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Conflict!

Just been told that I can go home tomorrow. Healing has not been as quick as hoped and I am still leaking lymph fluid and so will stil have to wear a collecting bag on my side for a while. Makes me almost like the Queen Mother and Cliff Richard with their colostomy bags. Except that she is dead and he is very odd.

Hoping that this will not be for long. At present I am leaking to the order of 100 CL a day. Not very nice.

get well soon, probably took plenty patience so far so well done, at least you will have more independence now, I cant stand being ill even worse the idea of incarcaration.

Clive that's grim. stay on the antibiotics, off the booze. and keep strumming your manjo.

But perfect for roast potatoes Clive?

Just been told that I can go home tomorrow. Healing has not been as quick as hoped and I am still leaking lymph fluid and so will stil have to wear a collecting bag on my side for a while. Makes me almost like the Queen Mother and Cliff Richard with their colostomy bags. Except that she is dead and he is very odd.

Hoping that this will not be for long. At present I am leaking to the order of 100 CL a day. Not very nice.

Ooof. Awrabest, dude x

I'll take 100cl a day for £20.

I have a cunning plan.

*Calls Saatchi.

How long is it likely to be, Clive?

Hope you enjoy your enforced leisure.

Clive sorry to hear you've been so cursed with puss. I'd not followed this thread and had no idea.

Good to hear your getting out of hospital and I hope you stop leaking soon.

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).

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).

Ha ha ha ha ha fucking hell.

Sorry mate. It was the word 'fountain' that did it.

clive's got the gush.

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).

Ass-ault?

I bet you're off her Christmas card list now Clive.

Must remember not to check your progress Clive while eating humous:-(

which hospital are you in clive?
do you want/require anything if you're going to be kept in?

my buttock suddenly errupted and sent a fountain of lymph fluid all over the poor young woman.

Hot.

probably somewhere near 30 degrees c.

All the best, Clive.
Let us know if you want any filth/reading material/cheese sandwiches delivered.

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!

Home!!!!

I think that the nurses just wanted shot of me to ensure no more untoward squirting action.

I am now dripping gently into a plastic bag stuck to my side.

Little bit alarmed to see that all my bikes had disappeared from my study but it just appears that Mrs O moved them to the dining room to give me more space in here which is nice. Also just received a hamper from the office. I suspect that they had a collection for a wreath and felt they ought to use the money somehow.

Thanks everyone, again, for all your kind wishes. Now I have to set about healing so that I can get back on a bike as soon as possible.

glad you're home clive, take it easy buddy

hooray!

MrsO may have moved the bikes to save them from being covered in your bum-jitler.

just a thought