The lovely RN stamps her beautiful foot & turns on her beautiful heel. "You're a fool," she says, and flounces off. Eventually a doctor comes & tells you you've swallowed several pieces of glass along with the egg salad & that you've suffered major gastronomic lacerations, because of which you will be doomed to never again digest anything but soft foods; neither will you be able to carry a child to term. "There is an operation that could help," says the doctor, "we could replace your stomach with a little device which will allow you to digest most food, but whic will turn your mucous into whipped cream and give you the ability to turn any object you like into any kind of office supply available at Staples. Or you could sue the egg salad company for a million dollars."
