#wound mention

[iamnotcreativeijustplayitontv]

From '9-1-1' Season 8 Finale, Episode 18, "Seismic Shifts"

Hen: [to Chimney feeling Graham's abdomen] His stomach is hot. Chimney: He's been bleeding internally this whole time? Athena: Graham, why didn't you say anything? Graham: I knew I was dead, but Donnie needed help more than me. Athena: So you just sacrificed yourself? Graham: It was the right thing to do. [Athena and the 118 team looking around at each other, Graham, and the general scene while sad music plays] Chimney: Not today, Graham.

[eternalglitch]

I swear I have such bad luck this year. I got my first piercings recently (yes at 24. I was very scared of needles for a long time lol) and one of the earrings got under my skin due to swelling three weeks in.

Had to go basically get it re-pierced it was NOT fun.

[onaa-ohokthen]

Heyyy guess who's got another infected wound on my calf?

Stupidity on my end again, but I really hope someone in my dr's office can see me tomorrow when I'm downtown anyway and just remove the scab or give me topical antibiotics or both. I've now failed to remove the scab twice and the damn thing keeps not healing because of the infection which gets trapped.

(It occurs to me that the scab might become removable if I let it dry out first?)

I had the same issue lower on my ankle this fall, tiny wound got infected from ankle topical, but that time I did manage to remove the scab and just clean it twice a day and it healed on its own. Took like two full weeks and I nearly died from frustration but it happened.

[queerbastrd]

bitches be like 'my kinks are so awful!!' and its just piss. bro i want someone to stab me and fuck the wound

[mousegirlpodcast]

A poor prey runs away from their captor, dashing as fast as they can. They’ve gotten out of their bounds, and were even able to use the rope binding their legs to bandage up one of the worse wounds they got during captivity. The cage stays of course, they couldn’t get it off if they tried but they aren’t worried, and while the plug in them feels weird to run with they don’t feel worried that they couldn’t get it out… that is until they notice their predator chasing behind them. It’s an even match, both running as fast as they can and the prey is even winning! That is until the predator presses a button on her phone and…

Bzzz bzzz

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

The harsh vibrations of the remote controlled plug send the poor prey to its knees, the perfect height for the predator to come and pick them up by the scruff of the neck

“I guess I’ll need to break your legs after all~”

And all the prey can do is whimper and nod

[g4laxy-drag0n]

Ok I thought the giant shark thing was too far but this is actually the what-the-hell moment for the Dark Sea

[jupitermelichios]

god surgery sucks

i mean, i know it doesn't, it's amazing, it's (hopefully) the reason I don't have cancer anymore, and anaesthetic is basically magic as far as i'm concerned, and all the staff at the hospital were lovely

but oh my god it sucks

i have dressings on both the front and back of my leg (one from the main surgery, one from where they took skin for a graft) and a dressing actually stitched into one of the wounds to hold it in place, which means there's basically no position I can sit or lie in which doesn't put pressure on one of them, and because it's the nhs, the advice is 'don't take anything stronger than paracetamol'

i understand why they're wary about prescribing strong painkillers, but it really feels like there's a happy medium to be found between 'only paracetamol following surgery and skin grafts' and 'fentanyl epidemic'

(obviously I am ignoring the advice and taking the strongest painkillers you can get without a prescription, but even those really aren't touching it, how they think anyone would manage on just 2 paracemol is completely beyond me)

i'm so exhausted, but it hurts way too much to sleep right now, and my stupid monkey brain doesn't know the difference between expected and controlled surgery and attack by a sabretooth tiger and i'm all shakey and emotional even though i've been preparing for this for weeks

anyway i'm just whining, i'll be fine, this is definitely better than cancer, and the nhs is still the best thing this country ever did. I just needed to vent in a semi-anonymous form because oh my god surgery sucks

[doyouevermakeasound]

Febuwhump Prompt Day 5: “That’s gonna scar.” CW: escape, cursing, wound mention

The beam of a flashlight filtered through the trees, temporarily illuminating their surroundings.  The two of them held their breath as the beam crossed their hiding place.  

The beam turned away from them and trailed off into the woods.  

Whumpee leaned up against a tree and let out the breath that they had been holding in this entire time.  Freedom.  They were so close.  They were right there.

First they had to get back to caretaker’s car.

“Whumpee…” 

They swiveled their head from the direction whumper left in back towards caretaker.  “Yeah?”  

“Whumper got me.”

Whumpee felt their blood run cold, “You’re joking.”  They crawled over to caretaker and embraced them just a little too tightly.  “We’re gonna make it out.  We’ve come this far.” They felt caretaker nod.

Whumpee grabbed their hand and picked the direction towards the road away from where they last saw the flashlight wander into the woods.  

The two of them had to make it.  They just had to.

Caretaker kept up with them, up until the clearing where they stumbled and misstepped.  Whumpee barely caught them. 

They were so close. It took every bit of willpower within whumpee to not run forward to the car and leave caretaker behind. After everything they couldn’t do that to caretaker. 

Whumpee threw open the passenger door when they got close enough and shoved caretaker inside. They ran to the other side and turned the keys left in the ignition. 

The sound of the engine was almost enough to make them cry. 

As they peeled out onto the road whumpee looked over at caretaker who had lifted up their pants leg to take a look at a gnarly cut on their calf. 

“Fuck,” caretaker breathed. “That’s gonna scar.”

Whumpee looked back towards the road and glanced in the rear view mirror. “Yeah it is.”  

They couldn’t stop smiling though, that didn’t matter. They were free.

@febuwhump