Looking back it was kinda funny....Not funny ha ha, funny like terrible.
I was in hospital and for a week and they had shot me full of all sorts of stuff. They kept feeding me pills and giving me injections night and day, it just never ended. Most unpleasant.
Then when it was nearing my time to go home, the doctor comes to see me. He asks, "when was your last movement?" and I told him. After the doctor left the guy across from me says, "mate, you shouldn't have told him that. You ain't going anywhere now...."
So they proposed a plan which involved me facing the wall with a worried look while they injecting a foreign cold substance in my back door, which was just a wonderful experience.....
This was supposed to do the trick but it didn't and there was no follow up by the doctors. Before I knew it I was heading home with a "full house".
The story gets even more distasteful from here so I will quit before I get kicked.