In the middle of a family emergency, and I’m too worried to concentrate on much. I hope everyone has a good/blessed day and happy new year.
Much love
Update + Medical TW under cut
They found a mass in my aunts lung, and the doctors are taking their sweet time to help her… bunch of quacks. Hopefully it’ll be ok but I still worry, and am staying on hiatus
just to let everyone know that it might be a while til asks get answered. the other two mods are both kinda busy and i don’t think they’ve been on this blog for a bit and i (sam) am struggling with some medical stuff and ed thoughts of my own so trying to put together coherent answers and advice (whilst also not triggering myself) is kinda hard. i’ll try to get through the asks soon, and i promise i care and i wish you all the best recovery, everyone of you deserves it!
Before starting testosterone I didn’t truly realize that medically transitioning was going to make me absolutely dread going to the doctor.
I’ve literally failed at finding a decent primary care provider. Getting an appointment with the same person consistently is impossible anyway; the past three appointments I’ve had were scheduled with the same person and then covered by three different someones I’d never even met before?? Why is that a thing??
That puts me in the position of possibly having to come out to someone I just met, who will probably be in the room for 10 whole minutes if I’m lucky, who will spend 6 of those minutes bitching about my weight instead of listening to the reason I actually came in, and who I’ll never see again afterwards.
I have literally given up at this point.
I blew off my last scheduled appointment four months ago and I have been off of medications that I’m supposed to be taking for life for weeks now. Not that I was being treated properly anyway. I just realized a few weeks ago that it’s been almost a fucking year since I had certain labs done that I should be having regularly.
On top of all this, I’ve been dealing with new symptoms of…something?…since last year now. I did make an appointment to discuss that at the time, and instead got lectured for not having had a pelvic exam in six years. Which is completely unrelated to the reason I was there at the time.
I’ve been lucky to not experience any serious transphobia so far. But I’m really at a loss now as to what to do.
There is only so long I’m going to be able to just not deal with this situation but thinking about going to the doctor now literally makes my stomach hurt.
Triggers still apply: death, doctors, end of life, hospitals, illness, medical stuff.
Nana passed away at 2:35AM this morning. My brain has processed this, but my emotions have not. I do not know what the plans are in regards to a funeral and whatnot, but that’s where I’m at. I am having thoughts and feelings, but they’re just… sort of distant. I don’t want to write them down right now. If I’m being honest, I don’t want to deal with them.
I’ll probably be quiet today. May or may not reblog memes on Roy just for quick stuff. We shall see. Thanks for being patient with me.
I don’t have a suitable icon for this. So, I’m just gonna type this up without an icon, put most of it under a cut since it has some heavy topics, and then I’m gonna lurk around. The topics will be tagged, but I’ll also list them before the cut just in case since I find that helps.
TLDR: My family and I are going through it, y’all. Activity is gonna be all over the place, and, quite frankly, I don’t know what it’s gonna look like. Everything’s been wicked stressful.
What this post will mention: death, doctors, end of life, hospitals, illness, medical stuff.
On Friday, I found out that my Nana (maternal grandmother) was in the hospital, specifically the ICU, with a list of medical issues. The major ones are her enlarged heart and kidney failure. Per my father, the following 48 hours were crucial to determining what would happen next. Either way, and my aunt later confirmed this, she would not recover from this, and the better option was that she would return home and enter hospice care.
On Saturday, my husband and I drove down to stay with my in-laws so we could visit her in the hospital. I got to see her then for over an hour. I didn’t see her on Sunday, but I got to see my grandfather and one of my aunts, who gave me more info about medications, what she’s been dealing with, and that, again, she wouldn’t recover from this. I saw her today for about 20-30 minutes before my husband and I went home. She did seem better today than Saturday, and my aunt confirmed that through text too.
A little over an hour ago, my mother called and gave me an update. She and my father were on the way to the hospital. One of her sisters (she has two) got an update from the hospital that my Nana will likely not make it through the night. Right now, I’m still processing that. It hasn’t quite hit yet. My brain just remembers seeing her this morning and that she was doing better. Or, I thoughtshe was doing better.
I don’t know what my schedule is gonna look like anymore. For now, I’m going to operate on status quo and keep my work schedule as it is. My in-laws are up to speed, and I’ll work from their place if I need to. Writing is… I’m not doing much of it right now. I won’t make any promises on activity. I know this can and probably will affect my writing, so I’m going to take it a day at a time. Thank you in advance for being patience with me.
