I remember when in my biology class, we had to coin a mnemonic for the characteristics of living things and we were given Movement Respiration Nutrition Irritability Growth Excretion and Reproduction (MR NIGER), Death was added to suggest that livings things do not have immortality, but that is pedantry.
However, a living
thing of the genre man suggesting Growth had occurred from the time he had been
the result of Reproduction decided on the quantitative Nutrition of 10 bottles
beer and by consequence suffered multiple aspects of Irritability leaving him inebriated
to consequent somnolence from which he arose to present himself by Movement to
a hospital where he was informed his abandonment of essential Excretion by
urination, for perspiration, would not suffice, his bladder had burst with
graphic distension for which it was possible the sudden realisation by an
involuntary gasp in the reflex of Respiration might result in Death.
I spare my drink
I would probably pass
for a teetotaller at most times for I have no taste for most alcohol and the
wines or port that take my fancy fit into an irregular and infrequent
consumption pattern. I, however, know when I am feeling tipsy or drowsy for it
would never get to staggering drunkenness and I am on my way home.
My bladder for which
I have assumed much control after a childhood into adolescence of bedwetting
holds fluids under strains of manly pressure and duress, but I have indeed wet
my pants on occasion, though not to the public shame of it. When it is ready to
go, endurance will not be my last resort.
Blog: Childhood: Atòólé
Plugging the channel
One can only assume
if our man in China was holding off for a bet that the new alcohol in the older
bladder parchment that it was torn in three places that a spaghetti confluence
of intestines with the bladder met in the confines of the abdominal cavity.
Then the following story might just be linked to the first, as in Cambodia, a
leech had crept up the penile urethra to lodge in the body and feed on a pint of
blood, that it presented a difficulty in its removal.
Bringing this
thinking round to China, you wonder if a leech had during his sleep found shelter,
you know where and grown in size to become a stopper preventing the man from
urinating and causing the anatomical mishap that led him to the hospital. By which
time, the hitchhiking leech had dropped off and the tale is one to induce
muffled laughter before pity seeks to intervene.
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