Hiccups are a rough part of life. They come, they’re extremely painful for a little while, and then they disappear as mysteriously as they first showed up. They usually hurt, and even if they don’t, they’re really annoying. They don’t really do anything for you. They aren’t like coughs, which get rid of things in your lungs. They could be caused by irritated nerves, low levels of carbon dioxide in the blood, and a million other things.
Usually, they don’t last that long…but this time was different. A guy in the army had them for four weeks, and there’s no cure. But that’s nothing – the longest recorded case of an attack of hiccups is Charles Osborne, who was born in 1894 and died in 1991, ninety-seven years, and had hiccups for sixty-eight of them.
A Good Way to Remember
It’s probably not all that proper to call someone a German...or call them the entire country of Germany...just because they’re tough and won’t take any guff, but to a woman that probably has a hard time remembering much of anything, it makes just as much sense as anything else. Frenchie was the one that didn’t put up any trouble, German was the tough one...What else is there?
Maybe Italy brings all the best food? Greece tells the funniest jokes? Iceland is the depressed one? England is the happy one? We’d love to know more about all of these, but it’s impossible for us to figure out exactly how this woman would have named everybody. Trust us, when it comes to people who work in elderly mental care, you need to have a German around.
The Last Son of Krypton
The elderly who find themselves in a mental ward come in two general varieties. There are the ones that are a little freaky to be around and make you work to keep them safe, and there are the ones that have great stories and are happy and good-natured even if they don’t really know what’s going on. The first group makes you want to quit, but the second group keeps you around.
Such a kind old Superman, who doesn’t want to mess up all that fancy equipment with his incredibly strong body. But he wasn’t actually saying he was Superman, was he? No, he was just saying that his body was made of metal. Like the Terminator, we suppose. But much nicer than the Terminator, thankfully.
What Do You Mean “It’s Gone”
This is a worrying prospect, to be sure. You’re saying that there’s a disease that makes a bone just...disappear? This is like something out of the second "Harry Potter" book. You know, the one where the bone in his arm disappears. But the bone doesn’t just vanish, right? Indeed, no, the bone absorbs the bone. Obviously that’s still not great, but there’s nothing magical going on.
This disease is extremely rare – there have been, like, two hundred reported cases in the entire world. Doctors aren’t sure how it happens, which isn’t helped by the fact that it’s so shatteringly rare. It comes out of nowhere, too – sometimes a bone just disappears. Most of the cases aren’t caused by a fracture, as in this case. A bone just decides it’s had enough.
I’d Like a Second Opinion
As tumor sizes go, golf-ball-sized seems like it’s pretty big. Indeed, it is pretty big. And a tumor of that size in the brain is going to muck things up no matter where it is. This dad is probably just lucky that the only thing it did was affect the growth of a couple of bones.
A brain tumor is one of the things that is up there on the “we need to fix this immediately” list when it comes to medical problems. It’s easy to point at the doctors who didn’t think there was anything wrong with it and blame them, but it’s more likely that the new doctor had a little more experience in something like that – brain tumors and bone growth and that sort of thing.