He walked in certain he was dying. His hands were blue, his pulse racing, his mind spiraling through every worst-case scenario he’d ever heard. The nurse hesitated. The doctor frowned. For a heartbeat, the room felt like the edge of disaster. Then the explanation emerged, humiliating and hilarious in equal measure—and it was only the firs The blue-handed man eventually left with nothing more than a warning about cheap jeans and overactive imagination, but his panic set the tone for a parade of perfectly human disasters. The underwear-forgetting patient, half horrified and half resigned, now tells their story like a...
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