months weeks after the episode to make sure my tongue didn’t veer to either side when I stuck it out. Today, I’m creeped out by bacterial infections and of getting in cars, thanks to Dean Winters and Jonah Hill, respectively.I tend to get carried away after I hear death or health stories. When Dr. Greene got brain cancer on ER — I must have been maybe 11 years old — I found myself looking in the mirror for several
Winters shared the story of his near-death a year ago with the NY Post, telling them he has spent 95 days in the hospital in the last year and had part of is thumb and two toes amputated due to a terrible infection that at one point stopped his heart for two-and-a-half minutes. I’m a bit shocked the 30 Rock actor was able to keep this health scare a secret for so long — but mostly paralyzed with terror.
Hill finally put to rest a lot of Internet hokum and spilled to Rolling Stone the real story behind the severe scar on his arm: a terrible car accident as a rebellious teen that almost resulted in the loss of his arm. I got chills just typing that.
I’m really glad they’re both okay now, but I wish I could say the same for my mental state. Don’t leave me virtually hanging, PopWatchers. Do these stories (real or on TV shows) turn anyone else into a hypochondriac? And if so, why can’t we stop reading/watching?!