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wellhealthhub · 10 months
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A Comprehensive Comparison of Ozempic and Mounjaro: Which Medication Holds the Edge in Managing Type 2 Diabetes?
Welcome to our in-depth analysis of two prominent pharmaceutical products, Ozempic and Mounjaro, both offering promising solutions for individuals managing type 2 diabetes. If you or a loved one find yourselves navigating through the realm of diabetes medications, these two options might have caught your attention. In this article, we aim to delve deeply into the nuances, intricacies, and…
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eye-of-yelough · 1 year
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I finally found the words to describe why I feel like the Inquisitor has no personality (besides the obvious) it’s the humorous options.
In the other games the humorous options were good because they were So Out Of Pocket and inappropriate. You cant consistently use funny options without being. a bit of an asshole at times.
The inquisitor’s funny options are dinner party funny. You cant be a scoundrel or a lovable asshole or an annoying little shit. Even at your funniest you’ve just got the personality of. A guy trying to charm his girlfriends family. Or his boss, which I guess is the point. But still.
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reinedeslys-central · 29 days
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more!! again!! for the nico after blood of olympus fic!! actually I thought of this while writing the last one but I just finished it.
His elbows buckle and he lets himself fall into Will, snorting at his theatrical groan under the weight. They lay there for a second until Will shoves him gently, and Nico lets him manoeuvre them into a more comfortable position.
"Hi," he whispers, moving a curl away from his cheek. The greenish tint of the loft window casts a weird shadow over Will's face.
"Hey yourself," Will murmurs back, winking.
Nico rolls his eyes. "You look like Apollo when you do that. Please stop." Will squawks in protest.
"I do not! Also, since when do you remember what Apollo looks like? Actually, no, don't answer that, you can't bring up my dad while we're in bed, Nico, why would you do this to me?"
Now it's Nico's turn to sputter and whack Will in the chest - getting another dramatic oof and a laugh in return - before turning around to face Hazel's bed. He's not sure when he'll ever be able to sleep facing the wall. Will can't do it either.
As Will's arms curl around his waist and draw him back against him, just like they did back in the infirmary that one day, he thinks maybe he'd be okay trying that with him sometime. One day, in a house with gates, no longer wary of monsters.
Will noses the back of his neck, causing him to twitch. "What is it?"
Will's answering smile presses through the rough cotton of his t-shirt. "Nothing, sunshine."
Nico frowns under the covers. "Hey, what do you think of houses with gates?" He whispers.
"Gates? Well, it'd be safer, I guess, but we'd lose the neighbours coming over -"
"As if you want to see random people at the door anyway. What if they're monsters?"
"Oh, come on, darlin', I'm from Austin. Of course I gotta keep space for the neighbours to come knocking."
"…Fences? Actually, hey, why'd you assume I was talking about us? Obviously - Obviously I was talking about random. Random houses. For architecture reasons."
Will muffles his laugh into the back of his neck, again. "Oh, my bad. And I'm only here because you ripped a stitch on the lava wall yesterday."
Nico feels his ears warm.
"Shut up."
"I didn't say anything."
"..Still."
Will reels him in closer until his back hits his chest and he can press a soft peck to Nico's still-red ears. "I think a fence is a great idea, by the way. We could ask Hazel for help with some ward stones too, like you have in the cabin. Gotta make sure we've got at least one window and standing space in every direction, though, or at least in the east, because you know my dad would sulk if he didn't get to scream me awake in the morning."
Nico's blush gets worse.
"Now who's talking about your dad in bed?" He gives up on pretending. Will sees him through every time, anyway. "Also, shrines, obviously, and we need a spot to stargaze."
"Yeah, shrines, obviously. Maybe just yours, mine, and Lady Hestia's though, or else everyone else is gonna get pissy."
Nico barks out a laugh like it's shocked out of him. "Pissy? Don't let them hear you say that."
Will holds him tighter and settles against the pillows. "Sure thing, sunshine. Now can we sleep?"
"Yeah, yeah."
It's not long after that that Will's breath evens out behind him, his muscles untensing. Nico knows he's got a few minutes yet, so he thinks.
Today was…. good.
Today was nice. Normal, even. Just a day of camp schedules, working in the infirmary, an admittedly short campfire, and this. No monsters, and no mistakes. No deaths, but..
