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Miss I, from N Wales, tells me she is going to write a poem about my leg
Quote from: Nick on December 08, 2015, 11:12:58 AMMiss I, from N Wales, tells me she is going to write a poem about my leg If she had some chalk she could write a poem on your leg!
Quote from: Nick on December 08, 2015, 09:07:18 AMWas sent to some "Acute Medical Unit".Blood tests,ECG (Heart rate 140 )Blood pressure (off the scale )Temperature (very high)Ultra sound scanX raysBy 6.30 they gave me:Intravenous antibioticsIntravenous paracetamolSaline solution2 hours later things were calming down but they said they wanted to keep me in overnight. I said I was going home I now have to take 32 pills a day for a week
Was sent to some "Acute Medical Unit".Blood tests,ECG (Heart rate 140 )Blood pressure (off the scale )Temperature (very high)Ultra sound scanX raysBy 6.30 they gave me:Intravenous antibioticsIntravenous paracetamolSaline solution2 hours later things were calming down but they said they wanted to keep me in overnight. I said I was going home I now have to take 32 pills a day for a week
Quote from: Nick on December 08, 2015, 11:12:58 AMMiss I, from N Wales, tells me she is going to write a poem about my leg Is it over yet?
Quote from: Nick on December 08, 2015, 11:12:58 AMMiss I, from N Wales, tells me she is going to write a poem about my leg There was an old fart called NickWho's leg was incredibly sick...
Quote from: Grumpmeister on December 08, 2015, 01:24:54 PMQuote from: Nick on December 08, 2015, 11:12:58 AMMiss I, from N Wales, tells me she is going to write a poem about my leg There was an old fart called NickWho's leg was incredibly sick... There was an old fart called NickWhose leg was incredibly sickHe started to rantact the Pedantand Miss I felt a small prick.