#Dil hospital

[amanrathour]

Pioneering Pediatric Neurology: Nanhedil Offering Best Neurological Treatments for Children in Gurgaon

Introduction: When it comes to pediatric healthcare, having qualified specialists on staff can significantly impact the well-being of young patients and their families. The Child Heart Centre at Nanhedil, renowned as the best pediatrics heart center in Gurgaon, India, is a prime example of how dedicated pediatric neurologists or child neurologists combine compassionate care with high-quality treatment plans through a multidisciplinary approach.

Initially recognized for its specialized cardiac treatment, Nanhedil has expanded its scope to include a range of pediatric specialties, including neurology. Offering services such as Fetal Cardiology, Pediatric Cardiology, Pediatric Cardiac Surgery, and specialty clinics, Nanhedil meets every medical need and surpasses expectations by providing effective solutions and treatments. Under the direction and guidance of pediatrician Dr. Manvinder Singh Sachdev, MD, FNB, in pediatric cardiology, Nanhedil has become an oasis of healing and hope for children with complex medical needs and their loving families.

Dr. Manvinder Singh Sachdev Leading the Way:

Dedicated, knowledgeable, and compassionate, Dr. Manvinder Singh Sachdev has established himself as one of India's best child neurologists in pediatric cardiology. Expertise in pediatric healthcare was successfully achieved by Dr. Sachdev, who completed his medical training at prestigious institutes such as Madras Medical Mission in Chennai. Dr Sachdev combines his wealth of experience with his current role as Director and Head of the Pediatric Cardiology Department at Nanhedil, having previously held positions at several highly esteemed medical facilities like Sir Ganga Ram, Indraprastha Apollo Hospital, and Medanta Medicity. Promising to provide children with complete medical solutions, Nanhedil's mission has been inspired by his lifetime commitment to medical professionalism and patient-centred treatment approaches, plans and strategies.

Expansion into Pediatric Neurology for Nanhedil:

Dr. Sachdev's outstanding management has opened the door for a glimmer of hope for parents whose children require medical solutions in pediatric neurology. Nanhedil's primary concern continues to focus on cardiac treatment. Nanhedil collaborates with the top pediatric neurologists in India because we understand how critical and complicated it is to treat neurological diseases in children and provide them with complete care for a healthy life throughout life. Nanhedil aspires to tackle challenging neurological disorders with high accuracy and complete compassion by utilising cutting-edge facilities and an interdisciplinary approach to achieve the desired results and healthy children.

The Role of Collaboration in Pediatric Healthcare is a Blessing for Many:

The fundamental principle of Nanhedil's method of handling pediatric healthcare is collaboration between top medical professionals in their respective fields. The hospital guarantees that children with neurological diseases receive the most advanced care possible by collaborating with the best pediatric neurologists to plan the best treatment. These experts have an in-depth understanding of the unique demands as well as needs of pediatric patients and their families along with offering excellent medical skills and expertise. Nanhedil works every day to deliver personalized treatment programs that are suitable to each child's condition through teamwork and combined expertise, promoting better outcomes and an enhanced quality of life for children who are challenged with neurological illness and their loving families as well.

State-of-the-Art Facilities and Technology at Nanhedil for Best Treatments:

At Nanhedil, our commitment to providing the highest quality and world-class care goes beyond medical expertise and comprises the application of state-of-the-art equipment and cutting-edge advanced technologies. With state-of-the-art diagnostic and treatment tools, the facility provides children with neurological conditions with a wide range of treatments that are precise, accurate and effective. Nanhedil establishes new benchmarks in pediatric neurology in India by offering young kids the best possible care by utilizing specialized imaging techniques and cutting-edge machinery for treatment which are used in top countries worldwide.

The Importance of Compassionate Care In Treating Neurological Disorders:

Just as essential as clinical knowledge is in the discipline of pediatric healthcare, compassion is equally important. Taking this consideration into account, we always place an important emphasis on delivering compassionate treatment, making sure that kids and their families have an atmosphere of support and compassion throughout the course of their medical treatment and become healthy again to face any challenge in life. Nanhedil offers young patients the needed affection and compassion they deserve from the moment they arrive until their treatment is concluded, establishing a supportive atmosphere that promotes healing and rehabilitation which in turn results in providing favourable results to all three doctors, children and their families.

