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It seems that Ebola is all over the news lately, and it can be super scary. You don’t even know what it is, let alone how to get it and what it can do to you. That’s why we wanted to share what we know with you; that way, you can stay more informed and maybe a little less freaked out by the unknown.

What is Ebola? It’s an infectious disease that typically causes death. With it, people with the disease often have fevers and extreme internal bleeding.

How does Ebola spread? It can be transferred through contact with infected bodily fluids - blood, saliva, etc. - by a “filovirus” (the Ebola virus). It is not airborne. We do not know its host species yet.

What are the symptoms of Ebola? The symptoms include high fevers and bleeding, as we mentioned. However, they also include headaches, stomach pains, sore throats and lack of appetite.

How do you cure Ebola? Right now, there is no known cure. However, it is possible for victims to be treated and recover if they are offered intensive care.

However, the cases of Ebola in the United States are few and far between. If you are sure to keep clean by washing your hands and wiping counters down, you will typically be just fine. We recommend carrying around a personal container of hand sanitizer, if that helps you feel more at ease.

 

No thought Wei Wuxian in homo sweatshirt

Febuwhump #7: Used as an experiment

Context: Cadeverse, the morning after Cade tried to treat a panic attack with copious amounts of alcohol

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Cade blinked open bleary eyes, flinched away from the sun shining in through Donnie’s living room window, and shrank back into the couch, pulling the thin blanket over his head. “Ow.”

“I’d say good morning, but it doesn’t look like one for you,” Donnie said genially from the doorway. “How do you feel?”

A pained, profane grumble came from under the blanket.

“About what I expected. Be right back.”

Donnie rummaged around in his kitchen for a few moments and then returned. “Disentangle yourself, dude, I have breakfast.”

The blanket cringed. “Eurgh. That’s the absolute last thing I want right now.”

“That’s why today’s breakfast is water. You won’t feel any better until you rehydrate. Up and at ‘em, sport.”

Reluctantly, the blanket folded back. Cade sat up and put his head in his hands, pressing his thumbs into his temples. “Ow. Ow ow ow.”

Donnie proffered a filled glass. “Come on, drink up, whiny-ass.”

“No sympathy, huh?” Cade eyed the cloudy liquid doubtfully as he took it. “What’s in this?”

“Electrolytes. And no, no sympathy,” Donnie grinned. “You completely did this to yourself with your so-called science.”

Cade took a sip of the fortified water. “I should’ve remembered…I never got good grades in science.”

“Obviously, since you didn’t learn Rule #1: don’t use yourself as a test subject, dumbass.”

“Nobody else volunteered.” Cade stared at the glass for another moment, then raised bloodshot eyes to meet Donnie’s. “Thank you.”  

“For calling you a dumbass? Happy to do that anytime you need it, bud.”

A tired smile crossed Cade’s face. “Pretty much constantly. But I meant for the water.”

Donnie shrugged amiably. “Anytime.”

howtobeapersonwithfibro:

friendly reminder that being disabled is a full-time job. don’t let anyone make you feel bad for not working when you are physically incapable. you work harder than anyone else just to keep up with your day-to-day life.