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Will you be moving your art blog as well?
Yes! Message me and I’ll give you the link!
this blog is still inactive, I’m just cleaning out messages
This Blog is No Longer Active!
I’m still in the process of moving things, but I won’t be posting anything new here
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I’m still in the process of moving things, but I won’t be posting anything new here
If you want to follow me at my new blog, just dm me for the url! We don’t have to be mutuals or have talked before, just shoot me a message!
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I’m still in the process of moving things, but I won’t be posting anything new here
If you want to follow me at my new blog, just dm me for the url! We don’t have to be mutuals or have talked before, just shoot me a message!
This Blog is No Longer Active!
I’m still in the process of moving things, but I won’t be posting anything new here
If you want to follow me at my new blog, just dm me for the url! We don’t have to be mutuals or have talked before, just shoot me a message!
This Blog is No Longer Active!
I’m still in the process of moving things, but I won’t be posting anything new here
If you want to follow me at my new blog, just dm me for the url! We don’t have to be mutuals or have talked before, just shoot me a message!
I’m going to start shifting over onto a new blog, unconnected to this one. It’s been a good long run, but I think I need a fresh start.
Mutuals, message me for the new url! I do still want to see a lot of the same people!
actually we don’t even have to be mutuals!
if you want the url as i’m making this new blog, just message me!
I’m going to start shifting over onto a new blog, unconnected to this one. It’s been a good long run, but I think I need a fresh start.
Mutuals, message me for the new url! I do still want to see a lot of the same people!
actually we don’t even have to be mutuals!
if you want the url as i’m making this new blog, just message me!
I’m going to start shifting over onto a new blog, unconnected to this one. It’s been a good long run, but I think I need a fresh start.
Mutuals, message me for the new url! I do still want to see a lot of the same people!
actually we don’t even have to be mutuals!
if you want the url as i’m making this new blog, just message me!
I’m going to start shifting over onto a new blog, unconnected to this one. It’s been a good long run, but I think I need a fresh start.
Mutuals, message me for the new url! I do still want to see a lot of the same people!
actually we don’t even have to be mutuals!
if you want the url as i’m making this new blog, just message me!
I’m going to start shifting over onto a new blog, unconnected to this one. It’s been a good long run, but I think I need a fresh start.
Mutuals, message me for the new url! I do still want to see a lot of the same people!
actually we don’t even have to be mutuals!
if you want the url as i’m making this new blog, just message me!
sorry if i’m being a party pooper but because rabies is apparently the new joke on here ??? please remember that rabies has an almost 100% fatality rate after symptoms develop so if you’re bitten or scratched by an animal that you aren’t 100% sure is vaccinated then GO TO A DOCTOR. it’s not a joke. really.
You’re being kind when you say “almost 100% fatality”. What people need to hear is: if you get to develop rabies symptoms, you’re dead. If you get heavy treatment after developping symptoms, you still need a miracle. Like, a real miracle, you should enter some religion if you escape that.
ALSO, I don’t want people feeling confident about petting stray/wild animals because there’s a vaccine available, either. I’ll explain why from my own experience (I’m not a doctor).
I got bitten by a wild tamarin once, on the pulp of my index finger. It drew blood, there are many wild animals in the area (tamarins, possums, bats, foxes) and it isn’t that uncommon to hear about 1 or 2 rabies cases every now and again (a puppy we gave to a friend got it, for instance), so I went to an ambulatory immediately.
Because I was bitten in an ultrasensitive area, I needed fast treatment. But it was also a small area, so the usual thing they do - inject the vaccine in the place - wasn’t a choice. They told me they’d divide the shot in 5 small ones, and inject me all over my body, so the antidote would get to my entire system fast.
Please stop for a moment and think that the disease is so worrysome that they’d rather needle me all over than to give me one shot and wait until it spread through my system.