In case you want my discord, I’m available there. I can’t promise quick responses, but this is where you can find me:
Lore Olympus brainrot over here.
Anyway, that’s all. I’ll reblog this on Roy, but that’s it. See ya around.
PLOT: Padparadscha is a kid dragon regressor, Rutile (their caregiver) decides to take them to the beach to look for shiny stuff!
TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mentions of a physical illness/disability, slight injury/crying and medical references
A/N: Both these characters are nonbinary please use they/them for both in the tags!
FOR:@puppypaws
“Rawr!”
Rutile didn’t move from the papers they were looking at.
It was a sunny day, warm, the perfect temperature but still the duo were in Rutile’s lab. Padparadscha was awake- they had been awake for a few hours now, probably the longest they had in a long time- but they were starting to get bored.
Seeing that they had failed to scare their caregiver, Padparadscha frowned and poked them in the arm. When they still didn’t look up from Padparadscha’s medical report, they frowned. “Rawr!”
Upon finally recognizing their partners voice, Rutile looked up.
Padparadsha grinned at the motion, glad to see their beloved caregiver paying attention to them. “Rarw! Rwar! Rwar!” They cried happily as Rutile sighed.
It probably wasn’t healthy for Padparadscha to have so much energy, Rutile sighed and was about to lecture them before noticing the way their little bounced up and down like they did while regressed.
“How’s my dragon today?” Rutile felt bad for focusing so much on the report and not their little that they instantly slipped into caregiver mode, holding their little dragons hand.
“Wanna play!” Padparadscha beamed, still bouncing happily.
“You know that isn’t good for you…” Rutile was about to lecture their little, but stopped when they saw the pout of their face.
“Wanna play!” Padparadscha repeated, tugging at Rutile’s lab coat.
“Well then, why don’t we?” With out a seconds hesitation, Rutile picked up their little, who began giggling at the motion.
“Higher, higher!” They laughed as Rutile spun around, causing Padparadscha to laugh hysterically.
After spinning until they were sure their little dragon was satisfied, Rutile placed them on the hard floor, still laughing.
“I know what you’d like!” Rutile lightly bopped their dragons nose. “How about we go looking doe shiny things?”
At the mention of ‘shiny things’ Padparadscha bounced with a squeal. “Can we?!” They demanded as Rutile pulled off their lab coat.
It was times like this that they needed reminding about how to relax, after all their studies could wait while Rutile was asleep, now they had a little dragon excitedly chanting behind them.
“Shiny things! Shiny things! Ooh, are we going to the beach?!” The lights shining in Padparadscha’s eyes were so bright that it caused Rutile to smile.
“Yes, we can go to the bea-”
“YAY!” Padparadscha’s screams could probably be heard across the island. “WE’RE GOING TO THE BEACH!”
Still smiling Rutile held out their hand, which was quickly snatched by their little dragon.
“Ready to go?”
Padparadscha’s screams were deafening.
*
“Look shiny rocks, shiny rocks!” Padparadscha was still screaming by the time they reached the shore. They had been running around with all the pent up energy from sleeping for so long, a sight that almost brought tears to Rutile’s eyes.
“Look at that!” They beamed at the sight of their little dragon, currently struggling to carry all the gems that they had collected across the shore.
“Can I have one?” Rutile asked.
“No!” Padparadscha proclaimed proudly as they dumped the precious rocks on the floor before sitting on them. “My treasure!” They beamed.
Normally Rutile would be furious as Padparadscha’s careless treatment but seeing their little smile was worth all the damaged gems on the beach.
“Oh, they’re yours now?” Rutile smirked, then laughed then Padparadscha picked up the biggest gem in the pile before sticking it in their mouth and lightly chewing it.
Had it been any other of the gems Rutile would have lost their temper, but because it was Padparadscha- their partner and little- they allowed their dragon to enjoy themselves.
“’Ine.” Padparadscha’s muffled voice was quiter than before, but still filled with excitement.
It was then that Rutile noticed a familiar looking red crystal shining on the beach, apparently Padparadscha had noticed it too, being the only one not in their admittedly excessive collection.
“SHINYYY!” Padparadscha yelled, jumping off their pile of rocks and making a beeline for the crystal.
Rutile followed them at a concerned pace. “Padparadscha!” They called. “Watch out or you’ll-”
“WAAAA!” Padparadscha‘s cries as they fell were loud, Rutile watching in slow motion as their dragon tripped over their own feet, landing on the sand.
