I had an abdominal operation
a couple of years back. The end result of getting pissed and doing wheelies on a folding shopping bike, which promptly folded up mid wheelie!

After having my entrails expertly rearranged by a very nice surgeon man, I was left with a 6 inch wound, closed with a few of those butterfly things, and also by some internal stitches, which terminated in about three inches of pretty blue nylon sticking out of my skin at each end of the scar.

Now I'm a bit of a bugger for DIY stitch removal, in fact I like to remove them myself rather than let anyone else do it. At the end of the allotted 9 day period, and in the privacy of my own bathroom, I gave an experimental tug on the nylon string. It didn't move. I tried again, harder this time.

"Ouch" It still didn't move.

Once more, with a bit more effort

'Bloody hell that smarts"

But still the nylon seemed to be a permanent part of me.

At this stage I wimped out and reported to the local health centre. The nurse, who seemed like a kindly middle aged lady bade me drop my keks and lay on the couch.

"Oh yes, we'll soon have these out" quoth she, producing something that looked like a pair of surgical mole grips and grabbing the end of the suture.

And pulling...HARD

I may just have screamed a bit (rather loudly apparently!!) as the most pain I have ever in my life experienced shot through me, in fact I'm sure my handprints are still embedded in the steel side rails of the couch.

"Ooh, that suture was a bit tight wasn't it" she smiled, holding up a long piece of blue nylon thread for my inspection.

I lay there, pale and sweaty, unable to speak for a moment or two, and literally on the verge of passing out.


Even the nurse looked anxious and I had to stay on the couch for another 5 minutes or so whilst I regained my composure, before staggering back out through the waiting room and scaring all the other patients who had no doubt heard my scream.

Length..about fourteen inches or so.
(Snabblim Dropfritt, Mon 2 Aug 2010, 9:00, 2 replies)

'I'm sure my handprints are still embedded in the steel side rails of the couch'
brilliant.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Mon 2 Aug 2010, 9:40, closed)

Had the
Same thing happen to me after a bowel operation. With out a doubt it was more painful than anything I experienced throughout the operation. And also the most pain I've ever had. Was in a car once that hit a tree quite fast and put two mates in traction for a combined total of three years, getting that little fucker of blue nylon was worse than any pain I got from that accident.
(Snapper-head loves a twinky anytime but especially when it's, Mon 2 Aug 2010, 9:58, closed)