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[jeremystherapeuticmassage]

Jeremy's Therapeutic Massage

Website: https://www.jeremystherapeuticmassage.com

Address: 1703 Turvey Bend NW, Edmonton, Alberta, T6R 2W7, Canada

Jeremy's Therapeutic Massage, led by Jeremy Baron, a graduate of Grant MacEwan University's massage therapy program and a member of the Massage Therapy Association of Alberta, specializes in therapeutic and deep tissue massage. The practice offers a variety of services, including treatments for athletes, pregnancy-related issues, chronic pain, muscle sprains and strains, and carpal tunnel syndrome. Operating from two locations in Edmonton, the clinic provides flexible booking options and a range of massage lengths, accommodating clients aged 6 to 98 from diverse backgrounds.

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[billygilhooleyphysio]

The Ultimate Guide to Remedial Massage for Office Workers Near Reservoir

In our increasingly digital world, many office workers find themselves spending long hours seated at desks, hunched over computers. This sedentary lifestyle often leads to a host of physical issues, commonly referred to as "desk job strain".

If you’re an office worker near Reservoir, you might be all too familiar with the discomforts that come with prolonged sitting. But there’s good news: remedial massage can be your secret weapon against these pains. Let’s explore how this therapeutic approach can transform your workday and overall well-being.

The Desk Job Strain Dilemma

Imagine this: you're halfway through your workday, and a dull ache begins to creep up your neck. By mid-afternoon, your shoulders feel like they’re carrying the weight of the world, and your lower back protests every time you shift in your chair. This scenario is all too common among office workers. Key contributors to desk job strain include:

- Prolonged Sitting: Sitting for extended periods can compress your spine and lead to muscle stiffness.

- Poor Posture: Slouching or leaning forward to view your screen can strain your neck and back muscles.

- Repetitive Motions: Typing and using a mouse repetitively can lead to strain injuries like carpal tunnel syndrome.

- Stress: Mental stress from work can manifest physically, exacerbating muscle tension and pain.

Remedial Massage: Your Desk Job Saviour

Remedial massage is not just any massage; it’s a targeted therapy designed to address specific musculoskeletal issues. Here’s how it can help combat desk job strain:

1. Eases Muscle Tension: By focusing on areas of tightness, remedial massage helps release knots and reduce muscle stiffness, particularly in the neck, shoulders, and back.

2. Improves Posture: Therapists work to correct postural imbalances by loosening tight muscles and strengthening weaker ones, leading to better overall posture.

3. Boosts Circulation: Enhanced blood flow from massage helps nourish muscles and joints, reducing fatigue and promoting faster recovery.

4. Reduces Stress: Massage therapy induces relaxation and lowers stress levels, providing mental clarity and emotional relief.

5. Prevents Repetitive Strain Injuries: By addressing specific problem areas, remedial massage can help prevent conditions like carpal tunnel syndrome and tendinitis.

Why Office Workers in Reservoir Need Remedial Massage

For those working in and around Reservoir, accessing high-quality remedial massage is both convenient and beneficial. We offer specialised remedial massage Reservoir services aimed at relieving the unique strains office workers face. Here’s why you should consider our massage services:

- Expertise and Experience: The therapists at Remedial Massage by Billy are skilled in identifying and treating the specific issues caused by prolonged desk work.

- Convenient Location: Located near Reservoir, it's easy to fit a session into your busy schedule without traveling far.

- Personalised Treatment Plans: Each session is tailored to your individual needs, ensuring you get the most effective treatment possible.

What to Expect from Your First Session

During your initial visit to Remedial Massage by Billy, you’ll undergo a thorough assessment to identify your pain points and understand your work habits. The therapist will then develop a customised treatment plan that may include deep tissue massage, trigger point therapy, and other techniques tailored to alleviate your specific discomforts.

Take the First Step Towards Relief

Desk job strain doesn’t have to be a permanent part of your life. With regular remedial massage, you can alleviate pain, improve your posture, and enhance your overall well-being. Ready to transform your workday comfort? Book your session today at Remedial Massage by Billy and start your journey towards a healthier, more comfortable lifestyle.

By integrating remedial massage into your routine, you can say goodbye to the aches and pains of desk job strain and hello to a more productive and pain-free work life. Don’t wait—experience the benefits of remedial massage today and feel the difference it can make.

Whether you’re dealing with persistent neck pain or just looking to improve your overall wellness, a high quality remedial massage near Reservoir is an excellent choice. Visit Remedial Massage by Billy and discover the transformative power of specialised massage therapy for office workers.

[thechiroguy]

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[brotherblaze]

lemon shark —kuroo tetsurō

—summary: When you admit to quitting your high school club, Kuroo pauses, takes the decision in, and recalibrates his stance. He doesn't understand quitting like that but it's okay, you'll figure it out together. He'll always have your back, just as you'll always have his.

—cw: none

—wc: 1,9k

AO3 version

He finds you where always does when you’re not home and there are no other pressing responsibilities: the arcade.