“Padparadscha!” Rutile started running and only stopped at the side of their fallen little.
“R-Rutile…” Padparadscha lifted up their head, obviously trying to hold back tears.
“Hey kiddo.” Rutile smiled, “How are you feeli-”
Rutile didn’t even finish before Padparadscha burst into tears.
“It’s okay my little dragon.” Rutile reassured them, pulling them into their arms. “You’ll be okay, your guardian is here.”
That didn’t silence Padparadscha’s cried, but it did make them softer.
“You wanna see something cool?” Rutile reached for their uniform pocket, Padparadscha watching with wide eyes. “This is a ruby,” They said, holding the crystal up to the sun. “Do you know about rubies?”
Padparadscha shook their head, then reached out for the shiny red rock. “Shiny…”
Rutile laughed and placed a kiss on their little dragons head.
send me “ you’re here…?” for your muse to wake up in a hospital bed and find my muse holding their hand. send “ i’m here. “ for my muse to wake up and find yours.
so something i wish doctors understood is a lot of us aren’t sick because we’re overweight, we’re overweight because we’re sick.
it has many causes: medication making us gain weight, pain and mobility issues making it hard to exercise, lack of proper food intake makes the body hold on to fat more, low metabolism, depression and its side effects causing weight gain, and plenty more
doctors are so quick to blame weight, especially in women, that they ignore that it could be a symptom of the illness and not the cause
The fact that not only did dream make a song/music video about how not taking your meds is good and will make you happier (terrible message for anyone let alone a young fan base), but also forced an animation team that basically only had experience animating Minecraft to animate something completely different from their usual style in a few weeks with NO pay and there are still people who think he’s not a complete asshole is astounding to me
Lmao (according to the notes the animators have now been paid for their work but that should have been something that they didn’t have to fucking wait for)
That’s not to mention that apparently this video is based on a real life experience he had in which he dumped his ADHD pills down the drain, and I need to talk about that a little bit.
ADHD medications are strange in that what will work amazingly for one person may have bad side effects for the next. For example, I’m lucky enough that the first meds I tried worked well for me. My younger brother, however, had to go through several different types of medications in order to find the one that suits him. Some medications, if they don’t work, will change you negatively and make you feel “not yourself.” That in no way means that all ADHD meds will be the same for you, and it certainly doesn’t mean you should abandon all attempts at getting yourself the help that you need. Furthermore, it’s not bad to have to take medication to function, and the idea that someone who takes meds is somehow suppressing themselves or no longer has ADHD is baffling to say the least.
Also, stopping medication cold turkey can have serious consequences. Never stop taking your medications for an extended period of time abruptly without consulting your doctor.
I’m 21. I have rapidly tearing nerves causing respiratory problems that could eventually KILL ME. There is no guarantee of effective treatment. As my condition worsens, I’m also at increasing risk of deadly mistreatment by psychiatry or in emergency departments, due to being bedbound, cognitively impaired and potentially subject to laws that allow paramedics to force me into hospital against my will if/when I do asphyxiate. I ABSOLUTELY need all the resources I can get to find effective treatment, and avoid death and institutional brutality
i have a neurological condition featuring torn nerves that developed after an accident in late 2012. This recent post explains the recent alarming decline in my condition, past mistreatment by psychiatrists + assault by patient transport officers + indifference from police.
i really would like people to try to understand where I am at - having no access to effective treatment nor any guarantee that it can be found, and continual rapid decline re my physical, respiratory and cognitive issues. i am only 21, so continued decline will either result in an untimely death or unthinkably severe disabilities for the rest of my life. all of this is compounded by having limited resources and no government services in place apart from a $336/week payment.
any additional support that can be provided will help me greatly. I have to save up for medical care + need to pay up to about $1457 USD/week for home care, transport and accommodation bills; as explained previously I’m trying to increase the hours of home care i access to limit deterioration. I am also trying to save at least about 800 USD per day from now for the accident compensation case that could potentially result in adequate funding for disability & medical care for the rest of my life. (the exceptionally high cost is explained HERE). I have to raise the legal fees quickly, or delays could jeopardise the case.
The short term goal is to raise $2,625 by 10am 21st Aug ET (i.e. end of the day in Sydney) for medical treatment savings, disability care payments + legal fees.
the reason for this high amount is partly because of funds I wasn’t able to raise last week [x]. You can view a detailed outline of the payments here.
