• It was a night and a half.

    The A&E I visited only spotted my dislocated shoulder, so sent me home after resetting it with the broken ribs, a punctured lung and internal bleeding. When, next day my horrified GP sent me to the local hospital, they then stuck a blood drain in the wrong place, which then led me to be operated on again the following evening to rectify the original fuck up.

    Other than that, I thoroughly enjoyed my time in hospital...apart from the searing pain, of course.

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