I’d played doctor when I was a young boy. This one girl I liked-same age-thought that her arm was infected, so strapped her down to a picnic, got my dad’s saw from the garage, and was ready to take it off until she got chicken and started screaming....man she is just lucky that I didn’t know how to operate my old man’s power saw...there would’ve been blood everywhere...
You were just trying to help...as a friend. Your instincts were good if a little naive, but that’s what youth is.