TALKING OF BLADDER CANCER, DID I EVER TELL YOU ABOUT…
Talking of sac cancer, did I ever tell you about…
…a few eld past when I was the writer/interviewer on a video creation about the male urinary tract?
Anyway … as sac cancer and its somewhat eye-squinting treatment is today backwards on my mind after a welcome break, here’s a story that should alter a smile to the lips of most women and a tear to the eye of most men.
Once upon a time I was scriptwriter and interviewer on a video creation sponsored by a caregiver consort to encourage its creation which was an mirky medium used in a impact titled videocystourethrography. Sounds good? Means it was something injected into you which showed up on an X-ray, so that video cameras could track your wee-wee as it exited your body.
On the day afraid we had a subject who was willing to be shown on the information - an elderly man. For reasons prizewinning known to the wallahs this elderly man required not one, not two but three catheters to be inserted up him; two up his willy and digit up his backwards passage.
By the time we got to the insertion of catheter sort two, our director - a gallant teen man - was on the saucer of unconsciousness. “Suze,” he gasped while fighting to stay aware, “I can’t manage with this. You’ll have to direct it.”
Well, I’m not sure how many grouping in exhibit playing have experienced their directorial debuts by default, but I sure did. With a slightly preoccupied Suze in bidding we effort the environs in digit take and bang, it was “in the can.”
Sadly so was the director, but in an entirely different metaphorical “can” … that of the lavatorial kind. Poor guy. Let’s hope he never needs to have his sac examined …
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