“You’re going to develop carpal tunnel like that,” Kuroo says, peering at the backglass of the pinball machine over your shoulder. Half of it is an incomprehensible mess of a ruined city skyline with a tall figure standing at the forefront, a gun in his hand. It’s very pointedly not the backglass of a pinball machine. Or maybe the nigh-incomprehensible art there and on the sides is a feature, not a bug. The score on the display board on the bottom of the backglass keeps ticking up. He can hear the pinball in the machine dashing up and down, bang against the obstacles littered on the map, and the flippers at the bottom.

“No, I’m only moving my fingers.” You don’t look at him, stare at the pinball in the machine, press the buttons on the sides to make the flippers jump. The pinball bangs against one and is sent catapulting back into the playfield.

Kuroo steps around you and stops next to the machine — he knows better than to lean against it. His hands are buried in his denim jacket pockets. The pinball isn’t overly difficult to follow but he still gets thrown for a loop every now and then when it ricochets off one of the bumpers underneath the glass in an unexpected direction.

It’s really no surprise you’re this good at pinball. With the amount of time you spend in this place, he’d expect you to be able to clean out the shelves of cheaply-made toys and weird little useless gadgets with ease. Regular arcades are fun, he’ll admit it, but this one, American in style with its ticket system some hail as a scam (and claw machines with butterfinger claws that are definitely a scam to boot), he doesn’t see the appeal in this specific arcade.

Somehow, you do.

The pinball in the machine drops. The lights on the machine blink rapidly.

“What are you doing here, anyway? Don’t you have practice today?” You pat down your pants’ pockets for the points card and swipe it through the machine.

Kuroo raises his brows. “It’s 7:30.”

“What? No, it’s not.” The argument is immediately on your tongue because it isn’t 7:30 PM. That’s impossible.

He pulls one hand from his jacket pocket, presses the power button on the side of his phone, and turns the screen to face you. 7:36 PM.

“Oh.”

Kuroo glances at his phone screen, then slides the device back into his pocket. “How long have you been here?”

You shrug. “Like… 11.” You look away from him, opt to stare at the painted side panel of the pinball machine. It depicts one long white hot lightning strike with a blue aura. Yeah, there’s absolutely no way this frame was originally for this specific pinball game.

When you look up, he’s narrowed his eyes at you, lips tilted into a frown. It’s that look he gives a particularly difficult English homework task. Analyzing. Solution-oriented. “So, what, you skipped swim practice?” Because he knows how long those run. He knows when and where and how and who. It’s embedded into and around his own club schedule.

“I quit, actually. Yesterday.”

You raise your gaze to meet his, hold it, wait for his reaction.

Kuroo’s face spasms, fleeting expressions cycling so goddamned clearly until he pulls himself together, and puts up a nonchalant facade. His brow twitches and his expression morphs just slightly, finally settling on neutral. It’s almost eerie. He pulls his gaze from you, lets it drop to the pinball machine side panel as if he’s processing or looking for the right words to continue, then looks up at you again.

“Why?”

It’s a measured response. His voice is carefully neutral.

You tilt your head to the side, look over his shoulder at the distance, then tilt it to the other side, stare at the claw machine behind him. Your mind races, thoughts colliding and avoiding collision by near-misses, traveling parallel to each other, splitting at intersections. Possible outcomes on top of outcomes race with them, anything and everything from a prolonged lecture on the importance of perseverance, to disappointed resignation, to quiet acceptance. All of them horrible in their own way.

You settle on a half-truth with a shrug of your shoulders. “Got boring.” You don’t want to see his expression morph into the outcome of his choosing and turn away from him, scan the room for one more victim to acquire enough tickets for the top-shelf prize at the prize counter. “Quit while you’re ahead, or whatever they say.” A victim appears; a lone Street Fighter copycat game tucked right by said prize counter.

Kuroo falls into step with you. “That’s for risky stuff.”

“Like?”

“I don’t know, the stock market.”

“What do you know about the stock market, Romeo?”

You dare a glance at him from the corner of your eye but his expression remains carefully blank. It would be infuriating with anyone else. But Kuroo knows how to read people, how to play to their strengths, what to say and what not to say. You think you can read him well enough; he’s keeping his composure neutral to probe your thoughts and/or feelings on the subject so he's able to give the most effective response. It's almost clinical. The thought leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

He positions himself next to you but he doesn’t take up the player 2 slot on the arcade game. You don’t comment on it and hit play.

Your character dashes, jumps, kicks.

The opponent A.I. dodges, jumps, dies.

The game screen flashes GAME OVER in large blocky letters. You swipe the points card, cross your fingers, and saunter up to the prize counter.

You have an abundance of points, it turns out. The woman behind the desk grabs a hook on a stick and with the help of a step stool, pulls a yellow shark plush down from the high shelf. You point to a small raccoon plushie keychain to drain the rest of your acquired points.

Kuroo stares at the bright yellow shark plushie. Its eyes are embroidered hearts filled in with glittering thread. Its felt teeth are bent. “That’s the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen,” he lies. “It’s a horrifying monstrosity; you could get a better one from IKEA.”

“As per usual you have no taste.” You turn the large plush in your hands and tap the pad of your finger against the glittering eye. No residual glitter catches to your skin. “Well, since you hate this, you wouldn’t happen to want the raccoon, either, huh?”

“Never said that.” He holds his hand out, palm up and you place the small gray and brown raccoon into his waiting hand. He lifts it to eye level, stares back at its large vacant acrylic eyes.

