Spaw... save them so you can supply them to medical personnel in the future if, God forbid, they are needed. My old man's records were lost twice when he was being moved to another "unit" in the SAME hospital.

A while back, I too had the occasion to have a cold steel rod inserted where the sun don't shine by my GP, a friend of mine from university days. He said, "You might feel a bit of pressure." I replied, "Well, if you.... JESUS CHRIST MAN !!! OH MY !! Tell you one thing, Preston, I'll never turn queer." After hearing a few guffaws from the waiting room, I asked, and was granted, an exit through the doctor's entrance.