After carefully closing the door he said he had a strange request and proceeded to unbutton his shirt. Apparently a "friend" of his had removed a growth from his chest and given him some thumb forceps and a small disposable scalpel with which he could remove the sutures himself. He wanted someone to "supervise" and make sure he wouldn't hurt himself. I was afraid to ask if his friend was truly a doctor and why his friend didn't remove the sutures.
I advised him to go to a doctor or at least to get some suture scissors rather than a scalpel blade...
3 comments:
Three words: Swiss army knife.
Definitely "Swiss army knife"! I've removed many a suture from myself and my pets (with veterinarian approval; the animal sutures don't come out until my vet okays it) with one over the last 20+ years.
I just stumbled across your blog and I love it.
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