Oh, and by the way, in case you're wondering... It's ALIVE!
Anyway, they managed not to kill me, or hurt me severely: just a bit of a bum leg and a small scar.
And I now have a small chunk of metal implanted in my heart, and according to the doctors, it's closing up the hole between my ventricles pretty well.
Let's hope this cures once and for all my slight tendency to suffer strokes,eh?
By the way, perfusion liquid goes through me faster than beer. And my bladder can hold about 600 ml of urine, but it gets very uncomfortable if I'm retaining more than about 500 ml...
The measuring lines wore off my bladder. Probably in the beating that I gave my entire digestive digestive system.
That's good news, though.
In minor health news: my second blood test has me thoroughly confused.
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