voodoochylde
Senior member
Thanks Dr. Fort! I can't express how grateful my family and I are for your botching a simple out-patient surgery on Thursday and forcing my grandfather into a hospital bed since then.
Thursday morning my grandpa was scheduled for a surgery intended to remove irritated tissue from the interior of his bladder. Dr. Kyle Fort was the guy with the knife and, to this point anyway, had been great with grandpa. Apparently, when a surgery is performed four consecutive times, the doctor gets to punch a hole through his patient's bladder.
So...here I sit...in the hospital...where I've been with my grandfather since Thursday.
Oh! I nearly forgot to express my thanks for also screwing up the repair of your previous screwup, Dr. Fort. Thank you for slitting my grandpa open, removing the entirety of the remaining irritated bladder tissue and mostly stitching him back up.
His drains (designed to remove fluid from the site of the surgery) have been filling with a yellow liquid which looked very much like urine. Incidentally, Dr. Fort failed to completely stitch up the hacked-to-pieces bladder which has allowed urine to drain from my grandpa's bladder into his abdominal cavity. Which....is going to require another damned operation to remedy.
Thanks Dr. Fort. I hope you fucking rot in hell.
Thursday morning my grandpa was scheduled for a surgery intended to remove irritated tissue from the interior of his bladder. Dr. Kyle Fort was the guy with the knife and, to this point anyway, had been great with grandpa. Apparently, when a surgery is performed four consecutive times, the doctor gets to punch a hole through his patient's bladder.
So...here I sit...in the hospital...where I've been with my grandfather since Thursday.
Oh! I nearly forgot to express my thanks for also screwing up the repair of your previous screwup, Dr. Fort. Thank you for slitting my grandpa open, removing the entirety of the remaining irritated bladder tissue and mostly stitching him back up.
His drains (designed to remove fluid from the site of the surgery) have been filling with a yellow liquid which looked very much like urine. Incidentally, Dr. Fort failed to completely stitch up the hacked-to-pieces bladder which has allowed urine to drain from my grandpa's bladder into his abdominal cavity. Which....is going to require another damned operation to remedy.
Thanks Dr. Fort. I hope you fucking rot in hell.