#angry typing

[bunnybabyteef]

[mistyemily]

Energetic typing 

This is the sound I make when I’m angry at the pc

Anime: My Little Monster (japanese: Tonari no Kaibutsu kun)

[luckykdp7]

RAGE RANT: ABYSS MAGE CHALLENCE

https://genshin-impact.fandom.com/wiki/Princess%27_BoxOh Seriously!?! 3 Abyss Mages in 60 seconds!?!?! Unfair Difficulty SPIKE for me!!!!Defeating 3 Abyss Mages in 60 Seconds!?!? (2 Cryo Mages and 1 Hydro) Constantly Freezing you!!! Should have no margin for Error!!!I have enough problems taking down three Abyss Mages in time on that other battle challenge only my traveller is the only one who is lvl 60!I have Asperger Syndrome for crying out loud!! SLOW ON RESPONSE!!!😡🤬💀☠😡🤬☠☠MIHOYO NERF THIS CHALLENGE!!!!AlSO THOSE WHO TELL ME TO JUST "GIT GUD" ARE FRICKING ABLEISTS AND ELITIST WHO SHOULDN't DESERVE TO BE ON THIS REDDIT!!!💀😡💀😡💀😡😡😡🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬💀☠☠☠☠☠

[maurh-psuxh]

Νομίζω ο αέρας κουβαλάει τον θυμό απόψε.

[juniethebard]

god, just fuck this. fuckthisfuckthisfuckthisfuckthisfuckthisfuckthis

[a-little-bit-of-lots-of-stuff]

22 | 3 | 2020

"I hate getting angry" same Howl, SAME.

Why people have to make me feel like that!? I really really don't like it, it feels horrible and it's uncomfortable and exhausting.

[peanutbutterandhunny]

When you try to post cute animal crossing content but every post with pictures won't upload

[rs-znlehrerling]

I am so angry rn.

Crewmate and I transported a palliative patient dying of cancer yesterday. His liver was riddled with metastases and he had the ikterus to show for it. He also had myasthenia gravis so he could neither focus his eyes nor properly use his limbs. So far so sad, but he’d be going home to be with his family in his loving home to spend his last hours. And I’m pretty sure he didn’t make it through the night. When we arrived at the hospital, he had Kussmaul breathing, but he seemed to be feeling okay otherwise. He couldn’t speak anymore, but he could make affirmative noises. None of that is what’s making me so angry though, that’s life, that’s that.

What’s making me angry is that I had to ask for a proper handover no less than seven times, that we had to wait for half an hour. That none of the nurses seemed to know this man who’d been in hospital for two weeks, in the same room no less, and despite the fact a lot of the nurses had been on duty the days before. Or that the doctors didn’t even want to bother to write their stupid letter. Why bother, he’s dying. That was probably the one time my teacher training came in handy because boy, do they react to the teacher voice (tm). What’s making me angry is that each time we asked if we had to prepare suction, or if there was a signed DNAR, we were told no, but not to attempt cpr if he died in the back of the ambulance. Not how this works, not at all.

What is making me angry is that the way he was treated and ignored at the hospital. He was lying in his bed, his cups of drink just out of reach. He was thirsty but nobody thought to give him, this dying man, something to drink. He was sporting an oxygen mask, but the oxygen was turned to 0. He was unwashed, and from the look of himself, he’d been for days. His mouth was so dry, there were gnarly bark-like plaques on his tongue. His teeth had not been cleaned in at least a week. His mouth was nearly glued close with remnants of his own sputum. His eyes were equally nearly glued closed because nobody had tended to him in days. He was lying in his room, alone, and the one person who came in didn’t even speak to him while she tried to manipulate him.

Nobody deserves treatment like that, least of all a man fully aware he is dying. This was a hospital where there really is enough staff, and enough nurses and doctors were idling around. I have worked at hospitals, and I know overworked, these people weren’t, and they weren’t on a well-deserved break either. He just wasn’t seen as a priority, he was dying anyway, so why bother?

We did transport him even though we were thinking of refusing due to the lack of handover, but we were expecting him to die on the road. I spent the entire ride just watching his breathing, suction at the ready, aed ready because, as the doctors had not seen it fit to give us the papers - which were there and signed, we were later told - we would have to resuscitate as per our bosses’ orders and the law.

When we arrived at his loving home, we realised he’d have to go to the second floor of his house, and we’d not be able to do it without help. So we called for backup. I was on the back of that ambulance with him for nearly an hour, and he had episodes of extreme agitation. Wouldn’t you, if you were dying, your home and loved ones within reach but you can’t get to them?

So I did the nurses’ job on the back of that tiny non-emergency ambulance while my crewmate was liaising with our colleagues and the family. I washed him as best I could, I cleaned his mouth, I cleaned his eyes and face, I tried to make him as comfortable as possible, I talked to him, scratched him when he indicated he was itching, asked if he was comfortable or needed anything. He couldn’t speak, but it was obvious this meant a lot to him. It’s a simple thing, really. I treated him like a person, not a dying thing. That’s how it should be, that’s how you treat people, that’s why you do the job.

He didn’t thank me, he couldn’t, but he did manage to squeeze my hand. The family were met by a dying man who was clean and happy to be home. Both parties got to say goodbye in dignity while my crewmate and I wrote up the hospital and did three hours of overtime thanks to people thinking a dying man is not a person anymore.

Yes, I am angry.