“C’mon,” you jerk your head towards the exit, “you can continue gazing into each other’s eyes soulfully on the way home.”

The summer evening air is slowly cooling as the sun sets. Its orange rays glint off the skyscraper windows.

Rush hour draws to a close and the crowds on the train ease up. You manage to snag two seats near the front of the train as an old couple disembarks.

Your newest companion is sandwiched between your neck and the window, its face pressed flat against the glass. You angle your body slightly so its first dorsal fin is pressed against your throat, your knees pressed against Kuroo’s.

Kuroo spends the ride scrolling through social media. Every now and then he swaps apps, texts someone. You catch Kenma’s picture at the top of the messages. Another time you catch sight of the picture for the volleyball team’s group chat.

It’s hard to lean your head back against the cool window, the best you can do with the shark propped behind your head is turn your face towards Kuroo. It gives you the perfect angle to stare at his profile. He’s slightly slouched, shoulders lax. His posture straightens ever so slightly, jaw tensing, brow creasing. His fingers fly across the screen to type out a response in the group chat with you, him, Yaku, and Kai.

You let your eyes wander his face, the curve of his nose and his lips to —

To the thin scar running along the slope of his cheekbone.

“What?” he asks then, looking up from his phone. He locks and pockets it. You tap on your cheek where his scar is. “Does it bother you?” he asks.

“Sometimes.” Because it does. Sometimes.

“As far as first meetings go, it’s probably on the more interesting end of the scale.”

“You’re the one who yanked me from behind.” Because he did.

“Would you have preferred death by way of a moving vehicle?”

You roll your eyes playfully and look away as you always do when he brings that up. Sure, it’s the logical conclusion to you literally trying to run into oncoming traffic way back then; but that doesn’t mean he needs to say it out loud. He doesn’t. It’s the logical conclusion.

“Yeah, well, what a story to tell your grandkids in 60 years.”

You peel yourselves from the seats once your stop arrives and you tuck the shark under your arm. Kuroo keeps to the road side on the sidewalk. The crowds grow even more scarce as your street comes into view.

You pass Kenma’s house; the blinds aren’t drawn and you can faintly see the glow of the TV from Kenma’s room. The lights in Kuroo’s house are on. Some houses on the street are completely dark, others completely alight. There’s a window cracked open somewhere, broadcasting a football match.

You pause in front of your gate, almost at the end of the street, and make no move to cross the threshold.

“I got half the family sicced on me because they’re not fans of me quitting, y’know? Word travels fast.” You stare at the lit living room window obscured by a cream-colored blind. “Somehow they’d gotten it into their heads that I was going to go to the Olympics and now they’re…”

“Pissed?”

“That’s putting it lightly. Pissed and everything else under the Sun.” You purse your lips. “Probably gonna hear how I wasted my Olympic potential for the rest of eternity. I think they’re delusional for thinking I could ever make it that far.”

There’s a lull in the conversation. Birds swoop down from the sky, land on the power lines draped above your heads.

“You wanna stay over tonight?” Kuroo asks, jerking his head in the direction of his house. “Dad’s making pancakes first thing in the morning.”

You shake your head with a small smile. “Thanks, but I might as well get lecture number three million about how I can ‘still save my Olympic career’ over with. Good night.”

“Night.”

Kuroo lingers by the gate as you step through and take the short cobblestone path up to the house. He watches you pause at the door before you slot your keys in and throw it open. Still, he stands there as the door closes and stares at your bedroom window. It doesn’t take long before there’s movement, the blinds being rolled down and the lights turning on.

Only then does he take off towards his own house, clutching the raccoon keychain in his pocket.

part 2

divider by @/kafekitsune

[napakmahal]

FIFTEEN DOLLARS? (W/ Hiro & Tadashi Hamada)

“Are you sure this is safe?” Hiro’s sassy voice questioned staring at the apartment building.

A few weeks ago, Aunt Cass had signed Hiro up for a teen connection class because she just wanted him to be around people his age. A fourteen year old in college didn’t make a whole lot of fourteen year old friends. A girl, Esmé, had invited everyone in the group to her quinceañera. After an entire week of deciding what to wear and what kind of gift to buy they were left with one question: What to do with Hiro’s hair.

Hiro’s hair was wild, thick, and untamable. Nothing could persuade it to lay flat. Even as a baby, Hiro was born with anentire head of hair that the doctors swore up and down would fall off within a few weeks and that they should enjoy it while it lasted . Dead wrong. Hiro’s hair only got bigger and more wild resulting in him having to get his first haircut before he’d even turned a full year old. And Aunt Cass refused to be embarrassed by having him show up to a fifteen year old girls birthday party just looking any ol’ way.

As a solution, Tadashi had heard through the grapevine (Wasabi) about a cosmetology student that did hair for cheap out of her apartment. All her socials were promoting her business and posting photo’s of her different clients with all types of lengths, textures, and colors. It seemed like she could do anything. Having someone else deal with Hiro Hamada’s kraken hair for only twenty bucks was a straight up steal.

The only conditions was Tadashi had to go with Hiro and stay the entire time. Aunt Cass was slightly skeptical about her nephew being in someone else’s house they they didn’t know personally.

