My medical staff

[packman]

41. Pish - bunch of sissies

When I had my GB taken out, I had to walk to hospital thru a blizzard fighting off the wolves. Then old doc Sturgeus , who had just stumbled in from an all night drinking bout with his Norwegian friends, told me to bite on a dried herring as he proceeded with the operation with his rusty saw fashioned from an old harpoon hook.

Really, had mine done in late 60's and they cut me from rib cage to groin. Seems like common procedure back then was to remove the appendix while they had their hands in you. Removed ONE stone the size of a marble. God, still remember the pain crippling me before removal. Now with micro-surgery it has got to be a breeze.