The Clusterfuck Saga, Part 3: How I Broke My Leg So Bad I Got Stuck in a German Hospital
Just like my last surgery, this one was scheduled to run between 60 and 90 minutes, but wound up clocking in at just under 300.
Just like my last surgery, this one was scheduled to run between 60 and 90 minutes, but wound up clocking in at just under 300.
The surgeon had to call in heads of two medical departments to figure out what the hell to do. The agreed solution? Just ram the bone in and put the metal back on.
I suck at climbing stairs so much that I break bones and get sent to the hospital with an ankle so fucked up it requires MULTIPLE surgeries... the German way.
What happened to you? You use to be so full of life, now all you do is scroll through Internet lists, day in and day out. Well, this is an intervention.
There's no real easy way to go about this so I'll just come out and say it: I've switched bodies with my 9-year-old son and I don't know what to do about it.
For losing 40 pounds I gained respect. For gaining a few back my critics are back, and they are appropriately skeptical: we should all be wary of unpredictable people.
If you took Fenodoxline for depression, chances are you're going to get sadder. If you took Fenodoxline for foot cramps, there is a high chance you'll lose your hands.
As someone fat enough it would take even 19th century sailors a few years at sea to be tricked into fucking, I'd like to pause and reflect on the silver lining of being fat.
This guide will help you more than therapy, medication, or discussing your anxiety problem with family and friends, who probably need mental help more than you.
Sure, most people find birds chirping and rain falling to be relaxing, but what about the whackos who prefer more unusual background sounds like Jenga blocks falling?
When there is a distinct possibility that you are going to have your ass licked later in the day, you become a lot more conscience of what you eat.
Well done, Bill Phillips, Men's Health editor-in-chief, you did it. You figured out the perfect combination of repetitive nonsense that keeps me coming back for more.