“Yes it’s safe knucklehead, lot’s of people do stuff like this.” Tadashi explained. He’d be lying if going to someone else’s home to get his hair done wasn’t in some ways a culture shock. His hair was fine and never too complex to the point where sometimes he could trim away at his own bangs until he could get a haircut. But he’d never been to someone who could do hair like she did. Seemed fine.

But just as he’d said that, the doors to apartment 512 burst open and reveal a mother wrestling to hold her young daughter who’d just gotten small scalp braids in the shape of hearts. The little girls head was tender as the hair pulled at her scalp and the mother daughter duo left, with her still screaming her little face off.

Hiro’s jaw nearly dislocated from his face. “Dude!”

“W-well,” Tadashi stuttered. “Little people, low pain tolerance. Let’s go!”

No amount of jumpscares could inspire Tadashi to even touch Hiro’s hair. Once when he was younger, Tadashi noticed Hiro had a large knot carefully hidden in the back of his head. Trying to be a role model big brother, Tadashi sat him down in the bathroom with a wet brush and detangler. After nearly two hours, tender-headed Hiro was crying over his scalp and Tadashi was about to start crying over the carpal tunnel he developed trying to brush out the knot and the brush Hiro’s hair had snapped in half. Even after all of that, there was still some of the knot left Tadashi left Aunt Cass to take care of herself.

The closer the brothers got to the door they could hears shuffling and moving around. “Sorry, sorry! Just come on in!” A girl shouted from inside the apartment.

She was switching out all of the little bows for different color mini elastics, the butterfly clips for bobby pins, and a hair pick for a regular brush. The TV was on to different movie watching apps that the client got to choose from and a small tray of snacks for them to take from while she did her hair.

“Hi, um y/n?” Tadashi walked in after Hiro.

Breathlessly, the girl turned around to look her client and his big brother in the face. “Yeah, you’re Hiro and Tadashi right? Wasabi’s friends.”

“Yeah-oh” Gah Dayum.

She was pretty. Like ‘pretty girl rock’, ‘Hrs & Hrs’, ‘Golden Hour’ pretty. Tadashi was biting back a smile but it’s very hard to mask emotion filled eyes.

“Bro,” Hiro cleared his throat and elbowed his big brother in the ribcage.

“Huh? Oh, sorry. Yeah that’s us.”

She laughed at his mistake and it was over. Her teeth were beautiful and her laugh made the songs of whales sound like someone needed their tonsils taken out.

“Alright, Hiro you can sit down on the pillow there. Tadashi there’s a chair right next to the couch and you guys can take from the snack tray.” Hiro criss crossed onto the pillow she’d placed on the floor after helping himself to a small bag of shrimp chips and Tadashi simply took a chilled bottle of water.

“So what are we doing today?” She started by brushing Hiro’s hair.

The fourteen year old shrugged. “Umm, I’m not sure I just need to get it out of my face and look nice.”

“ Well can I just say, you have very beautiful hair. It’s so thick, I can do a lot with this.” She continuously ran her fingers through Hiro’s hair, all the way down to his scalp.

Now, Tadashi is a very emotionally mature person. Even as a child he was always reserved adn very logical. With that ideology he has come to understand that jealousy is a very ugly emtoion and if you are jealous that’s just a sign you need to communicate your feelings. But how to you communicate that you’re jealous because the girl you met a few seconds ago is touching your fourteen year old brothers hair and not yours?

“What do you think about, dutch braids?” She took her index fingers and ran them from the tops of his forehead, down to the back of his neck.

Tadashi nearly spat out his drink at the idea of Hiro having dutch braids. “Does he have enough hair for that?”

“Oh definitely, he has more than enough.”

Hiro, not knowing what dutch braids were just let them talk and they decided what to do with his hair. Honestly, he didn’t care but he knew that it would be embarrassing and rude to show up to Esmé’s quinceañera looking messy.

The three ended up watching Game of Thrones in classic nerdy fashion, but it was definitely shocking when Hiro had no reaction to Viserys taking off Dany’s dress or Ned chopping off the deserters head off.

“Have you seen this show before?” Y/n asked almost outraged that Hiro had no reaction to seeing Dany’s wedding to the Khal along with all the death, blood and fornication.

“Yeah,” He answered plainly. “But I didn’t read the books. He did.”

Tadashi had read all of the game of thrones books and was waiting for the author to finish the series. Season eight almost made him walk into moving traffic.

“I finished all the published ones and I wanted to watch the show for comparison but we share a room. Everything I watch he watches too even if he doesn’t want to see it.”

“Aww, you guys share a room that’s so cute.” Y/n gushed while applying hair gel to Hiro’s parted hair to make the style tight and clean.

“Ew no!”

“It’s not cute, he’s messy.” Tadashi kicked his brother in the leg.

Hiro stuck his tongue out, “You’re bossy.”

“Of course.” She rolled her eyes and continued to braid but not before looking Tadashi in the eyes for just a few seconds before his brown eyes drifted down to her lips. He didn’t mean for them to he just got a little…distracted.

Soon the conversations just started flowing as if you’d known them all your life.

“Wait, you used to be a bot fighter?” She practically screeched.

A little embarrassed, Hiro blushed and looked down into his lap. “Yeahhhh.”

