Author Topic: What do you make of this, guys?  (Read 3440 times)

GASlick

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Re: What do you make of this, guys?
« Reply #15 on: April 18, 2009, 01:15:58 AM »
There's some crazy stuff out there.  My favorite are guys that come in with a "foreign object" in their rectum.  LOL

Me:  "Sir, how did that get up there?"
Him:  "I fell on it" :-[
Me: "Well, OK. Exactly why were you checking the "toy" drawer while your wife was out of town?"
Him: "She doesn't know about it."
Me: "She will now."

 ;D  Classic x-ray conversation!

Offline Alexander215

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Re: What do you make of this, guys?
« Reply #16 on: April 18, 2009, 01:17:24 AM »
There's some crazy stuff out there.  My favorite are guys that come in with a "foreign object" in their rectum.  LOL

Me:  "Sir, how did that get up there?"
Him:  "I fell on it" :-[
Me: "Well, OK. Exactly why were you checking the "toy" drawer while your wife was out of town?"
Him: "She doesn't know about it."
Me: "She will now."

 ;D  Classic x-ray conversation!

LOL aww dirty!

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Re: What do you make of this, guys?
« Reply #17 on: April 18, 2009, 07:56:01 PM »

There was a news story in our area of a guy falling and having a piece of iron rebar pass right though his skull, went to the hospital because he had a "headache"

I think I read about that some years back, if it was the same incident I'm thinking of they apparently learned a lot about how the brain functions from it. Saw something about it on the Discovery channel.


I had friend that was doing clinicals for x-ray and he told me that this young woman, I think he said she was 20, had come in complaining about having a pain in her hand. When they imaged her hand the found a .22 bullet that had apparently been lodged in there for years. She claimed to have no memory of getting shot. He's a pretty trustworthy guy so I don't doubt him, but surely that's not something you'd go without noticing.
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