In 2002 I was recovering in hospital from major bowel surgery, The ward happened to be an old fashioned Nightingale ward, open style.
Two doctors came around with a trolley carrying case notes. A doctor asked me from a distance of eight feet away if I had passed wind from my anus. A male visitor at the bedside of the woman next to me made a dirty joke at the top of his voice about me farting. The doctors laughed
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