Then they said that, okay, but there was a catch first. I needed to take an antiallergic shot. “Why?” “Because the virus is devastating, and as the vaccine is made from it, but weakened (like almost every vaccine) it will still create a reaction, and it’s a strong one, and it’s veru common for people to have strong allergic reactions to it.” YOU HAVE TO TAKE AN ANTIALLERGIC SHOT IN ORDER TO TAKE THE VACCINE COZ THE VACCINE COULD POTENTIALLY MAKE YOU REALLY SICK
ALSO IT WASN’T JUST “A LITTLE ANTIALLERGIC SHOT”
IT WAS ONE OF THESE FUCKERS HERE.
It was OBVIOUSLY dripped in my body and not injected because HAHAHAHA. Truth be told I was an adult already and I’m tall so I have a lot of mass but STILL.
So after I had taken the antiallegic and was starting to feel drowsy (as a side effect of it) the doctor came with the 5 shots.
- One in each buttock
- One in each thigh
- One in my left arm
They all stung like a bitch and I usually don’t care about shots.
“Okay so can I go home now?”
“No, we have to keep you under observation for 2h so we’re SURE the vaccine won’t give you any reaction.”
BINCH I WAS GIVEN A BUTTLOAD OF MEDICINE BUT THERE WAS STILL A RISK.
I slept through the two hours and then was liberated to go home. My legs, butt, and left arm hurt all over, like I had been punched there, for a few days. I also had a fever (not feverish, a fever)
BUT DID YOU THINK IT WAS OVER?
WRONG!!!
I had to take four reinforcement shots in the next month, one a week, so I could be positively be considered immunized. Every time I took a shot, my arm would swell and hurt like it’d been hit, and when night came I’d have a fever. Because that’s how fucking strong the vaccine is, BECAUSE THAT’S HOW VICIOUS THE VIRUS IS.
So yeah. DO NOT PUT YOURSELF IN RISK, GODDAMNIT. Rabies is a rare condition all over, THANK GOD, and 1 confirmed case can be already considered a surge and a reason for mass campaigning, AND FOR A REASON.
If you like messing with stray/wild animals, don’t go picking them up and be extra careful. Or just, like, DON’T - call a vet or an authority that can handle them safely.
I must add that I live in a country with universal healthcare, so I didn’t pay a single penny for my treatment. Is this your reality? If not, ONE MORE REASON TO NOT FUCKING PLAY WITH THIS SHIT.
Rabies is 100% lethal. Period. If you are scratched or bitten by an animal you’re not positive is vaccinated, you need to find treatment NOW. And probably go through all that shit I’ve been through (also if you are immunosupressed? I DON’T KNOW WHAT’D HAPPEN)
Stay safe and don’t be stupid ffs
Guys, I know this isn’t art nor anything like that, but I’ve been hearing about this rabies thing and ???? Look I trust none of you would risk yourselves like this, but maybe you can educate someone through my experience and stuff.
Also rabies does not necessarily cause frothing-at-the-mouth aggression in animals. Docility is also a very common symptom so any wild animal that is ‘friendly’ or ‘likes to be pet’ is suspect. Literally any wild animal is a vector.
Finally, you don’t need to be bitten. All you need is to come into contact with an infected animal’s bodily fluids through a cut that maybe you didn’t notice when you were handling it when it drooled on you.
Never touch a wild animal.
Infection with the rabies virus progresses through three distinct stages.
Prodromal: Stage One. Marked by altered behavioral patterns. “Docility” and “likes to be pet” are very common in the prodromal stage. Usually lasts 1-3 days. An animal in this stage carries virus bodies in its saliva and is infectious.
Excitative: Stage Two. Also called “furious” rabies. This is what everyone thinks rabies is–hyperreacting to stimuli and biting everything. Excessive salivation occurs. Animals in this stage also exhibit hydrophobia or the fear of water; they cannot drink (swallowing causes painful spasms of the throat muscles), and will panic if shown water. Usually lasts 3-4 days before rapidly progressing into the next stage.
Paralytic: Stage Three. Also called “dumb” rabies. As the infection runs its course, the virus starts degrading the nervous system. Limbs begin to fail; animals in this stage will often limp or drag their haunches behind them. If the animal has survived all this way, death will usually come through respiratory arrest: Their diaphragm becomes paralyzed and they stop breathing.
