Mancunian Adventures
I spent the Saturday at the Accidents & Emergency on the Royal Infirmary after a tiny misjudgment leading to me cruching an IKEA drinking glass with my bare foot. I had to go through triage a couple of times since the first x-ray failed to reveal a shard of glass still stuck in my foot. I even looked at the first x-ray myself and it seemed allright, but after walking a few hundred metres from the hospital I started limping like a one-legged pirate.
I thus pirate-walked my way around Manchester all day until I finally cut my stubborness and paid a second visit to the A&E in order to comandeer a pair of crutches. They sent me through triage a second time, despite my plea for shortcutting to the crutch storage and grabbing a pair on my own. Luckily though there was a shift change in personnel, why I had to describe the issue to a new nurse, and while doing this I felt for the wound and discovered a 2 mm long piece of glass still stuck in the foot. After removing it I could magically walk normally again.
All's well that ends well.