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Comedy and humor in the health and wellness space.
Stating the Obvious
Dear Mask, I know we've been together for almost a year now, and you truly are amazing! You've been there for me every single time I've needed you. You've held me tight at the most crucial moments in my life, especially at the grocery store when I needed you most. Honestly, you haven't done one thing wrong in our relationship.
By Heidi Bacon5 years ago in Longevity
When I ventured to the Local Chinese Massage Shop
So a bit of a fun story for anyone who has a spare 36 seconds ...at my local shops there’s a “genuine Chinese” massage there..I resisted a visit there for awhile, as why do you have to mention you’re “genuine”...is there a “not-so-genuine Chinese massage nearby? Anyways...one day I relented.
By Justin Mark Dunford5 years ago in Longevity
What happens when a lost soul finds home
The journey into the mind is a powerful experience. We all seem to be lost souls here from a different dimension that allow dark forces to manipulate our minds daily. It's an incredible journey when you break free and allow yourself to trust what is happening to be the right choice no matter what. Despite all of the experiences you have been through and the choices you've made, you come out as a rising phoenix. You are not I, you are everything.
By Soul Teacher5 years ago in Longevity
The Case of the Missing Medicine
As a child, I was consistently finding myself ill with something. Whether, it be allergies, or something rare, I would somehow find a way to contract it. I am sure living within the eco-friendly area of New York didn't help. While I only lived in New York for a short time, to the ripe old age of 7 years old, I believe my time there played a large role with the childhood asthma I had. When I turned 7 years old, the doctor told my mother that we should relocate out west to California because I was not able to tolerate the air in New York anymore.
By Veronica Rogers5 years ago in Longevity
Explosive Diarrhea
It was my freshman year of college and my friend asked me if I wanted to see a play on campus. Before we went to the show, we met in The Pub, a small restaurant on campus in the basement of the theatre where the play was taking place. It was a Friday night during Lent, and being the good Catholic boy that I was, I ordered fish for dinner. The food took what seemed like forever to make, and we finally receieved our orders with minutes to spare before the play began. Frantically, I engulfed the fish and we ran upstairs to get our seats before the show started.
By Michael DeRosa6 years ago in Longevity
Quarantine Chronicles 2nd Edition
Quarantine Chronicles 2nd Edition I started to feel like a balloon that was slowly deflating waking up with headaches, constantly tired, even when I first woke up. I looked in the mirror and it became apparent, with my complexion white as of the walls or pale as a ghost (like my grandmother would say) and my lips which are naturally red as an apple became a dull pink, that I needed blood! My next thought thank God, it’s not coronavirus! Followed by a slight panic how do I get a blood transfusion in the middle of a pandemic unable to go to the hospital safely? After days of trying to get it organized, a nurse came knocking on my door wearing a mask but no gloves my intuition screamed inside my head, don’t let her in of course, seconds later my logic trying to quiet my intuition spoke back. Are you crazy? Of course, let her in you need blood. Opening the door slightly I asked, “you are an oncology nurse here to give me blood right? “Actually she said, with a slight hesitation “I am an orthopedic nurse but yes I’m here to give you a blood transfusion.” That was enough, my own disbelief about the situation let my intuition break free as I spoke. “I am truly sorry for all your effort in coming out here but I’m not comfortable having an orthopedic nurse give me a blood transfusion. I need an oncology nurse here. My veins are not easy to get because of my past chemotherapy treatments and I need someone who will know if I start having a problem with the blood. I’m sorry I’m just not comfortable”. “No problem” she said and quickly left . I then called my Oncologist and let him know what had happened. He was shocked and so upset they sent a non-oncology nurse to my apt. Fortunately, all of this happened early enough that it was only 11am, when the first nurse left and by 2 PM another nurse an oncology nurse in the full hazmat suit arrived and I let her in feeling much better about the whole situation. For four hours sat together in my bedroom as she quickly found a decent vein and administered the blood . I enjoyed the company after weeks of not interacting with anyone talking to her about anything and everything to push out of my mind the danger of even having someone this close to me given the pandemic and knowing that she’s exposed to people all the time. Once again, in my head my intuition spoke loud and clear that everything would be okay and that I needed the blood which I desperately did.
By Melissa Hevenor The Psychic In Your Pocket6 years ago in Longevity
The Germaphobe Party
So, you're lying there on your Moon Pod because one of the necessities of this pandemic was to buy a $299 bean bag chair, right? You're comfortably reading the newspaper because those are still popular, and the headline reads, “United States Survives Pandemic! Stay-At-Home & Social Distancing Orders Lifted!” The milk you were drinking shoots out of your nose and completely ruins the newspaper story making it illegible. Luckily you have your smart phone as a backup news outlet. You frantically scroll through the article but don't fully read it. The feeling of freedom sets it. You're no longer on house arrest. A celebration is necessary. You just SURVIVED A GLOBAL PANDEMIC!
By Brian Starzynski6 years ago in Longevity
The Quarantine Chronicles
For most people without children quarantine may be uneventful and redundant however, that is not the case for me. I am a woman with cerebral palsy who uses both a push wheelchair and an electric wheelchair, depending on what I’m doing or where I am going. I am also intuitive and a cancer survivor. All of these factors contribute to what is now referred to as the Quarantine Chronicles.
By Melissa Hevenor The Psychic In Your Pocket6 years ago in Longevity