“Oh my gosh, Hiro that’s not okay! That’s so dangerous!”

Tadashi pointed at the girl in victory. “See!”

“Okay in my defense I was bored, I wasn’t in school, and it was an easy way to make money.” He justified.

The two of you just laughed at the teenager as he started scrambling to defend himself like he was in court and the jury was laughing.

“Plus, you know what else was dangerous? When you’d come bursting into the rings to save me.”

Tadashi finished off his water before answering. “Yeah because I cared and didn’t want to turn on the news one day and find you dead or have you come back beaten up.”

“Okay, you guys didn’t seem to care that much when I payed the light bill on café or when I paid the car note!”

Y/s removed one hand from his hair to ball it up into a fist and place it in front of her lips, “Ooooh!”

Tadashi flattened his mouth before saying, “Next topic!”

After about an hour, Hiro’s hair was finished, the show playing in the background was long forgotten, and they were getting ready to leave. It was sad that it was coming to an end. They were so nice and natural. There were clients she’s had that came inf or services that took hours longer and they didn’t speak to her once. Talk about awkward.

Hiro ran to the car, carefully rubbing his finger along his middle part trying to itch it with compression instead of with his nail. Leaving Y/n and Tadashi along to discuss ‘payment’.

“So I’ll just pay and tip you through zelle?”

“Yeah that works fine.”

“Alright. Thank you so much. You did work I could never.” He breathed out.

Y/n smiled and laughed again for the millionth time that day, a sound Tadashi was getting more and more used to listening to that he was sad to think he may never hear it again.

She clapped her hands together, “You’re so welcome. You guys were so awesome and his hair turned out great. Just make sure to wrap it before the party and put more gel un the day of so it still looks fresh.”

“So I-I guess I’ll see you?”

Her eyes softened. “Yeah, I’ll see you too.”

Tadashi thought about opening his mouth. Should he ask? Would she be weird out? I mean they’d never met before since now. But wasn’t that the whole point of going out on dates? To achieve the process of dating?

“Hey would you ever-” He coaxed up the courage to start his question.

Y/n’s face pointed up at him, waiting for him to ask the question. Would he do it? Or was she being delusional and he was just a really friendly guy?

“Yes?” She encouraged.

Defeated at the feeling of knowing he couldn’t say it, he back peddeled. “Would you ever consider cutting my hair? Or do you not do that?”

“Oh um, I’m not the greatest at using my clippers so I could if you don’t care what your hair looks like.” Her voice dripped with disappointment.

In the midst of all the silence came a loud HONK . Tadashi stuck his head out from the door hinge and saw Hiro sitting in the drivers seat with the keys in the ignition of their rust blue truck. Honking the horn to get his brothers attention.

“Ahh, okay we’re gonna go now. But thanks again!”

“No problem, bye. Drive safe.” She smiled, and then shut the door.

Damn it. What if he’d just asked her? Worst thing that could happen is that she just didn’t go out with him. She didn’t go to SFIT so it’s not like she could tell anyone else at his school that he was a weirdo or something.

Tadashi walked back to the car with his tail between his legs and kicked Hiro out of the drivers seat.

“So,” Hiro asked picking at his nails. “Did you do it?”

“Did I do what?”

“Ask her out,” He said like it was obvious. “You clearly like her and she was way into you.”

“Oh my god shut up,” Tadashi rolled his eyes.

The two drove in silence most of the way back until they got back to the café where Tadashi had finally asked Hiro as he hopped out of the truck:

“You really think she was into me?”

Hiro scoffed, “Dude, duh.”

Tadashi stood their contemplating as Hiro got closer to the big glass door before asking again, “Are you sure?”

But instead of answering this time, his little brother just shook his freshly braided head. “You’re pathetic.”

Y/n wasn’t expecting to hear from Tadashi ever again after that. He was the guardian of a client who just happened to sit there, and she’d convinced herself that he was into her. That was on her. Hiro was her last client of the day so she was just left to think about him for the rest of the night. His scent was still lingering on her furniture, completely ruining her mood. Did she do something? Or was it just that he wasn’t into her? Maybe he had a girlfriend. He was cute, nice, and really funny without trying. It would make perfect sense for him to have a girlfriend.

Just before she was about to start doing her skincare routine her phone dinged. A notification from her cashapp showing Tadashi had paid her twenty dollars for the style and then a fifteen dollar tip- wait what? FIFTEEN! Holy shit. And just beofre she closed her phone, she scrolled down ever so slightly to see that there was a message attached to the payment.

I know this is a little forward, but I’d love to see you again. What do you think? Give me a call.

Of course she wasn’t being delusional…this time.

[not-poignant]

Hi Pia!

In response to your recent post, I have carpal tunnel and stretching actually does not help. I do try to rest my wrists and fingers a lot, but do you have any other tactics you’ve used that have worked for you? Not looking for anything to follow as proper medical advice, just curious for new ideas to try out!

Take this with a grain of salt (not a doctor, as we all know! Just someone who writes a lot and has chronic RSIs in both wrists) but the type of rest you do is really important.

For example, wrist splinting can be really helpful, but only in specific ways.

