a friend told me of a hospital in Atlanta which had a lounge featuring “the wall of shame.” This wall was a conversation piece which contained items which had been removed from patients’ butts.
Another doctor friend told me of having to surgically remove an English Leather (square) bottle from a man’s butt.
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?!!!
One night a guy came in with a police flashlight in his arse about as far as it could go. We took the pics and at first glance I thought I'd screwed up in developing them. I took them to the lead tech and he started howling with laughter as the flashlight was evidently on.
When the ER doc looked at it, he chuckled then got real concerned the heat from the light might be roasting this dude's colon. After 3 tubes of KY failed to move the flashlight, they somehow cut it out. In addition, the guy did indeed have minor burns to the colon, ouch. Of all the nasty aromas you get in the ER, I'm pretty sure burnt colon is close to the top of the list. How could one ever enjoy a hearty poo after all that?
I imagine the nurses had fun with that: “Good morning Mr._____, and how is our little bung hole doing this today?”
Hmmm, maybe the guy was one of those types who enjoy that kind of attention—if ya get my meanin.