Conclusion: Choose Nanhedil And Give Your Child The Gift Of A Healthy Mind In a nutshell, Nanhedil in Gurgaon, led by Dr. Manvinder Singh Sachdev, stands as an exemplary beacon of pediatric healthcare excellence in India, comparable to the world's top treatment facilities for children with neurological conditions. Initially gaining fame as the best pediatrics heart center in Gurgaon for its specialized cardiac care, Nanhedil later broadened its medical practice to encompass pediatric neurology, employing the best pediatric neurologist doctor in India. This expansion allows Nanhedil to offer comprehensive healthcare solutions for children suffering from neurological disorders and requiring intricate medical procedures. As a leader in pediatric healthcare, Nanhedil delivers healing and hope to child patients and their families nationwide through professional medical collaboration, utilizing cutting-edge facilities and advanced machinery, and a commitment to compassionate care that truly makes a difference. If your child is battling a neurological disorder, Nanhedil represents the ideal one-stop solution to initiate treatment and pave the way toward a healthier, brighter future for your child.

[petewentzisblack1312]

im actually gonna throw up.

[dilsdoes]

favourite thing ever is that all the body mod shops have piercing specials scheduled for as soon as csec exams end bc they know that all the secondary school students are gonna wanna get pierced as soon as they dont have to worry about dress codes.

[elcorreografico]

Irregularidades en el Hospital Cestino: “Están poniendo en riesgo la vida de pacientes"

Irregularidades en el Hospital Cestino: “Están poniendo en riesgo la vida de pacientes"

Tras el corte de luz registrado el pasado viernes en el Hospital Cestino, el exconcejal y precandidato a intendente por Juntos, Marcelo Martínez, y referentes del espacio en Ensenada calificaron lo ocurrido como “inédito y grave” y enfatizaron: “Estas acciones demuestran la improvisación y la desatención en políticas sanitarias”.“En 2018, el Gobierno provincial le dio al hospital un nuevo…

[amid-fandoms]

with phil keeping the leather booty shorts i fear he will be goingbto the hospital again very soon

i hope he isn't adopting the dil howlter og fitness look or else this is a true and valid fear

[okimsimp2023]

Ok, I decided to create a mini-column for this blog, namely the personal cry of the soul of the simp, or "This character is my wife, and I'll explain why!".

That's right, I will heartily write in posts about why I like this or that character so much! And hardly anyone will shut me up, because this world needs more posts with positive reviews about the Persians. And the first wife who will become my first post will be Jon Arbuckle from the animated series "Garfield and Friends"! I want to talk specifically about Jon from this cartoon, because he appeared in it much more often and showed a character, and I'm afraid to watch 3d animated series based on Garfield. Well, I'll also warn you that the post was created on emotions, so I'll be dumb at times.

Well, I definitely know that the simps will gather under this post… Hello people, I know you are unlikely to pass by this post, because I will lick the character. If anything, you can write your impressions about the character under this post. Maybe you want to add new things or just share your opinion.

He's cute.

Like… Both in appearance and character. He is funny, awkward, clumsy, and most importantly, he is quite a good guy. Yes, he does all sorts of shit or any nonsense, but that's what Jon is all about, half of Garfield's humor is almost based on this, that he's a loser and a hopeless romantic, and I'm not surprised anymore. But in fact, he does this job perfectly, I really love him with flaws than without them, otherwise I would not be perceived by me as a person with flaws and strange hobbies. Sometimes you look at him and think, "fuck, man, how do I understand you…". And yes, to some extent I like pathetic and nervous men, who are sometimes capable of doing crazy things (and he can also whimper).

2. Attitude towards pets.

dilf dilf dilf dlif dlif dlif dilf dilf dilf dlif dlif dlif dilf dilf dilf dlif dlif dlif-

All right, jokes aside, AHEM. But there is some truth in every joke, so he still DIL-

I like that in this cartoon he sometimes appears to Garfield and other pets as a parental figure (although unsurprisingly, Garfield in some cases behaves like a typical troubled teenager, but without whining, and I also find this charming). True, he is not perfect at all, but still he takes care of his dear boys, and in no other way! And he probably has almost the strongest patience with Garfield, lol. Because if I had such a cat, I might not have been able to stand it and would have gone to a mental hospital myself.- But okay, it's too loud about the latter.

3. Voice.

I don't know if I should mention it, but of course I will. For me personally, his voice is like that... Gentle and pleasant.

4. An apron makes a man 20% more attractive!

I don't know why, but I like that when cooking food, he puts on this little apron lol. But that's not the only reason I've highlighted this item, because I also want to highlight his culinary abilities. Because… Dude, he can cook! Forget about those words that he doesn't know how to cook, it's a complete fucking lie. Jon can cook many dishes at once! And this is just for the sake of feeding the cat.

