Musings from the surgical floor.

It's probably best, if you have to get a lovely case of necrotizing fasciitis, not to get one severe enough that it requires three separate wound-vacs on three separate parts of your body.

Likewise, if you're going to have surgery to connect a large flap of belly skin and flesh to somewhere around your collarbone, try not to have that flap die and fall off so that your collarbone, ribs, and chest musculature are exposed. Yow.

And while we're at it, if you're going to travel to a third-world country where medical care is iffy at best, do make sure you're not going to go tumbling off a roof and onto the street where you'll be run over by various conveyances both gas- and animal-powered.

Finally, please do wear a helmet when you ride your motorcycle. That way, if you happen to go sliding across the highway after popping an extremely ill-advised wheelie, the back of your head won't simply just... ... ...go away. There are skull defects, and then there are skull defects.

Now: to wash the proceeding images out of your brain (and I am so glad I found this), clamp lamps on this article on one-hundred-year-old color photographs by a Russian:

Here.