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A lot of adulthood is shouting “AUGH MY LAUNDRY” hours after you put it in the washer/dryer and running to go fetch it
oh shit my laundry
reblog to save someone’s laundry
Hey it's totally okay if you personally don't want to use the world cripple because of how it's been used as a slur in the past but a lot of people with physical disabilities/debilitating mental illnesses are reclaiming it and should get to use it if they want to. Like how the LGBT community is reclaiming "queer". Don't let your oppressors define you!
The problem is with the word being used by people without physical disabilities. Just as there are words that belong to mentally ill people that physically disabled people should not throw around, the same can be said for the word ‘cripple.’ It’s very specifically for physically disabled people to reclaim.
(Reminder that it’s up to the person whether or not they identify as physically disabled and that some mental illnesses can be physical as well.)
invisible disabilities are not totally invisible. if you look close enough, I mean really look at us. you’ll see how we walk differently. how our faces contort in pain. how our jaws clench. how our shoulders are tense.how our hands tremble. how our breathing is laboured. how we struggle with the simplest of things. our disabilities are not really invisible. people are just too ignorant to notice our suffering and pain.
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1: take pics of dogs you see
2: send them to me
3: that's it
3: we are now friends
what you need to do if i have a convulsive seizure
I was just complaining to my friend that my oldest sister didn’t know what to do the last time I had a convulsive seizure, and I ended up injured because of it. And my friend said that actually, they don’t know what to do when they see someone have a convulsive seizure, either.
So I thought I’d explain it to you. I’m not a doctor, and I have no medical training and not everything here will apply to everyone who has convulsive seizures, these are just the things that apply to me, and when in doubt, call an ambulance.
Here’s what you do:
Look around. Am I lying in the middle of a busy street or on the railroad tracks, or somewhere else dangerous, like in the bathtub? If yes, drag me to somewhere where I am not in imminent danger of being hit by a truck or drowning.
Am I somewhere safe, but lying near dangerous things like fire or knives or broken glass or pans of boiling water or anything that can hurt me? Move the dangerous things away from me.
My body will be convulsing. That means my head and my arms and my legs are rapidly hitting the ground. Put something soft underneath my head. If there’s a cushion right there, perfect. If not, wad up your coat or shove your shopping bag under my head. If there’s nothing immediately to hand that would take you more than a few seconds to grab, stick your feet underneath my head, it’ll work.
Am I wearing anything around my neck, like a tight collar, or a necktie, or a choker? Loosen it, so my airway is clear.
Don’t restrict my movements - don’t try to hold my arms and legs down. You’ve already moved all the dangerous things away from me, and cushioned my head, so don’t hold me down, unless it is necessary to keep me from doing serious harm.
Don’t put anything in my mouth. A lot of people think you need to stick your fingers or a spoon or something into the person’s mouth to prevent them choking on their tongue. Don’t do this.
Try to make a note of the time the seizure first started. If the seizure lasts for longer than five minutes, call an ambulance.
When the convulsing/jerking has stopped, roll me onto my side. If you know what the recovery position is, put me in the recovery position, if you don’t, just roll me onto my side, and check my airway. If I’m not breathing, or I’m having trouble breathing, call an ambulance.
It seems to be instinctive to help someone get back to their feet as soon as the seizure is over. Don’t do this with me. After a seizure, I’m in something called a post-ictal state. It makes me very, very confused, and lying on the ground or sitting somewhere soft is the safest place for me. If you pull me to my feet while I’m still this confused, I will walk directly into traffic or put my hand on a hot stove because I won’t know where I am, or what’s happening, and often I won’t be able to see at all for a few minutes. Keep me somewhere safe until I’ve fully recovered.
If I have another seizure before I’ve fully recovered from the earlier one, call an ambulance.
If you think I might be hurt, or you’re confused or not sure about what to do, call an ambulance.
That’s all there is to it. Make sure I’m not in immediate physical danger; cushion my head (but don’t restrain it); when the jerking stops, roll me onto my side and check my airway; keep me somewhere safe until I’m fully recovered, and if the seizure lasts a long time, or I have a second one, or you aren’t sure what to do or you think I might be hurt, call an ambulance. That’s it. It’s not hard, and I promise you can do this.
when u crave mental chillness but u got mental illness
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I was never really sure of anything. I mean I thought I was sure for a while. But then you came along… and you put it all in perspective for me. I don’t need to be sure of anything. And this isn’t the cheesy quote where I say “but I’m sure of her” because truth be told I’m not. I’m not sure we will be together in years, months from now. No I’m not, I wish I could say I was. But the only thing I am sure of, is I will wake up and I will try my hardest to win your heart over every god damn day of my life until otherwise. And I am not sure what that otherwise could be… but until otherwise, your heart is mine & my heart is yours. And that is one thing I am sure of.
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No one “overcomes” their disability. We overcome inaccessibility and ableism.
me: I have a long busy day tomorrow so I need to get some sleep tonight
my chronic pain: :)
my insomnia: :)
my mental illnesses: :)
All I wanna do with my life is to travel and eat good food while laying on beautiful beaches with the love of my life.
Netflix and…rest my head on your thigh while you run your fingers through my hair continuously
i havent gotten used to constant pain, just uaed to expecting it.
im not okay with being in constant pain, just trying to cope with the hand ive dealt.
im still in pain, i just learned to not complain about it as much as i want to, because id be complaining forever.
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