No shit, Sherlock
This is my robocop hand. Bloody uncomfortable.
This is the marking on my leg so they knew which one to operate on.....
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There's something very NOT comforting about a hospital that has to draw great bloody arrows to the injuries they need to attend to. Don't they do thousands of years intensive training, to enable them to recognise injuries with their eyes?
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