This keeps getting more pathetic

[jbarron]

Anyone who posts this sh*t on the internet needs to be forced into a mental institution. Here's the latest installment from the lard-assed loser who will say anything for sympathy. Now, he's convinced that the end is near but he took time out to go see a doctor and have him examine his crotch. ;D ;D

I keep finding myself wanting to tell this loser to do the world a favor and take an overdose of Krispy Kremes and get it over with.

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BTW, you mention your 'Eurologist'. ...Do you perhaps mean Urologist
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Yes, I'm sorry for misspelling.

When the doctor at the Methodist Hospital asked me if I wanted to see a Urologist after I showed him my problem, I quickly said yes.

I didn't even realize how to spell Urologist and I thought it was spelled Eurologist. I never actually saw the word before, and I only heard the doctor speak it to me.

Needless to say, I've never seen this type of specialist before and I had this serious problem with my urinary track for a long time ( since 1999 -- 8 years ) and I held it to myself in fear of being afraid of what might be wrong.

It wasn't until I became incredibly sick on September the 14th ( right ear infection and upper chest respiratory infection that spread throughout my throat and lungs ), that I started to become more open to taking care of this urinary problem.

Along the way these past two months I've been taking daily antibiotics, daily diabetes pills, daily mucinex ( I refuse to take that particular pill right now because I'm not feeling better taking it ), and also an asthma inhaler and a breathing machine I have.

Thanks to this thread, I somehow got the courage to show the doctor what was physically wrong with me ( my urinary situation ) -- First time in my life I actually told someone about this huge problem of mine, besides this thread of course .. ( I just pulled down my pants in front of him and showed him ), and he immediately knew something was wrong as he felt around with his gloves.

I'm scared, but I try to post a lot in this forum to keep my spirits high ( I love sports and I enjoy all of you who post here ), and I try to listen to a lot of YouTube music and watch a lot of YouTube videos.

I spend all day on the computer, or watching TV in the living room, and I do it because I'm afraid I'll die if I don't keep my mind thinking and doing something.

I might die soon with the way I'm breathing, but no matter what happens, I'm going to keep doing what I enjoy doing, and if it means spending all day on my computer, then that's what I'm going to do to pass the time during these days.

My energy is incredibly low, but I'm able to type still, but not as fast as I used to. Also my mind and thinking isn't the best right now and I forget a lot of things.

Right now, I just want to discuss the Houston Rockets and that's sort of been like a huge safety net for me these past few weeks. The Houston Rockets keep me going right now.

If I ever make it through this health crisis I'm going through, and if I'm able to breathe normally again ( without feeling this liquid sensation and static-like charge in my throat every time I inhale and exhale ), then I will thank God and say a prayer in happiness as I promise to become a better person in life.

Either way, I say a prayer every morning I wake up these days and I thank the good Lord I'm getting the opportunity to live another day. Right now, all I can do is make it to the next day -- God willing.

We're just past midnight right now in Houston, Texas and I made it to November 13, 2007.

If I can make it to Thanksgiving, I'll really be thankful. That much is certain.

I want to post 4 or 5 times about the Rockets today and watch the Rockets game tonight. I know it will be an uphill battle just to breathe and stay alive, but I hope I can make it for another game, another day, and another smile on my face might occur at some point today, just knowing that I got to spend my day doing what I wanted.

I'm at the point right now where I realize I need peace in whatever I do. No matter what, I just want to be myself and I know I'm a great person.

[texiban001]

I read that sh*t earlier.  This guy is so pathetic it makes you want to strangle his ass!  He wants to post about the Rockets about 4 or 5 times and watch the game and "it will be an uphill battle just to breathe and stay alive"!  What the f**k is this guy talking about?  Sounds to me like it be a relief for him to kick the damned bucket already and quit whining like he has sand in his vagina! :oThe worst thing that could happen to this loser is that he lives to be a hunderd and twenty!  I'll be laughing at him!  I'm planning on nastying away at around 150! ;D

BTW, what the hell did the doctor say was wrong with this pecker? I wonder did the doc really examine him or was it just a way for this loser to get a cheap thrill seeing as how no woman with any self esteem would touch his pecker? Or...was the doc gay ;D

[Coach]

( I just pulled down my pants in front of him and showed him ), and he immediately knew something was wrong as he felt around with his gloves.

I don't care who ya are, that right thar is funny.

[jbarron]

BTW, what the hell did the doctor say was wrong with this pecker? I wonder did the doc really examine him or was it just a way for this loser to get a cheap thrill seeing as how no woman with any self esteem would touch his pecker? Or...was the doc gay?

My guess is that the "doc" spent most of his time trying to dig this loser's pecker out from under ten rolls of lard so he could see if it still worked. They got a heifer with no self-esteem over at the leprachaun's forum who would gladly help the doc try to find that pecker........hello, AG!!

