Reminds me of a school composition I wrote about the adventures of a penny. It fell out of a pocket and rolled down the drain and travelled a long, long way! x
It reminds me of Professor Rob Wilson (bronchiectasis specialist at RBH) in a European Respiratory Society seminar waxing exceeding lyrical about sputum: βI love sputum,β he said. βI can tell so much from it.β Hmmm.... I sent him my cartoon about confusion between sputum, mousse, yogurt and ice-cream pots for my hospital lunch.
Reality matters, Don! Great poem! (I was always told that I was too "matter of fact"..so much so that I was the only one in our teen group without a photo of Elvis on my wall. I really liked Elvis, but I just couldn't understand why I would put a hole in my wall to hang a photo of someone who didn't even know me and who I would never meet.) ;-(
I had no idea that my ailing friends were such a sensitive lot. Coughing up and seeing what I described, is one of the most satisfying things I do these days. π€·ββοΈ
Do you remember, or maybe it did not happen to you, but when a child in hospital, had a "sputum pot" by the bed, every night you had to fill, for their inspection.
Yep ! I used to be a Respiratory nurse ( talk about ironic) & some patients produced so much we had to weigh it. The Consultant on his ward round loved to inspect each pot & his favourite word was "Purulent " and go on to tell the medical students "This sputum contains pus, composed of white blood cells, cellular debris, dead tissue, serous fluid, and viscous liquid (mucus)." Lovelyπ
When I was a student nurse, I used to hate looking at sputum. I used to do it in the sluice where no one could hear my retching. Purple to exudate (fluid coming off wounds) was something I had no problem with though π€
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