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I remember the time I went to A&E with a sex injury....not really but I hadn't had a shower and the nurses kept asking how I had hurt my knee after me telling them...too funny when looking back at it.
story goes... for a over a week at work the back of my knee had been getting sorer and sorer everyday, I was off on the Saturday and when I woke up I couldn't even stand on it or I would fall over, I woke up soaking in sweat...
I tried phone my mum for help but no answer, so got ataxi to the hospital myself, I got there and a bit smelly, all the nurses kept asking and smirking about how I did my knee in. I gave an explanation of maybe the bike as I cycle to work everyday, I felt as if I was being interrogated as I was asked the same thing about 20 times!
I left A&E in a velco support thing.
story goes... for a over a week at work the back of my knee had been getting sorer and sorer everyday, I was off on the Saturday and when I woke up I couldn't even stand on it or I would fall over, I woke up soaking in sweat...
I tried phone my mum for help but no answer, so got ataxi to the hospital myself, I got there and a bit smelly, all the nurses kept asking and smirking about how I did my knee in. I gave an explanation of maybe the bike as I cycle to work everyday, I felt as if I was being interrogated as I was asked the same thing about 20 times!
I left A&E in a velco support thing.