Bonsoir ! Petit appareil qui me fait du bien ! Cela évite souvent de prendre un medoc qui esquinte le reste du corps #tens #antidouleurs #crise
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Bonsoir ! Petit appareil qui me fait du bien ! Cela évite souvent de prendre un medoc qui esquinte le reste du corps #tens #antidouleurs #crise
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Prend-on plus d'antidouleurs quand on est en surpoids ?
On sait que les analgésiques forts (opioïdes) peuvent engendrer une dépendance, avec des risques considérables pour la santé. Deux études récentes suggèrent que leur consommation pourrait être associée au surpoids et à l'obésité. ►https://bit.ly/2XIUoiA
Comment soulager les douleurs articulaires chroniques ? (conférence)
Comment soulager les douleurs articulaires chroniques ? (conférence)
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Votre corps produit naturellement des antidouleurs : les endorphines. Et d’après une théorie des chercheurs en psychologie d’Oxford, plus vous avez de contacts sociaux, plus vous ressentez des émotions positives et plus ces endorphines s’accumulent sur les récepteurs à opioïdes de votre système nerveux. Les scientifiques ont donc voulu vérifier cette théorie en mesurant la réponse à la douleur de personnes ayant un cercle social plus ou moins étendu. Et leurs résultats sont bluffants : sur les 101 volontaires testés, ceux avec beaucoup d’amis ont bien moins ressenti la douleur que ceux à la sociabilité restreinte. Le lien de causalité est tellement évident qu’on peut deviner la taille du réseau amical de quelqu’un en mesurant sa résistance à la douleur. Mais pas la peine de marcher sur des braises devant vos amis pour leur prouver que vous tenez à eux. #WTFact
antidouleurs:
She’d stopped in her tracks, alright she had and it could have been taken as anything really. From how she’d been so quick to escape whatever the presence overwhelming her senses in the streets was to just suddenly stopping dead short like she needn’t no to run away from this. When had taken the easy road and turning into a coward been the only solution for her? It had her curling her lips in faint distaste, casting her eyes around to catch sight of whoever had made the discomfort so strong that she’d almost ran out of her shoes.
She did not run. She preyed and chased, she was not the one who had to run if anything whoever was threatening her safety had to be on their guards not her. So that she waited. Felt them getting closer, even though she had a feeling that they’d been close from the beginning. But she waited still, ignoring the few passer bys stare, the few ones that were in a hurry not even daring to bump into her when she’d actually look up anticipating even just a brush of their shoulders against hers.
She’d bite their throat and tear at the flesh if she had ot do it in front of everyone—figuratively of course. Although the thought had her lips curling around a small grin. But then it was a jolt, a shock that ran all the way down to her toes and had her letting out a choking noise, bent over her form to stop the feeling from getting too close. He was there. So was his voice, asking if she was in pain like he did not know he was the cause of this.
Her mother had told her once, that the ones that came from heavenly place, be it cursed ones or blessed ones tended to have this effect on them, the pure bloods, the ones that were born out from the curse and not from the bite. The scent and memories they carried often caused them to double over in pain if not for the overpowering feeling they had when they neared their senses. She had to control this.
"No, you just really stink." The words were spat and with it followed her spit, down on the ground she held her fists tight in her pockets and looked up to see what features he wore. The one who actually dared to make her look this weak among other humans, a race that was allowed none of the privileges they thought they had over her kinds because they read it in books and saw it on their big screens.
She was a splash of the strangest shade of burgundy in a crowd that was nothing but black and white. Naturally, he was drawn to her and there was something in the pit of his stomach that caused him to grin because he knew she felt the opposite. Like a magnet, he drew closer and closer, the attraction fuelled by curiosity resulting in steps that grew rapid. When she broke into a run, he itched to chase her, to watch her cower because it reminded him of what power his sheer presence still had. He doesn’t run, that would draw too much attention. Instead, he blends in with the flow of the crowd, carried down the stream that seemed to travel towards her either way. Fate, is what he called it. He’s not sure he’ll catch up to her by the time she turns the corner, but an angel’s luck often wins out.
Just as he had hoped for, he finds himself staring at her doubled over figure for quite some time. The question isn’t laced with concern, but only asked to make sure that he had his facts right. He knew what she was, what her kind did, but there were no feelings of hatred for her. She didn’t have a choice; something he knew far too well to hold any hostility against her kind. Yet he took cautious steps towards her, knowing that the closer the proximity the more pain he would cause. He didn’t mind. He didn’t mind driving a knife through a heart, and he surely wouldn’t mind to see the way her nostrils flared, body practically convulsing. He’s a physical reminder that there’s more above her, that he’s of an essence she’ll never be, that he’s not meant to be on this Earth. His existence came with a consequence, one she was feeling because He couldn’t smite his favourite creations like this. ( Favourite; a rather subjective word. )
“You’re not much better.” He’s only an inch away now, the heat of her body reflecting off his. There’s a crooked grin on his lips because he’s enjoying this too much. There’s power coursing through his veins, kept under a lock and key for too long. His fingers itched to aid in creation or destruction, and one was much easier than the other. They curl around her jaw as the malice is wiped from his factions, only to be replaced with nothing but genuine interest. He yearns for knowledge, thrives off it, and so he asks with greed in his tone, “How does it feel?”