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@hickorynut94
âAre you better yet?â
Me: *drinks hot drink*
Me: yum this is nice
Dysautonomia: HAVE A FUCKING HOT FLASH FOR 20 MINUTES YOUâRE WELCOME
Granny: No printer, just fax!
im a person who wants to do lots of things trapped inside a body that wants to SLEEP at all times
i really wish platonic relationships were more important. iâm tired of losing friendships because iâm less important than their significant other. i hate that iâm automatically not as close to my friends because iâm not the person theyâre dating/sleeping with. and i hate how whenever i complain about it the response is âyouâll find someone too someday!â like no I shouldnât have to âfind someoneâ to feel loved and important, maybe we should stop promoting investing all your time and effort and physical and emotional intimacy into one romantic/sexual partner idk
If you are scrolling through Tumblr trying to distract yourself from something you donât want to think about, or youâre looking for a sign. It is going to be okay. Just breathe. You are alive and you matter.Â
i reblog this everytime i see it because i always need it and figure others do toom
my attention span is so bad i cant watch something without being on my phone at the same time i always have to have 2 layers of activity when did this happen why is capitalism stealing my soul away the spectacle has me firmly in its grip
Psychology time!
This isnât having a short attention span (or well maybe thats part of it), but probably something called âOptimal Arousal.â(This is psychology, not anatomy, please keep your mind out of the gutter Xp)
Optimal Arousal goes like this: When effort is low, more stimulus is better. When effort is high, less stimulus is better.
Iâll elaborate. Whenever you do something easy (like maybe some homework as an example), unless something else is happening (like music or a show) you tend to get drawn away or doze off. In this homework scenario, the effort is low, so in order to keep at it and do well on working on it, you need a higher amount of stimulus, like a movie.
If something is hard, like for instance a test, you probably will try to avoid noise, going so far as to hush others so you can concentrate. The effort is high so you want less stimulus.
Keep this in mind. It can help you focus, and make life a lot easier. Dont feel bad for doing lots of different things while you are just chillin. Enjoy the knowledge!
This is also the reason that when people get lost or are trying to find an unfamiliar destination, they turn their car stereo down.
Whoa wait turning down the music so you can âsee betterâ is a real thing and not just something to poke fun at?
Abled people: *take away our healthcare so we canât access treatment to possibly improve our conditions*
Abled people: *take away our benefits and force us into work we arenât capable of and force us into poverty*
Abled people: *make buildings inaccessible*
Abled people: *take away our disabled parking spots and make it very difficult to get a blue badge/placard*
Abled people: *often donât provide us with a disabled/accessible toilet*
Abled people: *police our disabilities and call us fakes for not fitting their ableist view of a disabled person*
Abled people: *refuse to hire us or refuse to accommodate our disabilities in the workplace*
Abled people: "Why donât disabled people do more to contribute to society?"
In the goatâs mind:Â âhello furry sausages letâs be friends okayâ
In the puppiesâ minds: âjeSUS CHRIST WHAT THE HELLâ
2017
Flying a drone through fireworks
I really donât think anything exists man
Doctors shouldnât blame their patients for googling their conditions and symptoms. Doctors should blame themselves for providing care thatâs so inadequate that their patients feel the Internet is a better source of medical information than their doctors.Â
every healthy person who recommends yoga and vitamin supplements to a person with an incurable illness owes me 10$ pay up uglies
And if they recommend veganism, they have to give 50$.
$100 if they say âyou just have to have a positive attitudeâ
$200 if they say âgoing gluten free really works! You should just try that!â
$500 and I get to smack them if they suggest all the medications Iâm on are really the reason Iâm this sick
$1,000 and a beating with a baseball bat if they say that itâs because of a misconception of the disease and itâs your fault you have it
$5,000 if they suggest going to a therapist. Because thatâll cure it.
$10,000 if they suggest some sort of pseudoscience alternative medicine cure, and an extra $5,000 fine if they say some dumb shit like âOur minds control our bodies. You can think your way out of itâ or âYou just have bad energy kn your bodyâ
$50,000 if they say âIâm tired too!â or âI know how you feel, I sprained my ankle last week.â Plus an additional $10,000 if they say that caffeine/rest/etc fixed them up fine so itâs all I need too.
$100,000 if any of these things are said by doctors who are supposed to be knowledgeable. (Yes, this does happen.)
A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one
I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard.Â
 FEMALE HEART ATTACKSÂ
 I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have⊠you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one womanâs experience with a heart attack:Â
 "I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, âA-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up. A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when youâve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like youâve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldnât have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensationâthe only trouble was that I hadnât taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.Â
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR). This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. âAHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening â we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, havenât we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think Iâm having a heart attack! I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldnât be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else⊠but, on the other hand, if I donât, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment.Â
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics⊠I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didnât feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in. I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I donât remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like âHave you taken any medications?â) but I couldnât make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.Â
I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents. Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.Â
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual menâs symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didnât know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping theyâll feel better in the morning when they wake up⊠which doesnât happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that youâve not felt before. It is better to have a âfalse alarmâ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be! 2. Note that I said âCall the Paramedics.â And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at whatâs happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor â he doesnât know where you live and if itâs at night you wonât reach him anyway, and if itâs daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesnât carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later. 3. Donât assume it couldnât be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless itâs unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Letâs be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.â
Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life! I wish I knew who the author was. Iâm definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with âmy cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe youâll save one!â And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.
snopes.com says this oneâs true.
Save a lifeâReblog.
Female heart attacks are much different, and most people donât know it!
This is so much more helpful than the fucking lists that basically describe everything that happens during a really nasty panic attack and then tell you to go seek help as if you donât have an anxiety disorder that does this to you on a regular basis and can afford to go to the emergency room.
Auto-reblog.
Why is it our job as disabled people to educate our doctors on our conditions and tell the what medication, treatments and specialist referrals we need? Why do we have to research information before seeing a doctor if we want the right help? With the amount theyâre paid shouldnât they do their own damn research?
OMG THIS! WHAT OTHER PROFESSION WORKS LIKE THIS? If you donât know the answer, itâs your job to research it after I leave. And why do I have to come in and spring my information on you? Why canât I email you LIKE ANY OTHER PROFESSIONAL and say, I need to see you about this vitamin d research, AND THEN HAVE YOU RESEARCH IT AND BE PREPARED WHEN I WALK INTO MY APPOINTMENTS.
I donât understand how they get away with this. If it were any other professional, it would be unacceptable. If you went to a lawyer and they were like, welp, I donât know exactly about that but hereâs my bill. Come back when you have more information on what statutes I should look into, THAT LAWYER WOULD NOT HAVE A JOB!
the best part is we also have to pander to them.Â
donât use too many technical/medical terms - youâre a hypochondriac or you have munchausenâs, no legitimately ill/disabled person could possibly do extensive research. donât make them feel inferior or ignorant - if you get on their bad side, your entire health care could be compromised. donât get frustrated when they donât know something - thatâll make them feel ignorant, see previous.Â
we simultaneously have to be up to date on all the latest information re: conditions, symptoms, possible causes, etc, while letting our doctors feel like theyâre doing a Good Job.Â
Full offense, Doctors donât deserve the pay they get. They donât.
Omg this.
I spent all day doing sidequests instead of progressing the main story
I know youâre talking about a videogame but this is actually a really good metaphor for my life
Doctors often tell both women who do and donât have mental health conditions that their physical symptoms are caused by depression or anxiety. If you know in your gut that your physical symptoms arenât caused by a mental health condition (even if you do have one), donât let your doctor convince you to stop pursuing a diagnosis.Â