Jail story: MethHam the Obese Hulk Jail EMT here. So the other night we had a huge ham go absolutely crazy without any warning signs. MethHam is a well known patient who uses meth on the outside to treat his metal illness. Or so it says. Anyways, There were 2 COs who opened his cell door to move MethHam to a different housing unit. I was standing by the nursing office just watching the common area.  All of a sudden we hear a giant moan/grunt? Some sort of animal sound, and the other 3 COs went running towards the sound.  The MethHam, who was calm before hand, decided to fight. MethHam was slammed to the ground. The stupid fatass was writhing around on the floor like a fish getting electrocuted. MethHam kept screaming and thrashing around while the COs tried to hold down each limb.  Since he was unable to be contained by 5 COs, one of them dry stunned him in the back twice.  But if you shitlords know anything about tazers, is that it works better on muscle than fat. So tazing this beast did no good.  They drag thrashing MethHam down the hallway and into the nurses office. The COs are yelling at the fatass to stop moving so we can assess it's injuries. I have never seen a 350lbs+ ham move around so fast.  Now there is a Sgt and 5 COs in the office, a nurse and me. A 6th female officer shows up to help.  MethHam is now cuffed behind the back and shackles at the ankles. In our state, if an inmate is cuffed that way, then the COs can't hit them because the inmate can't defend himself.  However, MethHam was actively LIFTING some of our COs off the ground with its fat legs and shoulders. It was some crazy shit to see. All these officers holding down MethHam, but it kept rising. So, a CO decided to start punching the MethHam in the fucking face in order for it to stop thrashing about.  Several blows to the face, pressure points dug into, knee blows, whatever they did, the MethHam continued. Think about an obese Hulk. Thats what this was. The nurse and I just looked at each other with the biggest wtf expression on our faces. This tub of lard was not stopping. And now it started to spit blood. Sgt brings in a restraint chair and spit hood and it took all 5 COs to hold down the MethHam while the smaller female officer strapped the crazy sack of shit down.  I got to clean up the blood off of the COs uniform while the MethHam sat in the chair for 2 hours to cool down. (Medical had to check on restraint chairs every 15 minutes) We have dealt with skinny meth heads, guys on pcp, and their strength is insane. But a ham doing meth is out of this world!! At the end of my 12 hr shift, MethHam barely had two black eyes, and a sore body. MethHam said that it didn't remember anything, only that he used meth the night before.  Drugs are bad! Bonus story! We had a murderer come in that same night. I won't give out too many details about it cause I'll doxx myself. But guess what? He was a fucking prick and a fatass too.