I had surgery at 4 months old to correct my spina bifida. The surgery itself went well but the stupid nurses kept feeding me AFTER they fed the non-intensive care kids, on the same apron, so I was constantly getting bugs and germs and went from 8 lbs. down to 4 lbs. during my time there. My mother also said they never came in and did anything to stimulate me so I just stared a lot... until my mom had enough and moved into my room (even though it wasn't "allowed").
After the surgery, the incision kept getting infected. During one of the times my parents took me in for a check-up, my doctor's intern decided he was going to take care of me, saw the infected incision (which was swollen and pussing) and took a pair of surgicial scissors and stuck them in my back. Thanks to him, I have a huge, disgusting, puckery scar on my lower back that I've been ashamed of my entire life.
This jerk, having plunged scissors into my back, caused massive scar tissue to form and it pushes my tumor against my sciatic nerve, so I have absolutely no feeling down the back of my right leg or foot.
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