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(March 2002, Colorado) I was a third-year medical student doing my first surgical rotation, when a man came in who had consumed, along with a copious amount of alcohol, the panties of a local stripper. After he sobered up, he waited for the panties to pass through, but they never emerged.
He began to feel bloated. That's when the fearless fellow tried to fish them out with a hook constructed from a wire coat hanger.
The predictable result: he was not able to snag the panties, but instead ripped gashes along the length of his esophagus. He died from the effects of a massive infection, removing himself from the breeding population.
His X-rays were the highlight of my very first M&M (Mortality and Morbidity) conference. I don't think this was published, but there are other surgeons in the Denver area that remember the case.
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Submitted by: Tom Peterson
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