My best friend's then-girlfriend told me that my best friend had be diagnosed with Type-1 diabetes, and he had been admitted to the hospital. Whilst he was recovering, I went to the hospital, and he was lying on the bed looking like a zombie. He was 5"8, and weighed 5st, and his skin was almost white. He likes to tell me the story on how the doctors were telling him that he was 30 minutes from going into a coma and possibly even dying. I hate that bastard.
I also watched someone get dragged out of an overturned car, a couple of weeks ago. I can only assume by the relative slowness of the paramedics that he did not make it, but I never knew for sure, as I didn't exactly feel like waiting around.
I also watched someone get dragged out of an overturned car, a couple of weeks ago. I can only assume by the relative slowness of the paramedics that he did not make it, but I never knew for sure, as I didn't exactly feel like waiting around.