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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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if i look back, i am lost
YOU ARE THE REASON
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@illnessessuck
hi tumblr long time no see i need to complain spoonie flare from low pressure and weather changes, havent slept much in weeks from adrenaline rushes in the middle of the night, now writing my second paper and prepping for my second exam this week both due this afternoon, have to pack and get ready for a 5 hour car ride tonight, and woke up feeling normal people sick sending emetophobia into hyperdrive. why. just why. send spoons & better weather plz. *end rant*
Ever since he was a small child with a serious illness, Ted Meyer has mixed art and medical images as a way to understand his experiences. Through his art he highlights the emotional impact of pain and healing on everyday people—patients, families, and medical personnel.
When medical treatments improved his own situation as an adult, Ted began to work with other survivors of traumatic health issues. “Scarred for Life” is a multi-faceted project that includes printing on paper from the subject’s body, interviewing the participants about their experiences, and photographing the process.
— from the Scarred For Life Fact Sheet
You can view the rest of the pieces from this gallery here, at Ted Meyer’s website.
Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries, took the bus home, carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment and cooked myself dinner. You and I may have different definitions of a good day. This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill, worked 60 hours between my two jobs, only saw the sun on my cigarette breaks and slept like a rock. Flossed in the morning, locked my door, and remembered to buy eggs. My mother is proud of me. It is not the kind of pride she brags about at the golf course. She doesn’t combat topics like, ”My daughter got into Yale” with, ”Oh yeah, my daughter remembered to buy eggs” But she is proud. See, she remembers what came before this. The weeks where I forgot how to use my muscles, how I would stay as silent as a thick fog for weeks. She thought each phone call from an unknown number was the notice of my suicide. These were the bad days. My life was a gift that I wanted to return. My head was a house of leaking faucets and burnt-out lightbulbs. Depression, is a good lover. So attentive; has this innate way of making everything about you. And it is easy to forget that your bedroom is not the world, That the dark shadows your pain casts is not mood-lighting. It is easier to stay in this abusive relationship than fix the problems it has created. Today, I slept in until 10, cleaned every dish I own, fought with the bank, took care of paperwork. You and I might have different definitions of adulthood. I don’t work for salary, I didn’t graduate from college, but I don’t speak for others anymore, and I don’t regret anything I can’t genuinely apologize for. And my mother is proud of me. I burned down a house of depression, I painted over murals of greyscale, and it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live But today, I want to live. I didn’t salivate over sharp knives, or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge. I just cleaned my bathroom, did the laundry, called my brother. Told him, “it was a good day.
Kait Rokowski (A Good Day)
My Life with Chronic Illness: an Illustrated Story
HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF BEING SICK TO ME
After my latest round of doctors visits
Definitely have: Vasovagal syncope Waiting for results about: POTS cryoglobulinemia arthritis neuropathy Gotta love waiting.
Here i am, sitting on a hotel toilet hours from home, blow-drying the dressings on three skin biopsies that i got wet in the shower. I am now reevaluating my life.
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Four hour drive and an EMG tomorrow. No spoons for a week and insomnia tonight.
Reblog if you have a chronic illness. Whether it be mental, physical, treatable, degenerative, severe, incurable, visible, invisible, or anything else.
STROKE: Remember The 1st Three Letters… S.T..R …
My friend sent this to me and encouraged me to post it and spread the word. I agree. If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks. STROKE IDENTIFICATION: During a party, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine and just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes. (they offered to call ambulance) They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food - while she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening. Ingrid’s husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00pm , Ingrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the party . Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don’t die. They end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead. It only takes a minute to read this… STROKE IDENTIFICATION: A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke…totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough. RECOGNIZING A STROKE Remember the ‘3’ steps, STR . Read and Learn! Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke. Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions : S * Ask the individual to SMILE .. T * = TALK. Ask the person to SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently) (eg ‘It is sunny out today’). R * Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS . If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call the ambulance and describe the symptoms to the dispatcher. NOTE : Another ‘sign’ of a stroke is 1. Ask the person to ‘stick’ out their tongue. 2. If the tongue is ‘crooked’, if it goes to one side or the other that is also an indication of a stroke. A prominent cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved. And it could be your own
Chronic Illness Problems #146:
That simultaneous fear that nothing is wrong and you’re being dramatic, and also that everything is wrong and you’re going to suffer a lot for trying to ignore it.
Me right now
A haiku about medical professionals:
If you can’t fix me, Then say so and I’ll stay home, Resting with no pants.
a day resting is not a day wasted.
you shouldn’t feel bad about not going out or doing something more exciting just because you are awake.
just remember!
don’t sleep all day if you can help it! too much sleep can lead to an achey body!
try to stretch a little if you can!
try to engage your mind if you’re up to it.
eat something, and try to make it count.
but a day resting is not a day wasted.
can i just point out that when you suffer from an illness and people tell you that you’re being ‘strong’ what they really mean is ‘you haven’t complained about your illness so well done for not making everyone else feel awkward please continue so that we can not feel uncomfortable’
And people expect you to take it as the best compliment you’ve ever received…