So if you suddenly work late and come home, then you obviously won't stay hungry, because the same tired Jon managed to cook dinner (and most importantly, make it to dinner, otherwise Garfield will finish before you lol).

5. Dancing

I think it's not worth talking about it, everyone has known about this dance for a long time. BUT HEY, I'LL SAY IT. HE WAS FUCKING AWESOME.

His plastic body, smug face, movements, and this shot of him opening his jacket and a tie with his pet on his chest… The dude literally revealed his whole wonderful essence. I mean it… I am an insecure person myself. I would never go out dancing in front of people, because I can't dance and it sucks. BUT THIS LOSER MAN DID IT, AND HE GETS A KICK OUT OF IT! HE DOESN'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT PEOPLE, HE JUST DANCED. THIS IS MY HOT WIFE EEEEEEEEE-

And that's why this character is my wife. The End.

And I'm sorry that this post came out… It was enough for the little ones, although I could paint everything down to all sorts of little things like interests and other things, but I wrote everything I wanted. For me, Jon seems to have become a comfortable character, and I still don't fully understand why this is so (or is it my hyperfixation). But as long as he makes me happy, I dare not object to anything. And I lived up to the name of this blog, lol.

[satocidal]

It’s very self indulgent a thought but

So most of you guys don’t know hindi 😔 but there’s this old song (old as in 80s I think?) and it’s named “kya hua tera vada” which roughly translates to “what happened to your promise” and it’s just.

Basically the chorus repeatedly goes off as “bhulega dil jis din tumhe vo din zindagi ka akhri din hoga” and I know you guys can’t feel the emotion like this, but it translates to “the day my heart forgets you, it will be the last day of my life” and I’m just so. Torn.

Because all I can think off is Satoru with a reader who maybe got in an accident and ends up forgetting partial amount of her memory, hence, Satoru as well. And so he’s just, beside her at the hospital all the time and idk this song is just *sigh* or like reader and Gojo are old together but reader has Alzheimer’s and they end up slowly forgetting satoru too and just yk just yeah

[amourlyns]

❛ HEY VENGEANCE. ❜ ➜ ⁽ masterlist ⁾

✧ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: In which Price comforts Farah while Alex is in the hospital.

✧ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: Imagery of war, gore and death.

✧ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: Dedicated to Dil.

⟡ ⠀ | STERILE, COOL AND BLEAK. There is the familiar sound of an IV drip. Complimented by a dreary, dull environment. A clock ticks somewhere in the distance. John takes in his surroundings. Sterile, clean, and pristine.

John Price does not belong here. He knows that.

John Price belongs somewhere in the dirt, with a set of shattered bones and bloodied knuckles.

Where his joints ache and cry out, and his ears are ringing because of the sound of explosions. He should be awoken from his slumber because of the sound of gunfire and shrapnel ripping through flesh.

Why is he here? Sitting down and relaxing? There is a war to be fought. There always is.

John Price couldn’t stay put.

In reality, there’s a silent storm building happening right in front of him. And here he is, thinking about the world around him. The anxiety should settle in his stomach.

‘Will Alex wake up?’ It’s what Farah has been asking for the last forty five minutes. John has never heard nor seen Farah in such a state. She’s still somewhat composed, shifting within her seat in short increments.

Good God, Farah hasn’t been like this since Hadir’s death. She was a solid woman, stronger than anyone should be. And if Price could do anything to less the burden Farah felt upon her shoulders. He would. A heavy arm wraps around Farah’s shoulders.

They keep silent for a moment, she’s stiff in his embrace. Touch (…) would be the bane of Farah’s existence. A touch she’s been avoiding since she was a child. Eventually, she gives. Letting the flood gates open.

A few tears cascade down thick lashes, staining her flushed cheeks. John reached for a handkerchief in his pocket, offering the cloth to the Commander. She graciously accepts, excusing herself from John’s side and leaving to Alex’s.

John would stay up the whole night watching them if he had to. He would swear it. And so, he does.

Farah protests against this, but she can not dissolve John’s steely resolve.

Farah Karim falls asleep by Alex Keller’s side that night, under the watchful eye of John Price. There are blankets adorning her frame, placed by the Captain.

Pillows are tactically placed against the back of her neck. John does not sleep that night, but he lets the chill of the hospital room nip at him.

The warmth he feels is within his heart, the sight of Farah’s hand on Alex’s chest. John Price would’ve frozen himself to death if it meant Farah could feel at peace by Alex’s side. He meant it. Whole heartedly.

John is restless that night, roaming through halls. Patrolling the premises, memorizing escape routes.

John needed something to do.

