Sunday, 13 February 2011

A & E

Yesterday we went out with a lovey Irish woman who works as a nurse in A & E, a big hospital in Paddington, she was regailing us with war stories. I will never complain about work ever again.*

But our favourite story, I will share with you. One night a man has been picked up and brought in, he doesn't or won't speak much English, he keeps clutching his heart and groaning. They run all sorts of tests but can't find anything. And he just keeps moaning in pain and clutching his heart. Eventually, she says, she gets it out of him. His wife has left him for another man and his heart is broken.




* I will try anyway.

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