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I'm guessing we're just before an announcement of her quitting the weight loss injectionswhere do unnecessary and overdramatic emergency room visits fall on the cycle?
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I'm guessing we're just before an announcement of her quitting the weight loss injectionswhere do unnecessary and overdramatic emergency room visits fall on the cycle?
What's more likely is that it was far less dramatic than she made it out to be. She arrived, they ran some tests, confirmed she wasn't in need of urgent care and sent her on her way.Sooo I noticed her usual convenient pictures of herself in hospital were missing this time, and I don't think she showed off her hospital bracelet like always either. I know she has the EKG stickers but.... fake?
You’re NOT wrong. X-rays and ultrasounds in particular are very affected by thick fat layers.Correct me if I'm wrong but won't certain tests come out inaccurate because of all that lard?
No way, if I could curse her into a Stephen King book it would be the one about the slob who drank from a can of beer that had some mold on it and he eventually turned into a giant puddle of fungus. Fat Albert will have eaten a slightly wet piece of chickeen and ends up bedbound, gradually becoming a puddle of chicken slime.If I could curse Amber with anything, it would be like THINNER but that the weight loss would stop before she got anywhere near skelly, which would bring attention in it's own right.
Amber's about 5'1" tall, soo... I would curse her to lose weight down to about 180 elbees.
Not thin and pretty, not gross deathfat, not pitiable anorexic waif.
FOREVER CHUNKY!
How about dreamcatcher? I can only imagine that the dainty princess would be suitably horrified to become a raging shit monster glued to a toiletNo way, if I could curse her into a Stephen King book it would be the one about the slob who drank from a can of beer that had some mold on it and he eventually turned into a giant puddle of fungus. Fat Albert will have eaten a slightly wet piece of chickeen and ends up bedbound, gradually becoming a puddle of chicken slime.
How about dreamcatcher? I can only imagine that the dainty princess would be suitably horrified to become a raging shit monster glued to a toiletseat that cracks under her massive girth, spilling her and all her flubber into a mountain of her own already digested taco hell and kfc cast offs.
I misread this bit as her having a "tragically damaged fashion sense". But I guess both statements are true.tragically damaged in a fashionable sense.
I mean, isn't she there already? I'm pretty sure she's come close to it a few times at least.eventually turned into a giant puddle of fungus.
I’m read the book first. I’m pretty sure Stephen king described a wet fart for about thirty pages.Oh, God...I saw that when it came out in the theaters. I tried describing it to my wife and could only think of: Lampreys that come out of people's asses.
The beer can story (I think that's in Night Shift) is more on brand for Hambutt.
I’m read the book first. I’m pretty sure Stephen king described a wet fart for about thirty pages.
I have had to resite countless IV cannulae that have "fallen out" (weren't secured properly to begin with, in a confused patient who is pulling at things, in an inattentive person).although IVs are taped down to the max, patients find ways to accidently disconnect them surprisingly often.