He was already restless as is. His mind keeps him awake most nights, and he was having night terrors more often than not. So, he smoked. And that’s just what he did. Being outside gave John a peace of mind.

Things seemed much clearer. Each inhale sends a fuzzy, euphoric buzz through his lungs. And a sharp bite in his throat. Being outside like this, watching the stars on the horizon. Reminds him of Pripyat.

A door clicks somewhere in the distance, Farah. Her footsteps resonate somewhere in Johns heart. One, two, three, one, two, three, stop. Light, mindful, steps make their way to John’s side. She brought his lighter, she lights his cigar. Silence.

❛ I’d never let anything happen to you or Alex. ❜ Farah knows that already, but she can’t find it in her to speak back. She lets John inhale and relish his cigar for two seconds. ❛ You stayed all night. ❜ Farah muses.

John Price never breaks his promises. He stubs out the cigar, heading inside with a new found grief. A guilt. Farah watches the Captain, and she watches how his shoulders seem to sag. How his stride slows, and how exhaustion seems to seep into every pore of his.

This was the morning Farah Karim realized John Price was a broken man pretending to be something he was not. Now, did she know what he was doing? No. But then again, some days (…) She didn’t know her own purpose. Farah would watch John’s figure, hovering around Alex’s body. Pale and moon—laden. He would pace, patrolling the premises once more. John Price was a man of repetition, pattern and habits that would follow him to his grave.

Unfortunately, this was instilled within her too. And she was still waiting for the day she too, could find her habits admirable like John Price. She assumed they were anyways. John Price, the man who saved her.

John Price, the man who carried himself with a sense of pride, confidence and grace you could only compare to the grand heroes her baba used to tell her about.

All heroes fall.

Bile rises into her throat, she ignores it. But images of Hadir, her father and Alex’s face appear in her mind. Farah is so consumed with fear she even pictures herself. John Price does not appear when she thinks of death, the idea of the man dying feels like a myth.

Truth be told, the stories Price unraveled over the years of their friendship only seem like tall tales a hero could survive. He was Achilles in this world.

Did he really have a heel?

She doesn’t want to find out.

The movement of his chest rising and falling seems to lull her to sleep once more. Farah is used to early mornings but Price insists on her sleeping. Claiming she deserved it. She hears John, shuffling to get her another blanket. Embracing her with a touch only a father could possess she craves this.

But it’s a fleeting, flimsy thought. He’s nothing more than a mentor to many. An inspiration to all. John leans in, muttering something off in the distance. It’s barely audible. Like a secret he was telling to himself.

❛ I’d stay all over again. ❜ Farah’s breathing shifts, John can tell. It hitches, inching to a stop. Why would the old man continue you this now? ❛ It’s not about saving everyone, I know that. But if I can, and if I could (…) just give everyone my all. My whole being. I would. ❜ And he does. Every day

Farah can sleep soundly at that.

[tiktaaliker]

my thoughts on the stuff ive listened to during work; note that im not basing my reviews on how good the actual book is, its based on how my personal experience was to listen to the audiobook while working in the lab

Animorphs books 1-3: i read this series as a kid but only once, so i was familiar with the story enough to not get distracted but i had forgotten enough of the details to be kept engaged. Voice acting was fine, tolerable to listen to, character voices distinct enough to differentiate without being annoying (albiet with at least one exception). Biggest issue is length- since my shifts are 8 hours, i got through the first 3 books in a single shift, and the specific version i was listening to was split up into a handful of short parts each book so i kept having to switch to the next video, which was way too much of a momentum-stopper (and work interruption) to stick with this series specifically.

The Witcher books 1+2: eh. was fine enough. once again this was something i was familiar enough with to follow without having to worry too much about missing details, while also being somewhat entertaining. i think i liked it a lot better to read than to listen to. voice acting was fine. biggest issue was that i had finally gotten used to the narrator pronouncing dandelion as dan-DIL-leon for the first book but in the second book he switched to pronouncing it as DAN-dee-lion and i had to stop partway through because of it

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: i remember enjoying reading it a lot more than listening. Ill be the first to admit that im kind of picky about audiobook narration and this one just didnt hit right, but was overall a good experience. Voice acting was fine, and the actual story was very entertaining as expected. Perfectly acceptable.

