I've recently picked up a wound on my leg. While it was healing I had to cut back significantly on my drinking because alcohol affects how blood clots. It reminded me of a conversation I had with a very Plymouthian first aider in the back room of a night club. Despite us speaking the same language, we had quite different vocabularies. I don't remember the beginning of the story very well. It was almost 30 years ago, it was well after my bedtime, and I'd drunk a heroic amount.
There was some horseplay with a beer bottle that eventually got broken. I got cut on the hand and bled profusely. Before throwing me out the bouncer took me to a back room where my wound was dressed and details of the accident were written down. Who knew that the nightclub has a duty of care towards all the drunken idiots who paid to come in? I said to the first aider "I don't know why it's bleeding so much, it's not very big". "That's because you've been drinking" "Oh Yes you're right, alcohol is an anticoagulant isn't it?" "I wouldn't know about that love, but it thins the blood."
Richard "sesquipidalian" B
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