Soft splints are best during the day, but both hard and soft wrist splints can make the pain worse if you're someone who unconsciously compresses the nerve further by bending your wrist into the splint throughout the day. If you can train yourself to stop doing this, soft wrist splints during the day - esp during rest periods - can help a lot.

Hard splints overnight can be amazing, but only if you don't contort your wrists while you sleep. This one is tough. I am a chronic wrist bender at night, and have literally woken up with my hands completely numb because of it. So hard splints are out of the question for me. It's been suggested to me to wear them for the first hour of lying down because I don't fall asleep straight away, to give my wrist a solid chunk of time of pure rest and then take it off before sleeping. 30 minutes of hard splinting where you can stop yourself from bending into the hard part is better than 30 minutes without it. Ditto a soft splint.

Carpal tunnel can be brutal, don't rule out seeing a physiotherapist or physical therapist who specialises in hand issues, or an occupational therapist who does the same. And my grandma had surgery for her carpal tunnel (twice!) and doesn't regret it. I also believe cortisone injections can be helpful, but come with the downside that they're more likely to increase pain in the long-term due to how steroids act on tissues overall. So cortisone should be used cautiously imho. (As in, it's not a long-term solution. It doesn't cure anything. And it can actually make some things worse).

I personally found hot and cold soaks pretty helpful. I have some arthritis in my hands so this is part of it. Ymmv on this one. Cold soaks reduce inflammation, hot soaks increase blood flow. Both can help with nerve impingement and joint pain. There will be guidelines online as to the best way / how long to do these.

Keeping a log of the pain specifically in your wrist / thumb, or the discomfort or numbness. Rating it on a level, and writing down everything you did in the hours leading up to bad flares. For me, learning that cross-stitch was actually the worst thing I did for my ulnar nerve entrapment was the thing that has helped most in knowing what I need to stop doing immediately when symptoms flare. I thought it was my writing, and I was wrong. My writing set up is actually pretty comfortable for my hands (see below), but once the cross-stitch caused a flare, writing perpetuated it and I'd mistakenly think the writing was the problem because I do that every day. You might be surprised which things can cause your worst flares. (Or not!)

Rest is rest. This one is hard. When it's our hands, we use them for literally everything. Often when we 'rest our wrists' it means stopping doing the things we know are direct triggers, but nothing else. But it actually means near complete rest from cooking, preparing food, petting our animal companions, holding our phone or tablet in bed or at a table, etc. This is where soft splints come in handy, they show us just how much we're using our wrists by how inconvenient they are to wear re: daily operation. As a teaching device we see quickly 'oh shit I twist my wrist badly for brushing my hair, oh shit I contort it for petting my dog behind the ears, oh shit, I've been stirring this pot at a weird angle for 10 minutes.'

Imho I don't wear splints for showering / bathroom / food. But will put it on during complete rest (which I reserve for pain + numbness flares). I will give myself about 2 days of that, and I try to treat it as seriously as a virus or flu because I don't want surgery! And obviously surgery for nerve and hand issues runs in the family.

Look into the ergonomics of the things that cause you flares. Often carpal tunnel can be exacerbated by how you hold your shoulders and elbows when you're doing the the things that cause flares. Look at whether the size of your mouse is too big for your hand (most are), look into how your wrists rest when you type on a keyboard, all of these things when adjusted for can make a big positive cumulative difference.

Getting a small Roccat Kone mouse, while expensive comparatively, stopped some of the issues in my right thumb. Because finally I had a mouse that fit my hand. (Most computer mice are designed for AMAB hands, as a result most AFAB people who use them basically long-term hurting their hands without realising - the heel of your palm should be able to rest on the mouse pad, your index and middle fingers should comfortably always be able to reach the left and right clickers without ever stretching and the thumb should rest naturally in the thumb rest if there is one. Most mice don't let the heel of the hand rest on the mouse pad without stretching for most AFAB people).

If you're using a laptop keyboard, stop as soon as you can and find a keyboard (ideally mechanical switch) that isn't high impact on your fingertips and use that. There are a lot of good, cheap bluetooth options these days. I cannot stress enough how bad laptop keyboards are for fingers and nerve issues in the hands. I type millions of words on my keyboard, I have callouses on all of my fingertips because of it. Trust me when I say you want something that will encourage your fingertips not to slam into the baseboard.

Don't get me started on if you do most of your writing on your phone. x.x The cramped positions we have to put our fingers in to both hold our phone and type is - to say the least - something younger folks get away with and older folks pay for. It's not healthy for our hands. Or wrists. Or elbows. Or shoulders. There's very few ways to make this healthy. Phones are just literally not designed to have a comfortable typing process re: cramping fingers and palms and wrists. They're designed for convenience, not carpal tunnel.

Be extremely wary of nerve flossing exercises that aren't designed for your specific issues. A lot of the Tiktok type ones are 'stretching in disguise' and can make pain worse. There's often no harm in trying them, but if the pain doesn't go away after a few days and/or gets worse, stop. I personally cultivated a curiosity atttiude. 'I'll try that for a few days and see.'

As always, professionals know more about this stuff! But make sure you're seeing hand specialists, otherwise you're likely to get more outdated information.

