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Related PSA: if any of you or your kids contemplate marrying someone who's adopted, get them to find out as much as they can about their biological family before they do; particularly if they plan to have kids because some of these things are hereditary and can skip a generation.

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My girlfriend was adopted from an orphanage in Siberia. Not sure how much I am going to be able to find out.

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I don't know what nitros are and I'm guessing that's a good thing

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nitrous oxide.

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What type of psychedelics did he do to fry his mind? I'd imagine you would have to do it very often and recreationally for it to fry your brain.

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Certain drugs can trigger dormant mental illness in some people, especially when abused.

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My best friend's wife completely lost it. Went from well put together to diagnosed bipolar to 5 different in patient rehabs to full interdiction and committed psychiatric 100% non-functional catatonic schizophrenia.

She was amazing and beautiful, fun to be around, a great cook, but when her 2 boys got to about 7 or 8 poof. When she was home towards the end of their marriage she'd drink 7 or 8 bottles of wine a day. The final straw was 2 days after a 6 month rehab stent she was in car line to pick up her boys and passed out drunk in car line. Still breaks my heart close to 20 years later.

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This kinda shite freaks me out. Really about as terrifying as anything I can think of.

Didn't Oppenheimer have one, or am I wrong?

This happened to an endurance runner around the Winds in Wyoming a few years ago

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For about an hour and 10 minutes on May 22, Gabe Joyes had an extremely critical task to perform. “I was just lying there holding my blood in,” he said, using his wadded up wind jacket to help contain the flow from an unusual leg injury.

The 36-year-old Lander, Wyoming, teacher suffered a puncture wound while solo trail running. As he jogged downhill with his folded trekking poles in hand, Gabe tripped. The full force of his body falling jabbed one of the pole points into his upper thigh, puncturing about an inch into his flesh.

Luckily, he had cellphone service and was able to call his wife, Jenny. After telling her to stay calm, Gabe said he needed search and rescue immediately. He then described his location not far from town at Sinks Canyon.

In the spirit of advising his students and other trail runners about his mishap, Gabe posted a blog about his accident, along with graphic photos. His detailed writing is at times unsettling, like his account of how bad the injury was.

“I took a look at myself and was horrified to see blood pulsating out of my shorts at a flow rate that did not even seem possible — something more akin to a bubbling faucet,” Gabe wrote.

The average amount of blood in a human body is around five liters. One doctor told Gabe he may have lost two to three liters.

“It was just absolutely shocking and horrifying,” Gabe said. “How do you lose blood that fast? I only had a few moments to panic. Then it was time to get down to business. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have a story to tell.”

Although his main task was trying to staunch the bleeding, at the same time he is the type of guy who doesn’t do well with the sight of blood. So Gabe attempted to distract his mind as much as possible.

“I was very concerned about passing out, because then I couldn’t keep pressure on the wound,” he said. “I was trying to normalize the situation a little bit.”

So he told himself it wasn’t a big deal and that he would be OK.

He even snapped selfies of himself and the wound which he later posted with the blog, titled “Accidents happen.” The photos show his running shorts and the lower half of his T-shirt soaked with blood, as well as the ground underneath him.

“I can hardly look at them anymore,” he said. “It almost makes me sick.”

Wearing only running shorts, a T-shirt, vest and wind jacket, Gabe was lightly clothed. Luckily, the first person on scene had a tarp he could wrap around Gabe to keep him warm as the blood loss started to lead to hypothermia. Once the helicopter had GPS coordinates, they flew up and EMTs took over.

“From there things start to become a crazy blur…the most badass EMTs imaginable sliced my shorts right off, put unbelievable pressure on my wound (this hurt more than the initial pole impact), rammed 16-gauge IV needles into my arms, all while quietly and calmly whispering into my ears ‘don’t worry we’ll get you the good drugs soon,’” Gabe wrote. “They came through on their promise, and once I was on a stretcher and covered up the ‘good drugs’ took me to what I can only describe as warm-magical-melting ice cream-world. I came back to reality maybe 20 or 30 minutes later on our way to Casper. Things were challenging from that point on of course, but really from the moment those EMTs showed up I knew I was able to let go and just let them take over — for I had endured.”

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https://www.bozemandailychronicle.com/outdoors/endurance-runners-fall-nearly-proves-fatal-after-trekking-pole-stabs-leg/article_8a1b6f46-028d-562b-9776-c11ce5b54efe.html

Its a problem for sea turtles too because they eat jelly fish, and they might mistakenly eat a balloon thinking its a jelly. Same with plastic bags in the ocean.

Good common sense law.

It wasn't really the flashback. The movie doesn't play out from anyone's memory. It was just a trick to make the ending more impactful, and it worked.

You are probably on the later end of the driver's route. The driver isn't going to deviate off his route to get your package to you to honor some arbitrary time window that customer service put down likely without even talking to the driver.

Now, its not your fault that they gave you a time window that they don't even know that the driver is going to be able to make, but when so many customers think that their delivery is more special and important than everyone else's then their hand is kind of forced to give some kind of time window.

My advice: don't try and plan around Fedex's time windows, and don't take it too personal. Obviously by your own admission trying to get someone on the phone at fedex customer service to bitch to is not at all worth the time and effort, especially considering nothing will be done about it.

There was a camp town man, used to plow and sing
And he loved that mule and the mule loved him
When the day got long as it does about now
I'd hear him singing to his muley-cow
Calling, "Come on my sweet old girl, and I'd bet the whole damn world
That we're gonna make it yet to the end of the row"

Singing "hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, Bessie
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more"

Said it's a mean old world, heavy in need.
That big machine is just picking up speed
They were supping on tears, they were supping on wine
We all get to heaven in our own sweet time
So come all you Asheville boys and turn up your old-time noise
And kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor

Singing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

But the camp town man, he doesn't plow no more
I seen him walking down to the cigarette store
Guess he lost that knack and he forgot that song
Woke up one morning and the mule was gone
So come on, you ragtime kings, and come on, you dogs, and sing
And pick up the dusty old horn and give it a blow

Playing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, honey
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more