I had left my thermal long johns on....the ones I wear on the field with the holes in the gusset.
By midnight on the claustrophobic High Dependency unit , I was grossly overheated.
My colleague, a round faced happy soul called Greta, suggested that I change into a couple of pairs of hospital paper pants but I said I couldn't stand the " rustling"
And so after rooting around for some surgical scissors , I disappeared behind the nurses station, delved down into my uniform pants and cut the legs off my long johns with a flourish
Greta then pulled the separated legs out of my uniform and I continued the shift, cool, and comfortable and sweat free.