Two summers ago I was playing golf with a friend one afternoon...

Two summers ago I was playing golf with a friend one afternoon and was struck by a golf ball in flight. The impact knocked me off my feet and seemed to stun me.

A young man, who was a doctor, interrupted his own golf game to come to my aid, but all he could do was hold his handkerchief to my head and bemoan the fact that he was helpless without his medical kit. He started making an audible diagnosis. The ball had just missed my left eye, he announced, but there was a deep gash across my left eyebrow that would need several surgical stitches. He mentioned the possibility of internal injury that could seriously affect the sight in my left eye.

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