Sounds like the homos who show up at the ER after having accidentally sat on a chess piece their child left in the bath tub...
In high school, a friend of mine’s mom worked ER at Tampa General. One evening a man came in needing something removed from his “nether region”. It was (drum roll) a small olive jar. I lie not....holy cow, right?
Or how about the baseball that somehow went up her 76 year old husbands...
that was at OUR hospital.
ER staff members make lists of things they find “up there.” I knew some of those employees, and the two memorable ones they mentioned were a D-cell Maglite and a softball.