Monday, April 18, 2011

Thou seest I have more flesh than another man, and therefore more frailty.

How does it happen that a man doesn’t get up from a chair in over two years and manage to grow to a whopping 500 pounds?    Not a wheelchair but a Lazy-boy . . . kind of ironic, no?  Not only did he not move from the chair but he was fused to it with his own flesh. 

Oh wait . . . it gets better . . . or worse, depending on how you look at it.

The man didn’t move for two years . . . it’s true.  Besides that he did not starve to death in all this time (more on that in a moment), he also did not use the bathroom to . . . well . . . go to the bathroom.  For TWO years he defecated and urinated where he sat . . . in the chair and on himself.   

How did he manage to survive  . . . and gain so much weight . . . if he wasn’t getting up to eat?  Somebody must have been enabling this man.  Oh yeah . . . he had a live-in girlfriend AND had a roommate the roommate who apparently completely ignored the sickening situation.  His girlfriend served him food and beverages in the chair . . . 15,000 calories worth every single day.  Every day, I say!  That’s the equivalent of 10 cheeseburgers, 10 large French fries, 30 cans of Coke, and 4 side salads. 

The girlfriend said he was active at one time but when his knees started hurting him he got in the chair and refused to move. He also refused to let her clean him up and his condition deteriorated.

Some two years after the man last sat down in the reclining chair, the girlfriend called 911 when her boyfriend became unresponsive. Emergency medical workers responded and found the 43 year old man wallowing in his own filth, sores, and . . . wait for it . . . wait for it . . . covered in maggots.   

So, now we have an unwashed, bedsore covered, poop encrusted, urine drenched, maggot riddled, grotesquely obese man whose skin has grown into the chair he’s occupied for over TWO years . . . unbelievable.

The landlord had to cut a hole in the wall of the home so that the emergency response team could remove the man from the residence.  They had literally cut the man from the chair.

A policeman described the scene as the worst he had ever seen and most said the worst part of all was the smell. Some police officers said the conditions were so putrid that one threw away his soiled uniform after freeing the man.

The landlord says she checked on her tenants periodically.  She is quoted to have said, "You rent to adult and you expect them to know how to live. He was always sitting underneath a blanket. I had no idea the extent of it." . . .  "The last time I was down there, the house wasn't clean, but it wasn't like it was on the news," Bennett said. "It stunk, I'll give you that. It stunk to high heaven, but let's not keep blowing this out of proportion."  Uh . . . what’s wrong with that statement??

There are so many unbelievable fails here it incomprehensible.

The legal authorities say that it is not a case for law enforcement.   The man was not being held against his will, was not a captive, and not forced to live confined to his chair with no access to hygiene.  It was a living condition issue and a matter of personal choice.

The 43-year-old man died of heart failure shortly after being removed from his beloved chair.

Mmmmm . . . let's eat.  Or not.


Creamy Garlic & Green Olive Pasta

1 Lb Pasta Cooked Al Dente (whatever kind you like)
10 Oz Jar Green Olives (or any type you like)
6 Cloves Fresh Garlic (pre-chopped and dried ruins this recipe)
2 Tbsp Olive Oil
2 Cups Whipping Cream Or Light Cream Or Half-And-Half
Parmesan Cheese
Black Pepper

Chop up the olives into chunks and slice the garlic, but not too thinly. In a hot non-stick pan add olive oil and sauté’ the garlic chopped olives.  Be careful not to let the garlic brown, or it may become bitter.

Add the cream, and bring to a simmer.

Cook over low heat until the liquid has been reduced by almost half, and it is thick, stirring very often.

Pour this over the hot pasta, sprinkle generously with parmesan, chopped parsley and black pepper.


Serve immediately.

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