Only twats ride with worn cleats

And yet the saga continues.

The nurse came to redress the wound ready for discharge.As she was cleansing the wound befor applying a new bag, my buttock suddenly errupted and sent a fountain of lymph fluid all over the poor young woman. I was amazed by her calm and good cheer. I now have to wait an hour or two as they decide whether this will affect my discharge (no pun intended).

Oh blimey. That sounds astounding. You'll be able to boast about this at high-powered legal dinners for years to come.

Hopefully, this'll be the last bump on the road to recovery!