So one day a middle-aged burly man walked in with toes the size of coconuts.
"What seems to be the problem sir?"
"Madame," she corrected [wait this thing was a woman?] "I was with my friends one night and we went out for a bit of booze and well, lets just say the Girls Night Out was more like a Girls Three Nights Out, I can't really remember to be honest doctor."
"I'll take a guess and say you kicked something repeatedly with your foot. A wall perhaps? Does that jog your memory?"
"Oh yes! Lets see, I was coming home from the pub and...um...er...i met this guy and I kicked him...once...ok about twenty times. Can you help me doc? The pain is ex-ex-ex-excruciating."
"Yes I think I can. Now lie back, this won't hurt a bit."
Doctor Sans examined this strange creature for a while but he coudn't find much wrong except the foot. She was disorientated but not much more. Even the foot was only a bit of bruising.
"Well Miss. I'll give you this bandage and off with ya!"