Discworld books 1-2: extremely good listens. Voice acting was great, character voices were fun and fit the characters really well, only skirted the line of being annoying. fantastic story, but not too complicated or unfamiliar, so i could still follow and be entertained while still focusing on work. Will probably continue the series at some point, but giving myself a buffer period before i start up again to avoid series burnout

Malevolent parts 41-44 (catching up with the podcast lol): man. theres just something about listening to a guy getting gutted and filled with maggots while working in the lab of a hospital. like broooo you are going to get sepsis!!! Very good listen, as expected, just kinda funny trying to keep a straight face while talking to coworkers and simultaneously listening to arthur's no good very bad day

Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell: probably the best one so far for what im using these for. The length meant i was able to spend like 4 whole shifts on the one audiobook. Footnotes were incorporated fantastically, narrator and voice acting was phenomenal, and its also pretty much my favorite book of all time. Ive read this SEVERAL times, but because of how fucking huge this thing is theres a lot of details i forgot about or misremembered. Only issue is that it was split up into several audio tracks, so i had to switch to the next one a few times per shift. They were each around 2 hours long however, so it wasnt too inconvenient. Also at one point i fucked up and accidentally skipped like 8 whole hours without realizing until after an hour in where they referenced an event i KNEW i hadnt gotten to yet lol

Catch-22: man they really went all fucking OUT on the voice acting here. All characters are EXTREMELY distinct, so im very easily able to tell who's talking even without speaking tags. One of my pet peeves in audiobooks is when the narrator whisper-yells when a character is meant to be screaming. That does not happen here. Narrator fucking COMMITS. Yelling, sobbing, laughing, all of it. Fucking fantastic. Phenomenal as an audiobook, i think i mightve even enjoyed it even better than actually reading it.

Slaughterhouse-five: man. this one is ALSO an audiobook that is fucking PHENOMENAL. biggest problem is that i got WAYYY too into it. I really needed to just sit down and soak it in, which was not very condusive to a workplace environment. I now have a self-imposed limit where im not going to be listening to any more vonnegut books from now on because i KNOW itll have a similar affect

His majesty's dragon: this one couldve been good, but the recording i found was not. The guy reading it did a big spiel at the beginning of each chapter and kept adding unneeded commentary like it was a middle school read along. Im going to be getting a library card today so i can use libby, so i might come back to this once i get access to an actual official audiobook lol

murder on the orient express: nope. barely lasted three minutes into this one

percy jackson and the lightning thief: see this is an example of something ive actually read too many times as a kid so i know the book too well for an audiobook to be entertaining. Dropped it after less than a chapter.

the kane chronicles: had potential, i remember liking the story a lot as a kid but i hadnt read it nearly as much as the pjo series, and i think it wouldve been at least vaguely entertaining. However, half the book has one of the narrator sdoing a really bad british accent for his sister's voicelines and i just couldnt do it. i didnt have the strength. Dropped after maybe 4 chapters.

Camp Damascus: the only audiobook of the lot that i actually bought, and the first one i got through that i hadnt read the physical book before. Interesting story, ok voice acting. Solid choice to listen to. Not quite what i was expecting, but pretty good story! Had some EXTREMELY gnarly descriptions of body horror thrown in at like. two points of the story maybe. Didnt really affect me personally but kinda threw me off in a 'this feels like a different story entirely' sort of way. Dont have much else to say here since these reviews are more talking about my experience with these as audiobooks specifically, and i havent read the book itself to be able to compare this one.

[millerflintstone]

Yesterday I went to lunch with Grammy C and one of the other ladies that Grammy C met and befriended when she ran the ceramics studio with her DIL. I'll call this lady Zany K. She's very extroverted and silly and just really likeable. She's very open about things and doesn't mind openly expressing when she is completely clueless about what's going on, which is really refreshing. She's got 3 adult daughters, two of which are twins. One of her twins had a baby yesterday. The other one had her first baby 6 months ago.

Lunch was good. We were all catching up on things. We oohed over Zany K's new grandbaby. We also found out the reason why Grammy C was a bit late to lunch was that her youngest son ended up needing to go to the hospital. He called her at around 8 in the morning letting her know that the arm rash he went to the urgent care for yesterday had gotten worse. It's basically covering the top of his left forearm and it looked swollen, red and awful. They had given him antibiotics but told him if it got worse, to go directly to the ER. She took him to the hospital because his wife was en route to a doctor's appointment for their toddler son who needs a kidney specialist.

After lunch, Grammy C was going to go back to the hospital. They had admitted him to a room by the time she left to meet us. She parked 2 cars down from me and I heard her say, "Oh no!" I walked over and saw it at the same time she said it, "I have a flat tire!"

The driver's side front tire was completely flat. Zany K called her hubby to ask if he could drive over to help. They live about an hour north of us. He told her to just use their AAA membership and say the car was hers, which she did. I ended up helping her with the service call. They send a text message to the number that calls that has a link for submitting the request online, so I helped her with that piece. We all waited for the tow truck service to come by and change the tire to the spare.

