I just thought I'd share this with you.
I consulted a diabetic patient today who had a septic wound on his toe. I couldn't see it under the masses of bandage so I asked him to describe it before I released that purulent festering wound from its swathy prison.
He began thus: "Well doctor, you know I has a pasta in my foot."
This man did not look like an Italian.
Pasta foot? What the hell?
Hmmm...I suppose that would be graded in terms of severity by its al dente'ness?
What would I find when I opened this wound?
Linguine? Hopefully that's all it is as that's the mildest most non-fatal form of pasta foot.
Fettucine? Severe, but still treatable with garlic and sundried tomatoes.
Panzerotti!? Oh god no, please let it not be panzerotti! There's no coming back from panzerotti!
"No man Doctor, a pasta, like when it is having an infection."
Then I got it. He meant like pus. A pus-like infection. A yummy pus-filled pasta sauce.
I forgave this man his mishap because English is his 4th language.
They always did compare certain pathologies to food at medschool:
TB necrosis - cottage cheese
Meckel's diverticulum - red currant jelly
Bleeding gastric ulcer - coffee grounds