We broke up shortly after.
( , Wed 4 Aug 2010, 20:20, 1 reply)
Last christmas my girlfriend was in the kitchen making us a turkey based snack when she started screaming, I ran out to see what was wrong to find her jumping around in a panic while waving a large knife. I ask what was wrong and she said she had seen a moth (she hated moths)
I told her to calm down as it was gone, at this point it flew past me and she started her screaming panic dance again, about two foot in front of me. Out of instinct I put my hands up, that was a mistake, she managed to slice off a piece of the middle finger on my left hand. About three quaters of the nail and a chunk of flesh was gone, no damage to the bone.
Hurt like a bastard for a couple of days and took about three months to heal, the nail is still a mess. I never found the bit of my finger that went missing. We broke up shortly after.
( , Wed 4 Aug 2010, 20:20, 1 reply)
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