In today's BBC news website is this report on probably the luckiest man in the British Army. I was particularly amused by his description of the Medic looking queasy...
There's only one time I remember feeling queasy and going positively pale "in the line of duty", and that was when I had a call in a dentist's surgery. The call itself was fairly routine, but...
I don't do dentists. I get palpitations at the mere mention of the word, and chest pain every time I walk past a dental surgery. My crewmate at the time never lets me forget it either...
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