Grammy C made it to the dealer afterwards. Her car is fairly new - a 2022 Toyota Corolla. The tire change was still covered but the damaged tire pressure sensor was not (?), so she's driving around with an annoying warning.

She went back to the hospital to see her son and he has MRSA. No idea how. He didn't have a scratch or anything that he knew of. No animal interaction.

I read up and didn't realize how contagious it could be. I had hugged Grammy C. I let Grammy C know that she should disinfect her car where her son's arm might have had contact and sent her some links about MRSA. I also saw some videos that just freaked me out. I am fine. I actually have a minor scratch on my right elbow that I bandaged with one of those hydrocolloid bandages because they do help speed up my poor healing and help me prevent scarring. I scar so freaking easily. But I'm glad I had it covered because with my luck, I'd get MRSA.

I am fine today but I have to admit that I was worried. Whenever I've gotten sick as of late it's stemmed from Grammy C and her exposure to her toddler grandchild. She's had strep maybe 4 times since the winter and apparently had it again last week. I haven't heard about how her son is doing today. They kept him last night and she mentioned he'd hopefully be released today.

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

The people mag article where HnM are bemoaning how they weren't given any details about Catherine's health ... My thoughts 1.) This is preemptive, since there is now an official enquiry and they do want to be accused of leaking info. OR 2.) They are saving their ass because they did make up a story and leak some info to someone that became part of the narrative and they are trying to back track.

If I had to guess, I'd say they immediately went to DMoi and shared some made up information, because DMoi was pretty adamant that it was her regular trusted source. And then this source was also updating her weekly (I listen to her podcasts) . She was one of the accounts that kept the story alive, although she did not propagate the conspiracy theories, she was pretty sure she knew the medical info.

HnM have definitely been blabbing someplace and that's why they put it this People story because the breach of medical confidentiality became a legal issue this week.

That’s what I think too. This is the Sussexes’ MO: they blab, it gets out, and they do “it wasn’t us” PR. We saw it just last week with the photoshop - they blabbed “we’d never do that,” it got out and made the rounds, then they sourced a “we didn’t say that” PR piece.

They’re not getting any information at all about Kate. I used to know someone who had Crohns and they said once that stress makes everything worse for them. Even though we don’t know exactly what Kate’s condition is, there’s been enough evidence that we can safely assume that stress has/will aggravate it, and it is also safe to assume that the Sussexes have caused some of the stress in Kate’s life - so of course they’re not going to be updated on her condition or involved in the discussions! If there’s one thing William does well, it’s how fiercely he protects the people he loves. I don’t remember why I went down this tangent…oh, right. I think Harry and/or Meghan have been caught saying things about Kate’s health that William/KP knows for a fact are false and it may be somehow connected to the clinic investigation or — like you said — it took on a new critical urgency once the confidentiality breach was discovered. Because remember, KP is getting updates about it (they’re the ones who leaked it, IMO, so the public would know and to be able to hold the hospital accountable for following through).

It wouldn’t surprise me if the hospital is looking at the communications of these 3 employees to see who they have been in touch with. (If they were using company accounts/devices it’s perfectly legal to do that. At least here in the US it is, not sure about the UK.)

Anyway, I don’t think the Sussexes are directly behind the medical records privacy invasion - my gut is that it’s a foreign publication but you never know. I think the Sussexes have been gossiping with their friends/associates/bots and that’s been brought to KP’s attention. I mean, if Meghan once felt it was appropriate to make the plane crash comment, she probably thinks it’s appropriate to openly speculate about some of the worse theories.

I also doubt they’re getting a whole lot of updates about Charles as well so it’s surprising to me (sort of, not really - the Sussexes/Meghan get better SEO when their names are tied to Kate) that we haven’t heard much from Montecito on Charles’s condition. It’s cancer! They’d get so much press for being the doting son and DIL who live abroad but are supporting Charles in whatever way they can. I mean, Meghan at least should’ve thought about sending a basket of her new homemade jams to Charles to help cheer him up since he’s into that sort of stuff with his own Duchy Originals line, but nope. Bupkis.

[rayyzcosmos]

meri ek taang nakli hai, main hockey ka bohot bada khiladi tha. ek din uday bhai ko meri kisi baat pe gussa aagaya aur mere hi hockey se meri taang ke do tukde kar diye. lekin dil ke bohot acche hai fauran mujhe hospital le gaye aur ye nakli taang lagwayi

[dilsdoes]

me constantly all the time literally every day: it would be so fucking embarassing if i got my period and bled through my pants right now

today: oh, would it?

