Gruesome as this whole narrative is, it’s also very funny. From installment 5 of the Hanger-On, titled Under the Canopy:
(Menniss is telling Saul about his doctor friend Lemon, who is something of a doctor to the criminal underworld.)
“Here’s his real tour de force: he installs internal Kevlar shields to protect vital organs.”
“I marvel to hear of it,” Saul says. “This can actually be done? Does it work well?”
“It works, but its uncomfortable,” Menniss says. “I wore one over my spleen for awhile, but I’m a stomach sleeper, so I had to take it out.” — Flyss
P.S. If you’re wondering why I’m not showing pictures of the places in the stories, it’s because I can’t go there just now. Not allowed: strict instructions of Oxadrenals and Soraya. I’m cooling my heels here in Denver, getting frustrated and bored not doing anything. Probably go down the rabbit hole just for that reason alone.