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This is a magical girl based on a wish to make people feel better and smile. They summon different magical pills: medicine, smoke bombs, ability boosters, and more. I designed this character as a representation of myself for the Magia Record zine Shared Destinies
TRIGGER WARNING: MEDICAL, ILLNESS (Ask to tag if this needs further tagging)
By the time this is up I should have already seen a doc about this haha.
I try to not air my dirty laundry with this comic but I’m not sure if this stuff is gonna affect my content creation. Basically, I have had digestive issues since a really bad stomach bug as a kid. I won’t go into detail because I don’t want to gross you out. But I’ve switched to gluten free, greatly reduced oil intake and increased the amount of veggies in my diet. However, as you can tell by this being the third or fourth comic about being exhausted and whatnot, it hasn’t fully gone away and still really impacts my life. Ram and I usually have to strategically plan going out because of this worsening problem. Right now, I have a slight idea of what might be going on, but based on the treatment I receive I’m not sure how available I’m gonna be.
I feel like really bad that delays keep popping up but…
Welcome back to Mangled Mondays, where every Monday we talk about another facet of maiming, mangling, mauling, and mistreating your main characters — and all of their friends.
Today we’ll be talking about Wound Care.For the rest of the Mangled Mondays series, [click here].
]Wound care is, in and of itself, an enormous topic. There are entire teams in hospitals dedicated to wound care and helping people heal.. To cover it in one chapter is a hopeless endeavor.
How to Clean a Cut
Cleaning a wound has two goals: getting out obvious pieces of dirt or other contaminants, and killing bacteria that are located in the wound. This is generally accomplished with irrigation (running sterile water or tap water through the wound) and application of an antiseptic. Antiseptics are materials, usually liquids, that are used to kill bacteria.
Antiseptics are actually pretty controversial in medicine, and it’s okay if your characters choose touse them, or choose notto use them. Neither answer is “right,” although if the wound has been exposed to something like mud or a dirty river, your characters will likely choose to use an antiseptic.
The argument in favor of using antiseptics is that they kill bacteria, which theoretically improves wound healing and is safer in the long run. Bacterial infections compete for nutrients with the damaged tissue and cause prolonged inflammation of the wound. This is especially true in characters whose immune systems are compromised or who may not have ideal circulation to the wounded area, such as diabetics or those with HIV.
The argument against antiseptics is that they may, on a cellular level, damage the tissue most in need of healing.
If your characters are going to use antiseptics on their wounds, they’ll likely use povidine-iodine (known in the biz by a popular brand name, Betadine) or hydrogen peroxide to clean their wounds. Alcohols aren’t recommended, becaeuse they tend to damage the cells of the tissue that’s trying to heal.
(It’s worth noting, by the way, that doctors are split over hydrogen peroxide for initial wound cleaning; the doctors who edited this book agreed that Betadine is better for ongoing wound care.)
However, whatever a character has always used is what they will reach for in their time of crisis.
Open or Closed?
When it comes to the decision to close a wound with sutures, time is an important factor.
A wound that remains open for 24 hours after the initial injury is actually better off staying open. It has a better chance of healing well on its own than it will if it’s closed after 24 hours, and many doctors have a hard 12-hour cutoff for wound closure. One guideline is that after 6–8 hours, wounds that aren’t on the face or scalp will be left open.
Missing Flesh or Bite Wound = Open Approach
The deeper the wound, the more likely an open approach will be used. That’s because closing a wound over missing tissue entraps bacteria and makes it likely that infection will develop where it cannot drain.
Bite wounds cannot be sutured for the same reason wounds that have removed chunks of flesh cannot be sutured: bacteria trapping can be fatal. Bites are especially prone to bacterial infection, because mouths are filthy, filthy places filled with bacteria. If your character chooses not to seek medical help for a cat or human bite, it’s particularly likely to get infected; a dog bite is less so.
Surgical Wounds = Drains
Surgical incisions into the chest or the abdomen typically have a plastic tube left in place to drain the wound in order to make sure that no fluid builds up in the cavity. Not only does this help prevent infection, it reduces the time it takes to heal and allows the staff to be certain that a wound is healing well on the inside.
If an incision and the underlying surgical wounds are healing well, the drain can usually be removed in 1–3 days.
This post is an excerpt from Blood on the Page Volume One: A Writer’s Compendium of Injuries. The book details thirty-one injuries with which to maim, mangle, and maul your characters, as well as nine indispensable articles of Wound Wisdom covering everything from burn stages to suture selection.
Print and digital editions are available on [Amazon], and digital editions are available [everywhere else].
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