I've had an X-Ray once when i cracked some bones in my shoulder, was rather uneventful really.
But to keep you ammused here's a story for Ruatha about hospitals.
When i was a kid (2 or 3 years old) i was a real pain in the ***, temper tantrums really couldn't sum it up. Maybe i was hyper or something i don't know, but i really was the worst kid to get annoyed.
So when i had to go to hospital to get stitches removed from my lip they were ready for me
(the dog had bitten me the week before)
I was taken to a room with 4 grown men doctors when the surgeon guy came in, he was to take the stitches out. He looked at me, the 4 doctors and the General Anasthetic they had prepared and shouted "What!!! can't you 4 men handle a child??" and went to hold me down and take them out.
Half an hour later he admitted defeat, after much screaming, punching, kicking and every dirty trick a 3 year old child can do. He called The 4 doctors over and they helped him pin me down and they gave me the anasthetic to knock me out so they could remove these stitches....
Apparently one or two of them went home with bruises LOL. Also my parents tell me the trip when i went to have the stitches PUT IN the first place was even worse, My Mother hasn't told me that story yet
A wonderful story from my childhood to keep you all ammused. I'm glad to say that i avoid hospitals whenever nessercary and have grown out of that stage years ago
[ July 24, 2004, 15:48: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ]