posted March 25, 2009 05:17 PM         

A man has 4 months to live unless he has a kidney transplant. His wife is told she is the perfect match. BUT she needs to lose 3 stone (42 pounds, I think. Sorry, I don't do metric so you are on your own if you use that.) before the docs will operate. SO, she gets a personal trainer, stops eating chips (fries?) and goes for rice and salad instead.

I thought: WTF?

Rice and the gym twice a week? I would be on water and a vitamin tablet. The old b@stard might annoy me but the kids like him, the cat likes him, I'm not going to waste time munching salad in the gym. I'd starve! Let's give the **** a chance!

Maybe it's just me. Maybe there is something I'm not grasping here, besides which, I've never struggled with my weight so perhaps I don't really now how hard it might be to shed those pounds, plus what a load of stress on her head.

posted March 25, 2009 05:42 PM         

I'd do the same as you, Blue Moon.
And I'd also be pretty pi$$ed off if I were hubby.

posted March 25, 2009 06:44 PM         

I would go for drastic on this one.

Then...I hate to say...someone in my close family really was given a few months.If I could have offered up a spare internal organ to help out, I would have been there, in a flash. Take it! I can eat later.

My knees were scraping the floor and the rosary beads were clacking, I can tell you, not that it changed the outcome. Faith healing, tried that, the healer gave me ago as well, he insisted, though it wasn't me dying. Strange experience, but for another thread sometime.

posted March 26, 2009 02:14 AM         

My mother tried to do something along those lines (I don't know if you'd call it faith healing, maybe like spiritual aura cleansings or something) when my dad was diagnosed with cancer - multiple myeloma, a cancer that can be treated but not cured. They gave him 5 months to live, but that was 4 years ago. He's fine, working, optimistic, all that good stuff despite that his cancer keeps coming back and they zap it. And every 6 months or so someone comes along that's treating him and says he's got 5 months to live and just throws him into a depression

posted March 26, 2009 03:12 AM         

I feel for that lady, what a thing to have over your head.

The faith healer we went to was the most ordinary of men, not religious, and in the story he gave me seemingly stumbled across faith healing as a vocation. He said he didn't know if it worked, but he just did it anyway in the hope that it would help. He didn't take payment (off anyone).

My session...it was strange, like a warm glow flooding through my whole body. As he concentrated his hands started to burn with heat. Funnily enough, I haven't had a migraine since. Or womens' problems.

posted April 03, 2009 10:03 PM         

Hahaha - just kidding!!!

posted April 04, 2009 02:57 AM         

This is the only prayer he knew, his mother insisted he learned it, though she wasn't a religious woman at all. It does make me wonder.