I'm overweight, had a heart attack 9 years ago when I was 30. I'm on low sodium diet, have 2 cordis brand stints in my chest. Grade 1 diastolic dysfunction from a little scar tissue on left ventricle.

I had severe depression and the heart attack at 30 messed my head up fierce in my thinking. First off I've never had a physical before then and I've never been sick. When my parents caught flus and I didn't they had me tested and I was a 1 in 10 or 100 thousand I forget that are immune to flu. Once a year I donate blood here in Ga that is sent to Emory in Atlanta I get paid $350 for my blood once a year.

But back to heart attack since I never had physical due to never sick I knew I was not eating healthy and used to smoke and nicotine is a vascular constrictor. It triggered the attack and was my last cigarette. It scared the addiction out of me and never had withdrawals.

But my severe mental depression although obese I became scared to eat, I went on starvation diet. I'd drink water but no food at all.

After 5th day I was so weak I couldn't move. Later I realized it takes a lot of calories to move my fatass. But I had a new danger that almost triggered cardiac arrest.

I live alone and was able to crawl to phone and call 911. They first thought it was another heart attack but heart was slowed but no problems. They did blood test and took 7 vials. About 6 hours later was the embarrassment.

Doctor came in, along with psychiatrist, nutritionist, and another counselor. I was hypokalemic. Which means potassium was dangerously low almost fatally low. Which was red flag for usually the stereotypical teenage girl with anorexia.

Took 2 IV bags of riggers lactate, shot of potassium, a little amphetamine to boost blood pressure up to normal and 24 hour observation on regular saline IV.

I still have severe depression due to weight. I have degenerative disc disease in my back so I can't get around very good. My diet is set at 1800 calories yet my I only lose 1 to 2 pounds a month. Extensive testing has shown my metabolism has come to a stop. So even though I eat very little calories and low sodium protein diet with barely any carbs with no metabolism the body only stores it as fat because at zero metabolism the body thinks it has to store instead of burn thinking its starving but its not.

But my cardiologist and general doc are trying an extremely dangerous and risky treatment to try and JumpStart my metabolism. I have to record my blood pressure hourly and go in once a week for ekg and blood enzyme test but they are using a drug not made for this as "off label" use and you aren't supposed to even use it with heart disease but that's the strict monitoring by both my doctors. The controversy is they are using adderall to force my metabolism up. Your body is forced to burn through energy stored, and the idea is once my metabolism kicks back in it should stay up on its own.

Tests look promising its my second week on it and I was averaging 1-2 sometimes 3 pound loss in one month. Now since the low dose adderall trial I lost 5 pounds in 1 week!!!

And that little victory has done wonders for my severe depression. I've actually got hope.

Needs more warnings at the end - May cause poisonous burns, itching, rashes, scars, insects / bites, decapitation, potent hallucinogenic plant experience ego death (this is a good thing), wild fire, sneezing, rashes, pulled muscles, sweating, potential flash flood, tornado, blunt force death (hail storm), suffocation (ie quicksand), dehydration, drowning (helicopter drops retardant on you or otherwise), hypothermia, freezing, lethal stings, booby traps, rednecks, cannibals, serial killers, getting lost and starving...

wow.

I just noticed at 1:41 the Ol' dirty bastard has a scar like I have, at the naval and nine inches above. meaning he has surgury in his abdomen.

that is really odd to have picked out, I am extremely protective of my scar from my surgery and here he is in a video just throwing it out. I learned something tonight.

"What do you think you'll name that first one?"

"Simba."

"Cool. And the other one, over there?"

"Scar".

Well, first off let me say my comment was not to antagonize you or dehumanize you, and it was not meant as insulting.

I also think what you're pointing out here is exactly the cultural problem that exist in the US - you think you're special, a unique snowflake, entirely different (and even better?) country than all the others and it's just not true. The US is an adolescent country that still has scars from its violent birth at the hands of a revolution. One of those scars is the 2nd amendment.

It doesn't piss me off particularly, I'm more saddened that people die over stupid things. What boggles my mind is why aren't more people in the US pissed off about this? You people are the ones dying, your children are shot in school shootings, there are gun related murders every day in the US - why in the hell aren't you pissed off?

Wow, she is a big fat one, probably pregnant too. Look at all the battle-scars on her, magnificent.


Well, now I'm gonna jam my thumb up her butthole, that'll really piss her off!

We can't tell what kind of drone it is, nor its size. The broken prop in the frame at the end is cracked like it's carbon fibre, not GFRP or straight plastic. Have you ever been struck by a drone prop? I have. It hurts. I had stitches. I still have scars.

Ack, I want to hear more! One of those videos that you look at and go, cool it's an entire 5 minutes of Trekkie AND civil rights goodness -- then it's over in a blink. Should have been 15 minutes. Damn.

We really need to hear more about Tack-eh's "liberal" conversations with Roddenberry... My wife is a TNG fanatic (and Asian), so this might be the selling point I've been looking for to get her to watch the OG with me, which she doesn't consider serious enough scifi.

Also, on the subject of the "South" -- my family is from Florida/SC and I remember my mom freaking out because she worked in a building (circa 1988) with a colored's only bathroom. She had no idea that there were still relics of segregation in public places. I don't know how it survived THAT long, but when you live an hour away from the nearest grocery store, yet the manatee "preserve" (they didn't look very preserved, the majority of them covered from head to tail in propeller scars...) is less than five minutes away, you're bound to find things that escaped the flow of time. Trailers on blocks of cement, just resting on top of the white sand in a hurricane fuckland... How smart my ancestors were.

I don't know how people like Jimmy Fallon and his ilk (kind, warm, seemingly-genuinely friendly people) not only survive intact in the entertainment industry, but actually thrive. That whole field is comprised of so many of humanities worst people, it's almost like an intentionally designed systematic destruction of the human spirit. My experiences in the world have scarred me personally so much, I wish someone had told me, like they evidently told him, whatever the secret was to surviving in modern industry without letting it turn you into a terrible individual.

I saw him interviewed, and was impressed that his nose works and only has a small scar. He had a great surgeon.

I've never played airsoft, but I played paintball years ago. I can't imagine airsoft hurting worse than paintball, especially seeing some of the people in this video playing with just glasses on. Paintball shots leave massive welts, and hitting the right place can break the skin. I still have a scar on my leg from a paintball hit, and I've seen a guy get knocked out from a head shot. Some guy climbed a treed and shot someone from above. The masks don't cover the top of your head, and he got hit right on the top of his and dropped him limp and out cold for a few seconds.

Nope, but I do feel bad for the people on the city streets who'll live the rest of their lives knowing what a human pancake looks like because of these idiots.

Eventually, after one or two of those cases, i'm sure we'll learn how to properly secure the tops of these kinds of buildings. Until we scar some pedestrians for life, however, these idiots will continue to be idiots.

My favorite Chicken Lady sketch, my wife and I still use some of these quotes, like "scarred for life!" and "may God have mercy on your soul, yeah you too, eh?"

Oh that poor screaming lady. I thought she would be emotionally scarred! That Alex dude had it comin' though.

Isn't that the same thin, angular "I'm a total douchebag" face that you see on anime good guys too?

Besides look at the poster... we have
-the officer with smarmy slicked back hair (universal sign of someone who tortures small animals)
but then
- impressively moustached man (presumably the leader)
- pensive guy looking to the left
- hot chick with cool scar.

Ignoring Blando McGeneric in the middle there, it's clear that Moustachio and Hot Scar Chick are the heroes here... defending the peace moon from the terrorist scum.