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After a terrible flight, I had what I thought was a bad back cramp, he’s like, ‘Get on the ground. I know how to handle cramps. Don’t worry.’ He puts his knuckle on my ribs, and all of a sudden, whatever pain I had moved over to the other side of my body. So then he goes, ‘Let’s go to the hospital.’ It ends up being a blood clot. So Bob Saget saved my life. But he almost nearly killed me by sending it to the other side of my lung when he put his knuckle in it.