[Ken]

I just can't believe this guy is for real. Dude is probably yukkin it up, at the folks who take him seriously and at the folks who get pissed at his pathetic cries for help. If he is for real, God help him. I really mean that. If he's not, then he's a demented bastard anyway, but at least he gleans his attention this way rather than by causing any real threat or destruction to others.

[Coach]

When the doctor at the Methodist Hospital asked me if I wanted to see a Urologist after I showed him my problem, I quickly said yes.

The Doctor was probably trying to pawn this hypochondriac off on someone else.

I didn't even realize how to spell Urologist and I thought it was spelled Eurologist. I never actually saw the word before, and I only heard the doctor speak it to me.

Needless to say, I've never seen this type of specialist before and I had this serious problem with my urinary track for a long time ( since 1999 -- 8 years ) and I held it to myself in fear of being afraid of what might be wrong.

You've had a serious urinary tract problem for 8 years... Ummmm ok... That's a painful situation but you handled it quietly. You tell everyone on the internet every time you've had a headache but you've managed to hold back that your c*ck has been throbbing in pain for 8 years.

It wasn't until I became incredibly sick on September the 14th ( right ear infection and upper chest respiratory infection that spread throughout my throat and lungs ), that I started to become more open to taking care of this urinary problem.

Yeah....you've nevvvvvver been open to discussing your medical problems before.

Along the way these past two months I've been taking daily antibiotics, daily diabetes pills, daily mucinex ( I refuse to take that particular pill right now because I'm not feeling better taking it ), and also an asthma inhaler and a breathing machine I have.

Change your name to RyanMD, since you seem to know what medication is best for your body.

Thanks to this thread, I somehow got the courage to show the doctor what was physically wrong with me ( my urinary situation ) --

Maybe you can talk about the Middle East on a thread at Speedy's and that will solve that problem too.

First time in my life I actually told someone about this huge problem of mine, besides this thread of course .. ( I just pulled down my pants in front of him and showed him ), and he immediately knew something was wrong as he felt around with his gloves.

I'm sure that was the thrill of the doctor's life. You might have waited until he asked you to pull your pants down before you did. I'm sure the patients in the waiting room didn't want to see all that.

I'm scared, but I try to post a lot in this forum to keep my spirits high ( I love sports and I enjoy all of you who post here ), and I try to listen to a lot of YouTube music and watch a lot of YouTube videos.

If posting at Speedy's is the only thing keeping you going, give Dr Kervorkian a call.

I spend all day on the computer, or watching TV in the living room, and I do it because I'm afraid I'll die if I don't keep my mind thinking and doing something.

You got it backwards. You will die if you keep spending all day on the computer and watching TV and don't get your act together.

I might die soon with the way I'm breathing, but no matter what happens, I'm going to keep doing what I enjoy doing, and if it means spending all day on my computer, then that's what I'm going to do to pass the time during these days.

Well then, it's a good thing you don't like playing hopscotch on the Katy Freeway, isn't it? Or is it?

My energy is incredibly low, but I'm able to type still, but not as fast as I used to. Also my mind and thinking isn't the best right now and I forget a lot of things.

Try exercising, moron.

Right now, I just want to discuss the Houston Rockets and that's sort of been like a huge safety net for me these past few weeks. The Houston Rockets keep me going right now.

Your safety net is avoiding dealing with your issues by focusing on things not related to your issues. You ignore advice and look for people to justify your stupidity.

If I ever make it through this health crisis I'm going through, and if I'm able to breathe normally again ( without feeling this liquid sensation and static-like charge in my throat every time I inhale and exhale ), then I will thank God and say a prayer in happiness as I promise to become a better person in life.

Promise God that you will get off your ass and do something. That's a start.

Either way, I say a prayer every morning I wake up these days and I thank the good Lord I'm getting the opportunity to live another day. Right now, all I can do is make it to the next day -- God willing.

Pity party of 1, your table is ready.... Paging the Pity Party of 1, your table is ready.

We're just past midnight right now in Houston, Texas and I made it to November 13, 2007.
If I can make it to Thanksgiving, I'll really be thankful. That much is certain.

Hmm....he's so bad he may not last another week or so and he's been seeing Docs and none of them have him in the hospital. Ok....

I want to post 4 or 5 times about the Rockets today and watch the Rockets game tonight. I know it will be an uphill battle just to breathe and stay alive, but I hope I can make it for another game, another day, and another smile on my face might occur at some point today, just knowing that I got to spend my day doing what I wanted.

This is getting rid*ckintheassulous. Lord, I wanted thank you for letting me see that last turnover by Rafer Alston, if you could see your way to just 1 more Yao MIng rebound, I would be forever greatful.

I'm at the point right now where I realize I need peace in whatever I do. No matter what, I just want to be myself and I know I'm a great person.

You're just swell, Ryan.

[texiban001]

I think we need to get him a pass fot the Houston Zoo and make sure a monkey has a gun when he goes to the monkey house!