James Lind Quotes

I was in hospital between the Grand Prix in Australia and Malaysia because of a lack of water and a little bit of lack of everything. I was very weak.

I look like I have beriberi and scurvy.

I was a hundred-percent sick, I felt as if I had no further use for my legs, they just hung over the edge of my bed like unimportant and rather ridiculous objects.

I'm okay with having horrible lower teeth.

And as pale sickness does invade, Your frailer part, the breaches made, In that fair lodging still more clear, Make the bright guest, your soul, appear.

I made some friends at Listerine and they taught me a little bit about oral care. That half of adults suffer from oral disease, that the number one chronic disease among children is oral disease, that we're only taking care of 25% of our mouths when brushing alone and there are more germs in your mouth than there are people on the planet.

Swollen in head, weak in legs, sharp in tongue but empty in belly.

Chronic Lyme causes arthritis, heart problems, stroke - even death.

You get so weak from eating pears that you fall down, and then they come and take you away on a stretcher.

I have been recently diagnosed with Sjogren's Syndrome, an autoimmune disease which is an ongoing medical condition that affects my energy level and causes fatigue and joint pain.

For some reason, every time I get a little bit under the weather, I've got zero patience.

I have little bones.

A dark house is always an unhealthy house, always an ill-aired house, always a dirty house. Want of light stops growth and promotes scrofula, rickets, etc., among the children. People lose their health in a dark house, and if they get ill, they cannot get well again in it.

My siblings and I have got the worst teeth in Britain.

When I'm sick, all I want to do is curl up in a ball and sleep for days!

A healthy smile has always been important to me.

Dialysis is horrible and left me so tired. I couldn't do it any more, it takes so much out of you. By the end I was tired of being tired. I could sleep 11, 12 or 13 hours a day and still be absolutely knackered.

My immune system just really struggled with the medicine after the appendix and I kept on getting ill. People said I was injured but I was never injured.

When I was in my 20s, I was always sick. I was always feeling exhausted.

Bad dental hygiene can lead to respiratory infections and an increased risk for heart disease and strokes.

There is something in sickness that breaks down the pride of manhood.

I feel ill," [Howl] announced. "I'm going to bed, where I may die.

Sickness disgusts us with death, and we wish to get well, which is a way of wishing to live. But weakness and suffering, with manifold bodily woes, soon discourage the invalid from trying to regain ground: he tires of those respites which are but snares, of that faltering strength, those ardors cut short, and that perpetual lying in wait for the next attack.

Hunger reduces one to an utterly spineless, brainless condition, more like the after-effects of influenza than anything else. It is as though all one's blood had been pumped out and lukewarm water substituted.

Incidentally, I only have one cavity, and as much as my dentist asks me to, I just can't bring myself to floss.