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Kid with plaster cast being sawn off.
'So, for the next three months while your brain is healing, one of our neurology volunteers, Karl, will be helping you think.'
'Cured? Well, I'll know more once the stitches are removed and the swelling goes down. But I'm fairly certain we've at least improved your defective golf swing.'
"Doctor! My husband says he thinks my funny bone is broken. Do I need to have it plastered?"
"This time, I'll ask them to write 'Not a Piñata' on it in bigger letters."
'It's a plaster-cast of my carbon footprint.'
'I didn't have a fall. I fell.'
'It's really unlucky: It's the one I write with...'
'I want you to file a malpractice suit.'
"Are you sure you're ready to get back on the ice?"
'You're not making it any easier for either one of us.'
'So we meet again...'
'So, you gonna take your medicine or do I have to play hardball?'
'... And when I came down with the rebound, I heard something snap like a twig. How bad is it?'
'We're doomed. His knee is torn to shreds, we have no backup, quarterback and... wait! Look! It's Ligament Man!'
"Just badly sprained thank goodness... I was so scared it might be broken..."
'Don't worry, it's not broken: I'm an invertebrate...'
Hospital patient using his thermometer on the remote control.
'Actually, a broken arm is not such a big handicap for me...'
'Would it kill you to ask me how I'm doing?'
It had sounded so good, a class where you get to make a cast of your own face.
'Now don't go out if it's windy.'
'Mr. Jayson, get back into your bandages.'