At the moment my Smaller Half is working on a paediatrics ward. Like all wards, there's a big board on the wall listing all the patients and the reason for their admission. While looking at it, she noticed that one kid was admitted for "baked egg challenge".
When she told me this, my first thought was that this kid had been dared to swallow an egg whole and in doing so had ruptured his oesophagus, which actually happened to a friend of mine (by which I mean I just made that up but it sounds like it could happen). But then I realized that the board would just say, "ruptured oesophagus", not "baked egg challenge".
My next thought was that maybe he'd won some kind of competition, the baked egg challenge! Why that would lead to him being hospitalized is not obvious. Maybe the runner-up clocked him with the trophy or something. It brought to mind my salad days as a newly minted graduate in the public service when I had nothing better to do (apart from defending the nation) that initiate themed punning competitions with my peers over email. After one spectacular run on the theme of bread, I anointed myself the Inaugural Baked Grain Challenge Cup Holder and proudly put the title in my email signature for the next few months. Apparently it caused a bit of amusement in some of the other organizations that I would email from time to time. However, the likelihood of this kid's own Baked Egg Challenge victory ending up on the medical status board seemed pretty slim, and if it did it would "annoying twerp" rather than "baked egg challenge".
It turns out (as my Smaller Half so kindly let me know after I had explained my previous theories to her) that he is allergic to egg. He's been admitted to hospital so that he can be provoked with an egg (an interesting notion in itself) under medical supervision in order to find out just how bad his allergy is.
Which is interesting, but not as interesting as it could have been if I was king.
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Why are they baking the eggs? Also I think you should start up this pun competition amongst us Esteemed Colleagues.
I'd vote for you.
My word verification for tonight is "patto". This is what General George Patton IV was known by at the pub when it was his turn to get the drinks in.
I think they bake the eggs into a little pattie to prod the child with. It's a bit neater that way. And I'd be all too keen to cook up some kind of punning comp, but you are anonymous so I don't know who the "us" is.
That's why Jamie is my favourite commenter! He actually comes out of his shell and leaves a name.
SOOOO CUTE! Did you enjoy drawing the little faces on the eggshells? Why don't you draw us a different egg-man for each day of the week?
I too have a name.
I certainly would have enjoyed drawing on the eggs, but it wasn't me who did it. I know I have a history of drawing eyes/faces on things to make them look funny but in this case I just googled around for a picture!
Welcome to the exclusive club Kate, for those who attached (pseudo)names to things!
Kate? Jamie?
Who makes up these crappy nome de plumes?
BTW PTR - nice work in sledging anonymous commentators when you choose to mask your real identity. We all know that you're really Laura Bingle!
hey, I've gone to a lot of trouble to set up this blog and write all this stuff, for the sole purpose of sledging you hapless goons. Take it easy on me!
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