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allthecanadianpolitics · 7 months ago
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A disease often thought to only affect 18th century sailors is reemerging in Canada.
Earlier this week, doctors identified 27 cases of scurvy caused by prolonged and severe vitamin C deficiency in northern Saskatchewan. Experts say the confirmed diagnoses highlight a broader issue with poverty and food insecurity in rural and remote communities across the country.
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inkskinned · 7 months ago
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you want them to text back but that's anxious attachment isn't it. it's just that you can feel on the wind when you're not wanted anymore. when they've fallen out of love in any small part of their marrow. you have a hawk's eye for disharmony. you can tell when she has begun packing her things.
don't be annoying. you want to write: i have never experienced unconditional love as an explanation but isn't that pathetic. in adulthood all love is conditional and it should be. you've been to too much therapy. touch grass. how sappy can you be.
but they don't reach for your hand while they're driving. they forget to ask you how you're doing. the call times no longer read 12:34:19. they're 30 minutes and perfunctory before she says baby please, i'm tired. i need to go to sleep. where in her life do you fit. why is it that you never fit into anyone's life very long. oblong creature with so many needs, spilling up and out and over everything. it's a fucking shame the first time she said she loved you it was for your independence. and now look at you.
hollow pit in your stomach, body shaking. fuck, not again. you're not going to ruin another relationship like this, codependent and toxic, spiraling. and in the other half of your brain: if that's your wife, wouldn't she want to hear it? wouldn't it be fine? wouldn't she just comfort you and you can both move on and nobody dies?
but you're crowding her! read another instagram Positive Vibes Only type of post that talks about calming your heart and your brain and your body. try to sit in silence. the thing is that you do have a life outside of her, remember? go back to it.
great news, your parents fucked you up and now you have no idea how to deal with love. you just keep wanting to be chosen. to be real to someone, all the way through. real and kept. held closely. seen as precious to somebody. why even is that? didn't you always swear that people can and should complete themselves? why are you so constantly driven to beg for love, doglike and barking?
it's just the tiny things. it's just that you have to weigh every silence and sentence like bricks on an exposed belly. you have no idea how to shut it off. every alarm bell in your body saying: this isn't safe. start scrambling. she's already going.
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mysharona1987 · 1 year ago
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akindplace · 5 months ago
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hey if you’re chronically ill or if you don’t have a disability but you’re struggling with your health lately (be it mental or physical) please consider that the thing making you so tired is your illness, so if someone says you’re being lazy, just remember they do not live with your body and they don’t get to tell you how much rest or medical help you need. listen to your body and take some time to take care of yourself. resting is recovering, it’s not laziness. being sick is exhausting. it’s fatigue, it’s not laziness. and someone else saying that it is doesn’t change your reality, so please don’t second guess yourself because you’re feeling guilty for having to take time off to rest. you deserve to rest as much as you can and to feel a little better.
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sara-the-wizard · 10 months ago
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Disaster Twins
If Leo caught Donnies cold, Donnie would be in 'protect at all cost' mode.
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... I'm Leo.
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plasmodiumpyrexia · 6 months ago
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Catching Whumpee...:
Bandaging themselves, hisses of pain as they treat their wounds and hide evidence of their injury
Sneaking away from the crowd, looking pale and unwell
Sitting down when the rest of the team isn't looking
Struggling to catch their breath
Needing to slow down or stop "for just a moment"
Taking an uncharacteristic nap (either completely exhausted or something is Very Wrong)
"I'll catch up with you guys in a sec!"
Staring at an item that has significant (or traumatic) meaning to them
When they can't hold back their tears any longer
"Sorry- I didn't know you were there..."
"Get out!"
Looking lost
Gazing at their old scars and faded bruises
Taking medication for a problem the other character never knew they had
Showing a symptom they denied having
In much more pain than they originally let on
When they're having an off day and a small thing causes them to lash out/break down/panic
"(Please) Don't tell anyone about this."
Sleeping later than usual
Still awake (or not sleeping at all)
Grimaces and pain noises when they think no one can hear or see them, trying to get into a more comfortable position
When they're finally left alone and all the energy they put into acting normal/well vanishes
With that distant look in their eyes
Literally catching whumpee as they start to lose consciousness
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foldingfittedsheets · 9 days ago
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My body keeps announcing: NAPTIME! and then starts immediately shutting off higher brain function.
Without fail I close my eyes to give in to the nap and my body is like. Nevermind. No sleeping.
Body, please. Work with me. A little nap could fix me, did you think of that when you recalled the nap attack? Did you???
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bubba-whump-shrimp-co · 3 months ago
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thinking about a simple, repeated assessment by caretaker that tracks the rapid decline in whumpee's condition.
"can you tell me your name? do you know where you are? how many fingers am I holding up?"
the first time caretaker asks, they're met with an eyeroll. whumpee rattles off the answers the first few times with ease.
on the third or fourth, they falter; their answer coming after an ever-so-slight hesitation, sarcasm suddenly gone.
by the next, they're pale and blanking on answers, no longer able to hide the effort it takes them to put together a response
eventually, whumpee can hardly hold their gaze with caretaker, eyelids fluttering, only just barely able to remember their own name...
the last time caretaker asks, they aren't sure if whumpee is hearing them at all.
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nemfrog · 2 years ago
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Home health care. The real story book. 1927.
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sugarydeceit · 6 months ago
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ok.. I caved I didnt want to but ive been so broken by this year i did it.
i hate ever asking but im in a bind. i dont want donations or money if ur unable, we all have our struggles. but helping spread mutual aid for someone chronically ill and disabled would genuinely mean the world ;^; im struggling with a lot in my body, i have precancer so recovery can take longer than usual. (if needed i can show proof) and with the collapsed lung its been hell
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one-time-i-dreamt · 1 year ago
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My friends and I were all doctors in House M.D. and the only obvious symptom was that the patient had no face or head. Just like. A void.
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vintage-sweden · 7 months ago
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"Seth and Greta, reunited after Spanish flu", 1919, Sweden.
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whump-galaxy · 4 months ago
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“We’re going home?”
“We’re… yeah, we’re going home. Soon. Just get some sleep.”
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loreleiloon · 2 months ago
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"Come to me, darling," whumper says, unable to rise from their bed. Whumpee kneels down next the bed, eyes bleary. "Please--please don't die--" "Shhh, shhh, I just need rest." Whumper caresses whumpee's cheek before their hand falls limp. Whumpee catches the weak hand, pressing it to their tear-stained face, "I'll make you something, I can--I can get you soup--just tell me what to do. I can do it!" "Shh, lie down with me," Whumper smiles as their eyes close. Scrabbling under the covers, whumpee buries themselves against whumper's feverish body. Sobs wrack their shoulders as they feel whumper slip away into a broken sleep. "Tell me what to do," they whisper, "I don't know what to do..."
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