[saltminerising]

(/post/735941422906277888/) Anon from the original post here, I think you missed my point so I'll elaborate. I have a full time job and real life obligations that do not allow me to sit at my computer for hours at a time, on days when I have a lot of free time, my hyperfixation will max out at 3 hours, but that's a big if on whether I have that time or not. That happens maybe once a month? I don't have carpal tunnel, I have arthritis as a result of an autoimmune condition, the amount of Coli I do doesn't make my condition worse, but it does cause me pain. Any amount of Coli for longer than 15 minutes causes me pain. That's not an "unhealthy relationship with the game," that's me being disabled and wanting to play the game at all on days when I can. I want to make accommodations for myself because I KNOW my limits but I still want to have fun!

Yes, I agree that it's not great when people end up getting wrist problems or exacerbating symptoms of a pre-existing condition, but it's not my place to judge or assume anything. Instead of telling disabled people to "get a grip" (I would love it if I could tell my fucked up bones to get a grip and be instantly healed of all my physical issues), I'd say offer better solutions that's not "don't play the way that makes you happy" because there are actual options and QOL improvements that can be made. I'm not asking for mountains to be moved here, I'm not even asking staff to change anything, I'm asking that disabled people not be under the threat of having their accounts locked for making accommodations for themselves and now I'm also asking the rest of the playerbase to stop telling us to just get over it because we're the minority. Even if you are disabled, your experience is not a monolith, let other disabled people take care of themselves how they feel is best.

Sorry for the long post, I hope this made sense. Sending love to all my fellow disabled players, manifesting RNG luck and sending love, remember to drink water and do some stretches, hand-related or otherwise! ❤️

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[slaingelo]

@indigoartistqueen i will not STAND for these allegations XD

but seriously, I'll put a detailed explanation below on how I draw so fast because it is a genuine thing that can be explained... like, I mean, beyond the autism and monster drinks

FIRST OF ALL I DON'T RECOMMEND DRAWING AT THE SAME PACE AS I DO AT LEAST NOT WITHOUT TAKING MORE BREAKS. do as I preach not as I do I am constantly straining myself and I tend to draw through the pain anyways because I love art and drawing so much and I'm probably going to get carpal tunnel before my brother despite drawing being his full time job. <- if you were ever curious on what got me into art, that would be it lol, I'm from a family of artists. that same brother is also the one who bought me the four swords manga when I was a wee lass along with the other akira himekawa manga that were out at the time. he's so epic.

ANYWAYS;

simplify your art style.

the art style i mostly use on this blog isn't my full effort or most detailed one, by any means. here's my detailed style vs the one i tend to use vvv

there's a lot more detail in the hair, and especially in the clothes. it's also actually rendered, while most of the other art I post isn't. on top of that if I do any shading for my simple style, it's always cell shading.

if you have a detailed style and you want to stick with it, you're not going to be putting out finished pieces every hour.

quick touchups for extra prettiness

so you got the lineart and flat colours of your simplified art. but you want more oomph

I went over my process before of how I colour lines and go about shading, and stuff like this is important in the sense of; YOU WANT TO FIND QUICK AND SIMPLE WAYS TO MAKE YOUR ART LOOK NICE. here's another effect I do often;

THIS ^ can add to soften the colours a lot. I usually do all my flat colours on the same layer in my simple style EXCEPT for the hair and eyes. this is why I do the hair separate!

of course I cut both the lineart/shading and the hair thingie out of the comic because it would take me a while lol.

HAVE FUN

if there's something you don't like drawing find out why and change it. otherwise you're going to get burnt out or take a lot longer to draw than you'd like because you're struggling with that one thing. or both.

it's the reason my lineart is thick. I dislike doing thin lineart, so it takes me a very long time to do it. solution is to simply do thick lineart.

PEN DOODLE !!!!!!!

the way I found my simple style to begin with was through pen doodling. by not being able to erase your mistakes, and continuously drawing like that anyways, your sketching process will be sped up significantly. it will help you cut out steps that aren't necessary and let you find new ways to styalise things quickly and simply.

here's actually a pen doodle I did of force gem!shadow a few days ago with no pencil sketch in I think about 10 minutes if not less. I think that out of all of these pieces of advice, this is the BIGGEST one to help you learn how to draw fast.

being able to do this translates to very fast sketches that you don't need to touch up much to do lineart over. here's my sketches for the art I had at the start of this, for big example

generally though I do a sketch like this one here for the pose in a similar way to how I pen doodle with minimum erasing, and then a second one over top of it to adjust the pose and add clothes/hair/ect

I HOPE THIS IS INTERESTING AND HELPFUL MAYBE ?! THANKS FOR READING AND THE SUPPORT

[artsy-hobbitses]

I keep thinking about the in universe ttb process of getting one's armor designed for the first time. I bet there are plenty of moments where the armor makers have to go "That design's way too complicated", "That design's physically impossible", and "I will filigree this if you agree to pay for my carpal tunnel surgery", kinda like an artist and a commissioner

IT'S. A PROCESS FOR SURE.

Thankfully they're not straight away dealing with the armor makers---they first need to have their designs approve for functionality by Wheeljack, who's worked with cybernetics (specifically for prosthetics) and helped create the prototype armor alongside Shockwave. Wheeljack is a very BUT WHAT IF WE DO THIS WOULDNT IT BE COOL type a' guy, but he DOES work within what's possible given their tech dev and budget so he's able to push the boundaries/offer solutions, but also be honest with them if it's currently not doable (currently!)

