Showing posts with label medical. Show all posts
Showing posts with label medical. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Why Is That Man Walking Like That Mommy? Back Pain.

I've got some bad news. I hurt my back.

I've been cleaning out my attic for the last week so I've been lifting boxes while being bent over the whole time. So on Saturday I went to reach for something and OUUUUUCCH! Felt like someone stabbing me with a knife in the back .

About eight years I pulled my back out and haven't had an episode since. Other than the pain, I'm now walking really slowly. And slightly bent over. And I'll walk for a few steps then have to stop. Then you'll see a look of pain on my face. Embarrassing.

If I saw someone walking like this I'd probably think, "Oh my God. That dude is about to crap his pants and he's looking for a bathroom!"

 Very humiliating for someone like me.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

The Mucinex Guys And Something Else Gross. Rhymes with VoeNail Pungus.

I was just over reading Whiskey Marie's blog and she had a picture of this guy over there:



You know him, it's the Mucinex guy. Pretty gross but not as bad as...

HIT THE BREAKS!! I was actually going to ad a picture of the toenail fungus cartoon guy that I see in magazines but during a quick search of Toenail Fungus I've become ill from the images.

I'm not kidding. Do NOT search the phrase "toenail fungus" because what you will receive is (not for the faint of heart) THIS!

WHAT THE HELL!!?? Why aren't sites like this blocked on my computer? Are these feet even human? Good God!

Well, I hope you survived that. And to ease you back into being able to look at feet, check out this video (it's not gross. It's my Gypsy Footcare Factory original video that I post frequently on my blog because it's one of the only videos I've done).

Enjoy your lunch.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Good Fellowship Ambulance. Chester County Accidents. Hero

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Here's a picture that I took a few months ago in West Goshen PA near the Chester County Book Company. I'm in my car. Watching. Waiting. There was a car crash and the Good Fellowship Ambulance people were there doing their thing.

I pulled over to take this picture. I guess I was hoping there was a chance that I could be a hero but there wasn't. I was thinking about approaching anyway (after making sure hair looked good),

Me: Excuse me, I'm the blog world's Dr Zibbs from That Blue Yak. Can I be of any assistance.

Ambulance Person: Sir, you need to back up and...you're Dr Zibbs?

Me: Yes. Yes I am. Is everything under control.

Ambulance Person: Now it is.

Maybe I should just carry around a few tinfoil wrapped letter "Z's" in my car and when I see an accident I can approach and give the accident victims a tinfoil wrapped "Z",

"Hang in there, maybe this will help."

Monday, September 8, 2008

Hemorrhoid Suffers Independence Day


Many of you immature people out there would laugh at someone if they saw them walking into work with a Hemorrhoid Donut. And because the person also might have to carry their laptop, lunch and other junk, they might have to tie a string around it and wear it around their neck until they got to their desk.

They probably get taunted by other workers,

"Yo Flavo Flav - nice clock. No, it's more like Stinky Flav - OH YEAH." Then the taunter turns to the person they're walking next to and puts their palm out because they've earned a high-5 for the 3rd grade level joke they just made up.

Or even worse, they have to put their head through it and wear it like a big assed necklace. Then, you got some dope running to the top of your building and leaning over yelling, "Look at me! I'm the king of the world!" - Like he's Leo DiCaprio on the titanic and you're a drowning Titanic victim because the roid donut around your neck looks like a life preserver.

Well, not unlike Mother Theresa or Bono, I'm a giver. And today, I'm giving this idea - for FREE to the world. What if the hemorrhoid donut manufacturers printed jokes ONTO these cushions? Then, when someone made a joke about the donut, the sufferer could hold up the donut and show people the joke that's written on it. Then instead of being victim of a joke, everyone would be laughing at the NEW joke and completely forget about the donut. I know. Sometimes brilliant solutions are very simple.

OK. I've done my humanitarian work for the day. Now it's up to my readers to take this idea and run with it.