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  <title>Comments on 'When the ____ Hits the Fan'</title>
  <subtitle>*Kristofer*

I don't...I don't know if there was any one moment when things changed. One moment that this life was chosen. I just...

I was rushed to the hospital last night. I had a heart attack, and my mother called an ambulance. 

From what I saw and what I overheard from gossiping nurses, when they came to take me to the emergency room, the EMT had to remove the front door. 
_We can't get the kid through!_ One of them shouted. Neighbors' lights were turned on, and faces appeared in the window. 
_Stop it! Stop it!_ My mother cried, throwing a paper bag over my face. I could see the shame in her eyes. I wished, even through the pain, that I wasn't the cause of that shame. 

The doctor says they don't have the facilities to treat me here. Even while I sleep, I hear my mother's tears. </subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-12T22:33:24Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on When the ____ Hits the Fan</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Thought provoking story of embarrassment and beig overwieght.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-12T22:33:24Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>SKermitgorf</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on When the ____ Hits the Fan</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#8217;s a harsh reality, very nicely captured. The scary thing is that this is happening with an alarming frequency. Great work.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-16T19:28:30Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Saint Chuck</name>
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