And to add onto the above, saliva isn’t the only infectious fluid. Brain matter is, too. If, somehow, you find yourself in possession of a firearm and faced with a rabid animal, do not go for a head shot. If you do, you will aerosolize the brain matter and effectively create a cloud of infectious material. Breathe it in, and you’ll give yourself an infection.
When I worked in wildlife rehabilitation, I actually did see a rabid animal in person, and it remains one of the most terrifying experiences of my life, because I was literally looking death in the eyes.
A pair of well-intentioned women brought us a raccoon that they thought had been hit by a car. They had found it on the side of the road, dragging its hind legs. They managed–somehow–to get it into a cat carrier and brought it to us.
As they brought it in, I remember how eerily silent it was. Normal raccoons chatter almost constantly. They fidget. They bump around. They purr and mumble and make little grabby-hands at everything. Even when they’re in pain, and especially when they’re stressed. But this one wasn’t moving around inside the carrier, and it wasn’t making a sound.
The clinic director also noticed this, and he asked in a calm but urgent voice for the women to hand the carrier to him. He took it to the exam room and set it on the table while they filled out some forms in the next room. I took a step towards the carrier, to look at our new patient, and without turning around, he told me, “Go to the other side of the room, and stay there.”
He took a small penlight out of the drawer and shone it briefly into the carrier, then sighed. “Bear, if you want to come look at this, you can put on a mask,” he said. “It’s really pretty neat, but I know you’re not vaccinated and I don’t want to take any chances.”
And at that point, I knew exactly what we were dealing with, and I knew that this would be the closest I had ever been to certain death. So I grabbed a respirator from the table and put it on, and held my breath for good measure as I approached the table. The clinic director pointed where I should stand, well back from the carrier door. He shone the light inside again, and I saw two brilliant flashes of emerald green–the most vivid, unnatural eyeshine I had ever seen.
“I don’t know why it does it,” the director murmured, “but it turns their eyes green.”
“What does?” one of the women asked, with uncanny, unintentionally dramatic timing, as she poked her head around the corner.
“Rabies,” the director said. “The raccoon is rabid. Did it bite either of you, or even lick you?” They told us no, said they had even used leather garden gloves when they herded it into the carrier. He told them to throw away the gloves as soon as possible, and steam-clean the upholstery in their car. They asked how they should clean the cat carrier; they wanted it back and couldn’t be convinced otherwise, so he told them to soak it in just barely diluted bleach.
But before we could give them the carrier back, we had to remove the raccoon. The rabid raccoon.
The clinic director readied a syringe with tranquilizers and attached it to the end of a short pole. I don’t remember how it was rigged exactly–whether he had a way to push down the plunger or if the needle would inject with pressure–but all he would have to do was stick the animal to inject it. And so, after sending me and the women back to the other side of the room, he made his fist jab.
He missed the raccoon.
The sound that that animal made on being brushed by the pole can only be described as a roar. It was throaty and ragged and ungodly loud. It was not a sound that a raccoon should ever make. I’m convinced it was a sound that a raccoon physically could not make.
It thrashed inside the carrier, sending it tipping from side to side. Its claws clattered against the walls. It bellowed that throaty, rasping sound again. It was absolutely frenzied, and I was genuinely scared that it would break loose from inside those plastic walls.
Somehow, the clinic director kept his calm, and as the raccoon jolted around inside the cat carrier, he moved in with the syringe again, and this time, he hit it. He emptied the syringe into its body and withdrew the pole.
And then we waited.
We waited for those awful screams, that horrible thrashing, to die down. As we did, the director loaded up another syringe with even more tranquilizer, and as the raccoon dropped off into unconsciousness, he stuck it a second time with the heavier dose. Even then, it growled at him and flailed a paw against the wall.
More waiting, this time to make sure the animal was truly down for the count.
