For it twists me out of shape and hurts horribly.

I'm afraid it'll give me paralysis." "Humph! It would.

But it can be fixed....

So that's all they did to you ?" Underneath the dry humor of the little doctor, Lane thought he detected something akin to anger.
"Yes, that's all they did to my body," replied Lane.
Doctor Bronson, during a careful and thorough examination of Lane's heart, lungs, blood pressure, and abdominal region, did not speak once.

But when he turned him over, to see and feel the hole in Lane's back, he exclaimed: "My God, boy, what made this--a shell?
I can put my fist in it." "That's the bayonet jab." Doctor Bronson cursed in a most undignified and unprofessional manner.
Then without further comment he went on and completed the examination.
"That'll do," he said, and lent a hand while Lane put on his clothes.
It was then he noticed Lane's medal.
"Ha! The _Croix de Guerre!_...