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Yesterday was Betty Poundcake’s funeral.  It turned out that she didn’t have many male friends so I ended up being a poll bearer.  There were only four of us carrying the casket.  Betty’s brothers were carrying in the front while Betty’s son Junior (Kyle Poundcake, Jr.) and I were in the back.  The casket was about to be hoisted into the hearse when Betty’s brother Karl collapsed.  His sudden collapse and the lack of manpower around led to the side of the casket slamming into my knee.  I was in excruciating pain, but the casket still had to go into the hearse.  It took the three of us a while, but we were able to get the casket into the hearse.

The next problem was getting the casket out of the hearse and into the hole that was dug.  My pain wasn’t any better.  As I was bending my knee, I was emitting sounds that resembled a porpoise.  My body was shaking from the pain.  Just before the casket was fully lowered, I let out a deafening yelp.

I went to the hospital after the service.  The pain was sharp and constant.  It was like listening to Celine Dion sing while she scratched a blackboard.  I wanted my mommy.

The doctor saw me and gave me an apple.  I thought it was an odd gesture.  The doctor chuckled and said “An apple a day…  I guess that it doesn’t always work.”

“What doesn’t always work?”  I asked.

“Your health care plan.  Here you are seeing a doctor anyway.”

The presumption of my health care plan is that many diseases are avoidable and that people generally do not take very good care of themselves.  Injuries are another subject.  They are usually avoidable, but unlike health issues of a poorly maintained body, injuries can be caused by another person with no way the injured can avoid it.

I reminded the doctor of the hypocritical oath.  (He corrected me, it’s actually “Hypocratic Oath.”  It turned out that there was no ligament damage, but the knee was badly bruised.  He placed an ice pack on the knee and started singing, “Ice, Ice, Baby.”

I woke up at 5:30AM this morning and wrapped an ice pack on my knee and drove home.  I just got home at 4:00 and now have my knee up.  I will soon be taking a nap followed by the premier of my video show live at 10:00PM Eastern.


December 16, 2011 - Posted by | Ahmnodt, commentary, health care, issues, satire | , , , , , , ,


  1. Ahmnodt it’s not so much that I LIKE this post but am sending sympathy and peace to you, for you loss of a loved one. As well as the black comedy that ensued. Take care of your leg. Gah, that sounds painful as hell.
    Be well, and good wishes to you and Betty Poundcake’s family and friends.

    Comment by Rachael Black | December 17, 2011

    • Rachael, thank you for the kind words. There should be a guidebook on what to like and there should be a blank space next to the like where people can write in what they like the post.
      The problem with the current like system (and the one on Facebook) is twofold. Some people who didn’t click “like” didn’t do it because they don’t want people to think that they like that i am hurt or that Betty is dead. Then there’s the people who would click “like” because they’re glad that I am hurt or that Betty is dead. Hopefully there will be a way to rectify this in the future.

      Comment by Ahmnodt Heare | December 17, 2011

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