Then, while wearing welder’s gloves, the director opened the door of the carrier and removed the raccoon. She was limp, bedraggled, and utterly emaciated, but she was still alive. We bagged up the cat carrier and gave it to the women again, advising them that now was a good time to leave. They heeded our warning.
I asked if I could come closer to see, and the clinic director pointed where I could stand. I pushed the mask up against my face and tried to breathe as little as possible.
He and his co-director–who I think he was grooming to be his successor, but the clinic actually went under later that year–examined the raccoon together. Donning a pair of nitrile gloves, he reached down and pulled up a handful, a literal fistful, of the raccoon’s skin and released it. It stayed pulled up.
Severe dehydration causes a phenomenon called “skin tenting”. The skin loses its elasticity somewhat, and will be slow to return to its “normal” shape when manipulated. The clinic director estimated that it had been at least four or five days since the raccoon had had anything to eat or drink.
She was already on death’s doorstep, but her rabies infection had driven her exhausted body to scream and lunge and bite.
Because, the scariest thing about rabies (if you ask me) is the way that it alters the behavior of those it infects to increase chances of spreading.
The prodromal stage? Nocturnal animals become diurnal–allowing them to potentially infect most hosts than if they remained nocturnal.
The excitative stage? The infected animal bites at the slightest provocation. Swallowing causes painful spasms, so they drool, coating their bodies in infectious matter. A drink could wash away the virus-charged saliva from their mouth and bodies, so the virus drives them to panic at the sight of water.
(The paralytic stage? By that point, the animal has probably spread its infection to new hosts, so the virus has no need for it any longer.)
Rabies is deadly. Rabies is dangerous. In all of recorded history, one person survived an infection after she became symptomatic, and so far we haven’t been able to replicate that success. The Milwaukee Protocol hasn’t saved anyone else. Just one person. And even then, she still had to struggle to gain back control of her body after all that nerve damage.
Please, please, take rabies seriously.
This has been a warning from your old pal Bear.
I knew how bad it was, but I had never read anything like the raccoon story.
I am not exaggerating when I say that is literally terrifying.
Y'all please read this. That is absolutely hideous. That’s literally like something from a horror movie.
Do not fuck around with wildlife. Or weird strays.
In my 16 years of veterinary medicine I may have only seen one POSITIVE RABIES CASE (but I’m not in a shelter situation where I see many strays). Want to know what that was in ? A 9 week old PUPPY. It takes time for the virus to travel to the brain, and that tiny little puppy was bitten by a skunk in the head 3 weeks prior. Honestly I’m surprised it took 3 weeks since it was on his head but I’m sure it had to travel around the skull to the spine to get to the brain. Either way, a 6 week old poodle mix puppy, that was only about 3 pounds at death, was outside where a rabid skunk could bite him.
Anyone who knows about the rabies vaccine knows this puppy was still weeks away from his vaccine. We cannot give it until 12 weeks or it wouldn’t be effective. I’ve seen some rescues give it at 9 weeks but we boostered it at 12 weeks because we too have looked death in the eyes. It was an experience we use to convince owners they need to keep their pets vaccinated.
My coworker Lars and I were the only two technicians who were vaccinated and luckily he was the one who took the room. I stood on standby while Dr. D took the puppy’s carrier and asked the owners how many people came into contact with the puppy. It was in the carrier growling and drooling. They had been trying to get it to drink for a couple days now. And it was getting aggressive towards them. There were KIDS involved.
But the kicker? Two other vets besides my boss examined this puppy and not one before him thought to warn them of rabies. Their regular vet and an emergency vet in the weeks since it got bit by the skunk had examined him. So in total I think about 20 people had to go in for inoculations. Maybe more.
It was sad but necessary, euthanizing the puppy then removing the head for testing. Then waiting on the phone call. Our clinic was on the news. This was in 2017 and it was the first positive case in our county in 5 years. There was two more that year, and two in 2018. There have also been two so far this year. Positive rabies cases this year in the entire state: 13. I’m having trouble finding the data for the entire US, but I’m sure I can calculate it in time. There are 50 states of data to go through.
