Rarely in this life do you stumble upon a memory that fills you with simultaneous joy and post traumatic stress akin to someone who's just had their head popped in the inflator room.
Anyone who's played Theme Hospital is full of such memories, however, as the game was one of few that equally delighted and disturbed. From choosing your doctors based on the size of their green bar, to forgetting to provide a toilet for 200 people, managing a simulated hospital was stressful. We don't envy the NHS.
Here are just a few things that inevitably went down.
Losing a level and then enduring an inexplicably perverted cutscene about how terrible a doctor you are
Not realising how wildly inappropriate Bullfrog's pop culture references would become
Kicking out people who are too sick because you are a cruel master of healthcare
Forgetting to hire enough handymen and ending up in a literal sea of vomit
Getting irrationally angry because you can't fit a fourth bed in your ward
Mercilessly firing people instead of paying them a decent living wage
Finally unlocking the rat-shooting level but then realising it was an impossible lie anyway
Hiring morally reprehensible doctors out of sheer desperation
Getting repeatedly burned by this salty little scientist
LEAVE US ALONE WE'RE TRYING OUR BEST
Catching sight of a bloaty head man straining on the toilet and losing your innocence forever
Finally realising what "auto-autopsy" machines did and why you had to keep them secret
Having an entire room be rendered utterly useless after an earthquake
Reaching the higher levels and being rewarded with actual aliens in your hospital
Getting mad satisfaction from a good bloaty head popping
Enjoying the subtle digs towards the inferior Theme Park
And, of course, feeling inordinate pride after winning awards for your plants
