In the spirt of my latest design, I want to hear your worst and/or funniest surgery stories. Either from witnessing one, having to go through one, or perhaps having to perform one. Don't be afraid to talk about dental surgery, as that's arguably just as bad. Ugh.
Speaking of which, I had shark teeth when I was a kid. My bottom jaw had a row of three teeth right in the center, just behind my first row of teeth. I was a Street Shark. At least, that's what I told myself every day when I pulled my bruised and smelling body out of a garbage can. Whee!
They were all removed however, leaving a giant hole in my mouth that I can now collect nuts and berries in for the winter. Actually, it's healed over, but I kind of wish it hadn't.
So, feel free to share your stories, and if you've got the time, give my latest a vote!