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					Originally Posted by  WTF
					 
				 
				You have never had Gall Stones! 
			
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::WINCE::
Now that is pain.  Been there, done that, and they gave you a tiny little hospital gown instead of a frackin' t-shirt.
The other souvenir I have is that the front of me looks like the back of the Pale Rider.  I have a circle of puckered scars from all the incisions they made cleaning up the gall stones that drifted when the bladder ruptured--on a holiday weekend where I moaned and twisted in a hospital bed for 48 hours waiting for a surgeon.