Mrs. Dar worked in an ER admitting room during high-school. One night they brought in a motorcyclist who had been going too fast on a rainy night. You know how in cartoons Wily Coyote, for instance, runs into a cactus or something face-first with left arm and leg on one side, right arm and leg on the other and face planted in the cactus? That's basically what this guy did with a telephone pole.
My wife was called in to help cut the guy's clothes off. She had to ask what the soccer-ball sized thing was in the guy's lap. The doctors told her it was the guy's scrotum that had swelled up from the injury. In a way, I suppose it was merciful that the guy never came out of the coma.
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