The patient was a middle aged woman,from one of the many housing estates that completely surround our Unit.
Indeed I often feel like I am working in Precinct 13
"Good morning...what can I do for you today then?"
She held out her right index finger.
Apart from it being heavily nicotine stained,I couldn't really see much wrong with it.
"Uh...whats wrong with your finger...?"
Its bitten,innit ?
I couldn't see an actual wound or obvious bite of any sort.
We wuz trying to catch a mice...and it bit me...
"Uh...you were trying to catch a mouse then?"
No...a mice....there were only one of them...
So much for not breaking my diet at work today, then.