[vijayasena]

Teri Nazron ne dil ka Kiya ho hasher Asar yeh hua...

No one's pov..

His shoulders sore, eyes almost drooping as he removed one last bandaid from his torso.. sliding his white kurta down his body like he was ready to sleep..

Sun almost setting in the horizon after having a long day..

Right now the reddish and orange tint all around the Delhi made it look so divine and peaceful, ram felt a sense of warmth yet the emotions inside his heart of hurting so many indian brothers still hadn't left his mind.

Almost everyone of them were in hospital..

Another day, another riot, another stain of so many blood spots on his uniform, and new set of bruises already increased the glory of his body..

He was so used to it now that he couldn't care any less it all stopped affecting him so long ago ...

Grabbing the Chandogya upanishad.. he was currently reading to distract himself from his own thoughts that were slowly consuming him didn't left his mind..

Everything was silent but his mind was loud with so many voices..

He opened the book, he was in middle of bhrigu valli which contained the value of cultures and rituals perfomed by priests..

Bheem had been becoming his other half slowly he never made any friend but the curly haired man with pure innocent behaviour just made him feel so happy and alive..

Right now he was not thinking about Bheem.. it was something else or someone else.. their another half.. the apple of their eyes..

He felt so guilty.. so damn torturing cause he didn't told his friends the real identity of him being a police officer and working for those white bastards..

*Aadya*

The name crossed his mind and all the things related to her immediately crossed his mind..

Her eyes

Her wheatish complexion

Her height she was small like she wasn't too small but managed to reach his ears..

The way her hair flowed, her sharp eyes, how her mouth used to snap like fire..

How she always gave  the most sassy comments and always gave those disgusting looks to those whites and those brown people too who worked under them..

She was always that fire who always managed to give ram a sense of warmth and comfort..

He was shocked when she fought her mother about her being friends with him..

A man and woman being friends was considered as a sin in the eyes of society but the woman who was an amazing Archer didn't cared about it..

She was so good in archery that she managed to hit the target being blindfolded as well as people called her female Arjuna..

Cause she was just like Arjuna..

He knew how much she hated and cursed at those people whenever she saw them.. who was working under Britishers... He had seen her hardwork how much she was determined to get her country free.. from being the only woman to attend rebel meetings and shooting arrows to speaking English and having the audacity to stand face to face with those white officers..

Ram was also one of them, but she didn't knew about it.. ofcourse he knew she will never gonna be his friend, he knew that she will eventually gonna hate him and leave him so he was just waiting for that moment until then just enjoy being with her .. her presence used to cast a spell on him..

He didn't knew how a woman can make him feel things like this..

He was completely lost in his book by now, he didn't cared if he needed medical attention or if he was tired.. he just loved saying this to himself "just one more page"

The sound of ghungroos caught his attention.. the temple across his house.. it was navratri.. so the atmosphere was cheerful and people were just enjoying the festival..

Ram was not a religious person so he didn't bothered to even think about it ..

The melodious sounds of tablas, and the master giving instructions..

He immediately knew who was it..

Scarlet red fabric caught his attention as his eyes got fixed on his window..

There was she...

Hands and hair adored with mogra strings.. kohl decorated eyes, with ghungroos in her both feet as she moved gracefully..

He forgot to breathe

Lost his sanity just staring lost..

The sun's rays fell on her face making her looked like an apsara mistakenly fallen from Heaven..

Ram forgot everything his injuries his guilts his mind and gaze and soul were just trying to take in the moment..

She moved to and fro, her ghungroos making a rhythmic noise, he would be lying if he said she didn't looked stunning in red..

Her raven hair blow with her every move, as she danced gracefully and with full dedication..

He wasn't tired or exhausted anymore.. he wasn't feeling anything else just her filling him slowly fully..

She just used to make this amazing dance form with her beauty alot more mesmerizing..

Her enchanting beauty was beyond the world..

He knew at this moment he was falling slowly..

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CC, I'm exasperated with Lady Colin Campbell. I like LCC but she said in recent videos that KC3 is hesitant to do anything to Harry because he's afraid Harry will commit suicide. I feel that is an excuse for KC3 to do nothing. If KC3 is so afraid Harry will kill himself, then KC3 has an obligation as a father to send lawyers to California and get a court order to have Harry institutionalized. Until then, KC3 needs to put the UK first and issue consequences to his disloyal son and DIL.

