She Takes the Cake... and Couch August 12, 2004 - 9:23 a.m.

Thanks to UncleBob for finding this twisted little gem:

'480-Pound Woman Dies After Six Years On Couch'

"STUART, Fla. -- A 480-pound Martin County woman has died after emergency workers tried to remove her from the couch where she had remained for about six years.

Gayle Laverne Grinds, 40, died Wednesday, after a failed six-hour effort to dislodge her from the couch in her home. Workers say the home was filthy, and Grinds was too large to get up from the couch to even use the bathroom.

Everyone going inside the home had to wear protective gear. The stench was so powerful they had to blast in fresh air.

A preliminary autopsy on the the four-foot, ten-inch woman lists the cause of death as "morbid obesity." But officials want to know more about the circumstances inside the home.

Investigators say Grinds lived with a man named Herman Thomas, who says he tried to take care of her the best he could. He has told them he tried repeatedly to get her up, but simply couldn't. No charges have been filed, but officials are looking into negligence issues.

Emergency workers had to remove some sliding glass doors and lift the couch, with Grinds still on it, to a trailer behind a pickup truck. Removing her from the couch would be too painful, since her body was grafted to the fabric. After years of staying put, her skin had literally become one with the sofa and had to be surgically removed.

She died at Martin Memorial Hospital South, still attached to the couch.

Neighbors say they had no idea Grinds lived at the duplex, though they had seen Thomas and some children outside."

Actual article found here.

That's just horribly sad. I feel sorry for this person, yet feel annoyed at the sheer stupidity of the situation. There's no reason to let something like that happen. The couch fucking grafted itself to her ass! It's so completely awful but she's the only one to blame here. The guy living with her could have done more - asked for help, notified authorities or some other medical contacts. But overall, it's her own fault. There's absolutely no excuse for that.

One thing for sure, it makes me feel better about myself. I describe myself as being useless, but at least I'm not that fucking useless.

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