This isn’t something to sleep on. Make sure your pets are vaccinated. If they are too young or cannot receive the vaccine for any reason, then you keep that animal inside and away from any other animals. You don’t want to risk it. You don’t want to put anyone else at risk. If you wake up to bats in your room, go get vaccinated. Bats can bite you and infect you and YOU DON’T KNOW IT. Their bites are so small. Just don’t risk it, if you’ve slept in the same room as a bat, you could be infected.
Even though Ireland is rabies free, I’m gonna reblog for any American or Asian followers as I know that y'all got that shit in the wild.
Hey remember when there was like a rabies fandom and people legit wanted to get rabies or believed they had rabies already. Also fun reminder that rabies IS THE REAL LIFE ZOMBIE VIRUS. I am not exaggerating. It alters the behavior for the sole purpose of spreading. Humans are a lot stronger than we feel bc our brain doesn’t let us our full strength bc we’d break our bones and muscles would tear if we did. Humans have the capability to bite a finger off like a baby carrot but it doesn’t seem that way. If you have rabies, that setting in your brain is turned off. So now if a person gets infected, they can outrun you and overpower you no matter their exhaustion or any pain they might be feeling.
This Podcast Will Kill You did an episode on rabies if you’re interested in learning more. Rabies is scary shit. Make sure all your pets are vaccinated, and frankly I’d recommend getting vaccinated yourself if you can afford it. Esp. if you plan on being around wild animals.
I’m going to start shifting over onto a new blog, unconnected to this one. It’s been a good long run, but I think I need a fresh start.
Mutuals, message me for the new url! I do still want to see a lot of the same people!
actually we don’t even have to be mutuals!
if you want the url as i’m making this new blog, just message me!
I don’t trust Maroon 5
why
Well first of all there’s 7 band members, not 5. That’s not why I don’t trust them, I just think it’s weird.
Now getting to the point, do you know how many top 100 hits Maroon 5 has had? A lot. They’re even on billboards top 100 artists of all time (ALL TIME). And it’s understandable, because pretty much every song they put out is fucking awesome. Sugar, Don’t Wanna Know, Moves Like Jagger, Payphone, This Love, She Will Be Loved, Cold, Animals, Maps, Misery, Harder to Breathe, Never Gonna Leave This Bed… to name a FEW.
These shitheads have been popping out jams since I was a little kid. Well over a decade worth of killer music. Every other song I hear on the radio is Maroon 5. It’s always Maroon 5. And I fucking love it. I love all their songs. Everyone does, they’re awesome.
But here’s the thing. They’re never the top selling artists. On the top 100 list, they’re only in the 40s. They very rarely have a number 1 hit. They’re considered good, I suppose….. but not great. Not the best.
How many people have you heard say Maroon 5 is their favorite band? For me it’s zero. For many of you, it’s zero. If you’re thinking to yourself “what? No I love them, they’re my fave!” Are you sure? Are you really sure? They’re your absolute complete FAVORITE band ever??? I doubt it. You’re just saying that because the band is on your mind now. If I asked you your fave band any other time you’d come up with another answer. Everyone always does.
But they SHOULD be everyone favorites. Look at all of those songs. They’ve got so many top hits. Everyone loves their music. Everyone sings along and knows the songs. They should be my favorite band, I think I like more of their songs than of my actual favorite artist. But they are not my favorite. They are no ones favorite.
I think they made a deal with someone. Satan? God? A dude down an alleyway? Who knows. But I believe they made a deal to ensure everyone would love their music. And we do. It’s great music.
But the twist is that they’ll never truly be recognized as one of the best. Sure, their songs will play on the radio and everyone will sing along. They’ll have sold out concerts. Plenty of fans. But not enough. They’ll be just good. Never great. Never the best. Even if they should be our favorite, they never will be. They’ll never sell enough albums or have their songs reach as high on the billboards as they should. Everyone loves their music, per the agreement. But no one loves them.
I hope Adam Levine knows I’m on to him. I know what he did.
This is the same guilt you feel when you accidentally step on a paw and hear that high pitched yipe.