Once that passes, they can take Wheeljack's schematics to the armor makers (Swerve and HotRod) and finally to the artists (Mirage, Bumblebee) for final touches.

Mirage definitely had a "You're going to pay for my carpal tunnel surgery" moment when HotRod was like "FLAMES MADE CELTIC KNOTS PLSSSSSSSS" (w/three rows of begging hands emoji).

[news-of-the-day]

Hello, long time no see. Unfortunately the past few months have been very difficult for my hand. Whenever it seems to be improving, it suddenly worsens to the point of being unusable. I've done a myriad of tests with a neurologist, and we're still seeking a diagnosis and solution (since it seems I don't actually have carpal tunnel).

I'm currently on an upward trend, so I'll try to start updating for a bit until my hand can't type again.

A quick summary for today: The prosecutor for the International Criminal Court is seeking arrest warrants for Israeli PM Netanyahu and Hamas leader Sinwar, Iranian President Raisi's helicopter went down yesterday and today the crash site was found with no survivors, and a court ruled that former South African President Zuma cannot run for parliament due to his previous jail sentence for corruption.

Thank you again for your continued patience with me.

[crazylittlejester]

OH btw i took your advice and looked into like “playing the switch with carpal tunnel” and found threads saying how the setup of it is terrible for carpal tunnel so i went and got a controller :3 its got different color settings. hw is back on the table

OOOOOH PRETTY COLORS!!

Yeah havin a controller like that seriously helps me too, it’s not a perfect solution but it’s SIGNIFICANTLY better and much better for me to use :)

[ameopteryx]

hiya! little update on me, bc I’m still new to this whole blogging thing.

carpal tunnel (presumably) has been kicking my ass for almost a year and drawing has been extremely difficult-both mentally and physically. I am absolutely yearning for the day that I can create art again, comfortably, and it couldn’t come soon enough. I hope to be figuring out some solutions next month but until then I’ll continue to take it easy.

also wanted to say thank you for all the love with my most recent piece 🤍 I’ve gotten very attached to supernatural again for the first time in about 7 years, and finally finding myself in the community has been a pleasure.

[athetos]

Out of all the layer 3 puzzles in animal well, I find the “floor is lava” one to be the worst, honestly probably the worst puzzle in the game, because it’s the only one that expects precise platforming. It just feels weird, and for a while everyone thought we had just found a strange workaround - that the actual solution was much more in line with the rest of the game - but no, Billy basso revealed that is the intended solution.

I personally didn’t struggle with it much, it took me 10 minutes, whereas some people claimed to take hours, which I guess if you primarily play non-platforming games I can see that. However I do have carpal tunnel so it wasn’t overly pleasant having to mash buttons. But it’s worth it to get the reward 😤

[orbmanson7]

Btw, in case anyone cares - I haven't been able to draw, write, animate, or even work on puppets for the past two weeks...

I pulled something in my wrist when I moved in a hurry about two weeks ago, thought it was just sore but it wouldn't heal after a day or two, so I used a brace I often use for carpal tunnel (which I get A Lot), but every time it seemed better, I'd take it off and have moments where I completely lose grip in my hand or my wrist would hurt a lot. I finally went to the doctor this week, but my doctor knows I prefer solutions that don't involve surgery or medications, so all I can really do is keeping bracing (and potentially try taking an anti-inflammatory med). Hopefully things get better soon, or if not, then they get bad enough to convince me to try something else.

So sorry about delays on fics and lack of uploads. I also just started my new second job (as a court stenographer!) which is going to suck with my wrist like this but oh well. Hopefully I can get back to the usual eventually

[gynandromorph]

Stop reading here if pet suffering distresses you a lot. Mawkish has been continuing to have seizures every 2-3 days. Last one was about a minute long. She screams like she's in pain during them, often croaking or gurgling at the same time. But I don't know if she's in pain for real. She's usually unresponsive during them, sometimes for like 10-20 seconds after she stops spasming as well. It's disturbing to watch. Her dose is higher now, but the med schedule is rigid and one many people can't tolerate — 3 times a day, every 8 hours. Not giving it at the same time every day can lead to breakthrough seizures. She can't switch to phenobarbital because of its adverse effects on the liver. I'm awake right now because one of those doses is at 4 am. I've been in so much physical pain myself with no fast solution and I've been failing her in a lot of ways. This is going to Fuck my sleep schedule. Making sure there's at least 1 person home to supervise her because of the seizure risk is a nightmare. My mom has been diagnosed with carpal tunnel in both arms and needs surgery so I'll be expected to help with that too instead of being able to ask for help. My sister's dog has more tumors and isn't eating. If 3 of our 4 dogs all died this year I wouldn't be surprised. Idletry is a welcome relief from the shit that's happening, but the mental whiplash going between a project I really want to focus on and pressing constant real life stress demanding my attention is not easy to tolerate gracefully

[tendercoretroglodyke]

the problem with everything boils down to the simple fact that all hobbies cause carpal tunnel and so do most jobs also. this means that when you have a carpal tunnel flare up and you decide to switch hobbies or work tasks to relieve it, you can't. because it's all bad.

there is no solution to this