I used to think hernias were just something older folks worried about. Then a friend of mine—healthy, active, barely in his 30s—told me about the sudden pain he felt after helping a neighbor move a couch.

Image source There used to be once a quiet village nestled deep in the woods of northern Europe, far from highways and some distance from assist — a vicinity called Hollowridge. The people there were kind,

I used to think hernias were just something older folks worried about. Then a friend of mine—healthy, active, barely in his 30s—told me about the sudden pain he felt after helping a neighbor move a couch.

I used to think hernias were just something older folks worried about. Then a friend of mine—healthy, active, barely in his 30s—told me about the sudden pain he felt after helping a neighbor move a couch.