My grandad had a huge jagged scar on his knee, when I asked what it was from he told me he flew of a swing as a kid and tore his knee open.
My great grandma put him in the neighbours donkey shay (cart) and they went to the doctor, but he wouldn't stitch it back on for less than a shilling and she just had sixpence, 2 more doctors said the same thing so the neighbour who's cart they borrowed stiched it with an upholstery needle.
The lesson? never let the #######s get rid of health care and don't think for a moment that most doctors wouldn't let a kid bleed to death in front of them.
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