Hi Nonny,

If what Lady C says is true, and I don't know what sources she has or how close they are to King Charles, but if it is true, then I do feel for King Charles. I don't think he is at all good with dealing with any sort of mental illness or distress, and this could be bringing up memories of his time with Princess Diana and whatever he felt then.

I don't agree that he should do nothing, as that is like being blackmailed, but surely he could call in outside professionals to advise him on his actions. I don't know what is required to put someone into hospital if they are suicidal and the different countries would make it even more difficult.

I do think that if King Charles is worried about Harry committing suicide than he should take steps to deal with that situation, including putting Harry in a safe place if necessary, as you said. If that is the case then it is wrong to do nothing because of the threat - neutralise the threat and then take appropriate action. Otherwise Harry will continue to threaten suicide whenever he wants to avoid responsibility for his actions, whether it is true or not. He and his wife are damaging the real struggles of people with mental illness with the way they use it for sympathy and to avoid consequences.

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my name is [ DILAN ŞAHIN ] … and i am from [ MANHATTAN NY ] and i’m a [ PROFESSIONAL BALLERINA ]. i lived in helltown for [ 6 MONTHS ] because [ I CAN’T GO HOME ]. i am [ 28 ] my pronouns are [ SHE/HER ] and i am [ METICULOUS, DISCREET, CREATIVE ] though some may say i’m [ STUBBORN, RECKLESS , SLY ]. i also hear i look a lot like [ ASLIHAN MALBORA] but, i don’t know if i see it. i’m here because [ I’M LOOKING FOR MY EX-BOYFRIEND TO GET HIM TO LEAVE ME ALONE ] but, maybe there’s more to it than that. you never know with helltown.

ABOUT DILAN: Every night I try my best to dream.

CHARACTER BASICS

FULL NAME: Dilan Esra Şahin

NICKNAME(S): Dil, Dee

AGE: Twenty-Eight

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Woman, She/Her

FACE CLAIM: Aslihan Malbora

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Brown

HEIGHT: 5′6″

DATE OF BIRTH: February 18th

ZODIAC SIGN: Aquarius

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Slytherin

OCCUPATION: Ballerina

HOMETOWN: Manhattan, NY

FAMILY

mother: Dilara Sehin father: Adem Sahin older brother: tbd middle brother: tbd

CHARACTER HISTORY

Growing up in a noteworthy family within New York, Dilan didn’t have a need for a lot of things — her parents made sure of that. Her father inherited a multi million dollar chain of hotels from her grandfather and somehow a small town waitress (now) socialite landed him. 

Her older brother is first in line to take over and her father has been practically raising him for the role since he was born. 

She fell into the role of the background child, getting away with everything that didn’t affect the family publicly. 

Her parents drilled the importance of image and reputation into all of their children, informing them that something small could blow up in their faces and cost them everything. 

She figured being the baby of the family would help lighten their ideals, especially having two sons before she was born but Dilan was left living a double life — one where she wanted her name to mean something beyond the hospitality business. 

Her childhood love was ballet, from the age of 3 to now she’d found herself within the walls of a studio. She’d train during the week and left the weekend (Friday nights included) to secretly take on the nightlife with her friends. 

Dilan met her now ex boyfriend in a club, a man who didn’t know her as anything more than plain old Dilan. She felt like she could really be herself around him and he was the person that was always there when she needed someone. 

A few years ago she was there on center stage, playing Juliet in a small Broadway theater and her ankle went to give out on her. Her ex watched everything from the front row, her family didn’t catch it, but he saw the resilience in her eyes as she refused to let her body fall to the ground in front of a crowd. Once she got off the stage she could barely put pressure on her left ankle, still she didn’t let herself fall until she was alone with him in her dressing room. 

There was more than meets the eye to her boyfriend, he had a connection to someone who would allow her to keep her injury in the shadows. Sure under the table pain medicine wasn’t the most trustworthy thing, but it kept the public from seeing she had a weakness to prey on. 

Soon she didn’t need the pills at all, the injury healed, but that wasn’t enough for her to stop taking them. Though she never blamed her ex for the addiction, he was there with her every step of the way (also getting high) This made their relationship slightly unhealthy, but it was clear that the feelings between the two of them were real.

Her parents found out about the relationship and the ties he had to addictive substances and demanded she cut ties. The plan was to send her abroad and pay him to leave town — once he fled they found out the other side to their relationship and kicked Dilan out of her childhood home.

The girl did some digging and found out her parents had paid him to stay away and now he was demanding more or he’d go to the media and tell them everything he knew about the Sahin’s.

His trail led her to Helltown, Ohio. and she’s hoping she’ll be able to track him down and convince him to leave her alone.