Obeast Falls In Front of Hospital Another day at the hospital and oh god more fatty fat fucks than usual. We're not talking about small fats or 300 or even 400 pounders. We're talking about a minimum of 500 pound patients here with the average of what I'm guessing 600 pounds! Yay on the next episode of My 600 Pound Fat Fuck Life, you get the idea. Too bad the hospital I work at is not featured in that shitshow of a documentary of incompetent fatties with no self control who use food to escape from reality. So here's what happened. We have a new volunteer and she's a sweet girl but have worked at other hospitals before. So I was asked by my coworkers to help her understand her job and its easy and all. But what neither of us prepared for wasn't the sheer number of pork planets waddling in but also teaching the new volunteer of what to do when something goes wrong happens near us. So while I was training her, a frantic regular looking man, who looks like he works on construction, rushes up to us looking panicked so things went like this. Construction Man: Excuse me SUPA and New Girl. Somebody fell down at the front and I and another person helped him get back up on the bench. He's bleeding from his nose and mouth a little. Think he busted his gums a bit. SUPA FUPA: Oh yikes. New Girl, call help like this and tell them what happened and let emergency do the rest. New Girl: On it. So New Girl called emergency and told them of the situation and emergency made an intercom announcement signaling hospital workers to go outside in front of the lobby. So there was like about ten people on their way there complete with four security guards. So we told them what happened and they went outside and oh my god, what we saw will stick with us for the rest of our lives. So ten people lifted this ginormous blob in what I think is a hospital gown and fitted him on a wheelchair and New Girl's eyes widened in horror before quickly going back to looking at her computer and phone to not let the obeast know that she's disgusted at him. I couldn't help but to see this male obeast's face covered in blood with blood dripping from his nose and mouth a bit. And underneath that gown was two huge blobs, thinking it could be his thighs, ass, or maybe his gunt, with sores and peeling skin on them. His legs were dark purplish red from the knees down. The hospital workers were lucky enough to hook this thing up to an oxygen tank to keep it breathing too. Then we learned that this patient was a previous patient of our hospital and was transferred to a bariatric facility but left because he didn't stick with his weight loss plan. Pretty much, he was in our hospital before, got transferred to a bariatric facility, then kicked out. Then had health problems related to obesity again, then went to our hospital for treatment, and I'm assuming it may be kicked out or transferred. Talk about a waste of healthcare resources! So hooray my new coworker witnessed a bloody-faced fat fuck because he tried to stand up from his bench outside but fell right on his face and had at least two men lift him up back to his bench before having ten hospital workers to help him to his wheelchair and his oxygen tank before cleaning his bloodied face. Luckily, he survived but his face was a mess. I know there was a story a while back here on FPH where a hamplanet on oxygen walked out of the car and suddenly fell right on his face and died on the spot bleeding allover the concrete in front of a store. Fats are a burden in healthcare... All of this would've been avoided if they simply just ate less.