Unbidden, the moments in the infirmary come to mind. He thinks of helping Will scrub in for his one surgery of the day, a kid that had gotten parts of an arrow stuck in their leg a week ago and hadn't noticed til yesterday. He thinks of yesterday during capture-the-flag, stepping in and desperately trying to copy what he'd watched Will do, because Lydia was hanging crooked from a tree and there was no one else around but him-
He thinks of Patroclus tying the straps of Achilles' armour, watching his lover sleep peacefully. He thinks of what Connor had told him about at the campfire weeks ago, of Silena Beauregard taking on a drakon when Clarisse declared the Ares Cabin wouldn't be fighting.
He thinks he might understand.
Lydia wasn't the same (thank the gods), but if there was something to be done that only Will could do right, yet couldn't, and the only way Nico could take up his mantle would be to die trying - then, yeah. He'd do whatever it would take for these kids. To do what Will would do. He's gone to Tartarus already, hasn't he? At worst, he'd try his best and greet his father early if he failed to survive. Nico could even give Charon a tip on the way in for the hell of it, why not?
If there is a luxury that comes from being a child of Hades, after all, it is that dying is not the thing that scares him.
There's a brazier still lit outside the window. Its glow falls in slits across their bed.
Will grumbles, pushing his feet forward until their ankles are wound together. The sheets shift.
Nico smiles into the dark, into the chirping of crickets and the soft glow of the fireflies out the window, and falls asleep.
more for this fic:
scene 0 - prologue-ish scene 1 - the library of social awkwardness or here (or in my heart, 'kidney function is not a right, it's a privilege' lol)
general writing directory
also lmk if you want more lore. I am so down to talk about this fic + the worldbuilding ideas I have for it in the notes it is unreal
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lucienarcheron · 1 month
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I love waiting 3 months to get an appointment with a doctor for them to tell me "everything looks fine" and "there isn't anything else I can suggest if you don't want to go on this specific medication" super fucken helpful 👍🏼👍🏼
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mylittleredgirl · 2 months
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great news for mylittleredgirl survival enthusiasts: i stopped taking that stimulant med today and now at 5 pm i can finally sit up without feeling like my heart or eyes will explode :) unfortunately not taking it also means the severe fatigue is back so i don't want to sit up anyway. still a net positive i suppose.
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heartfulrosebud · 3 months
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I'm on HRT now
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oscartwofoxtrot · 1 year
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Generation Kill + screenshotsofdespair (6/?) - Episode 3: Screwby
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completeoveranalysis · 9 months
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This is me every time I, after nine long years of liveblog habits, flick the mouse up to find the button I am looking for and instead find nothing but Luffy to click on
No offense Luffy I am sure you are excellent.
Excuse me it's grandma hours while I try to bully my own blog into posting. BUT POST WE WILL.
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tallytals · 2 months
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okay i’m done i can’t linger in my shadowpeach tag without devolving into a shaking sobbing mess
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kirnet · 2 months
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My neurologist took me off the migraine meds I was taking before bc while they worked, they only worked for a little while, but now the new ones I’m on don’t work at all :(
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trans-axolotl · 10 months
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we had a fabulous convo about CAH and transitioning on testosterone and i got a bunch of helpful tips that i want to write up for u all bc we're always getting that question on intersex-support about transitioning with CAH.
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eye-of-yelough · 5 months
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made my Hawke in bg3. um 😳
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caffeinatedopossum · 4 months
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I complained a lot about the side effects from my anxiety meds but they've genuinely changed my life in the best way. I'm talking to friends again, I'm playing video games, I'm not having panic attacks about dying every single night... genuinely wish I had this years ago
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ryanthedemiboy · 1 year
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Shout out to me for actually doing my shot on time!!
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the-canadian-nerd · 2 years
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Ok so something that's been on my mind a lot lately is the leaked Ahsoka teaser from way back at Star Wars Celebration. Specifically the scene where we see a small hand reaching for a cup.
Now most people, myself included, strongly believe it's Jacen and that makes sense: Hera has been confirmed via that same leaked trailer and I doubt she's going to be leaving behind one son while searching for the other.
But I want to focus on what's happening in that specific scene; or more accurately what isn't happening.
The cup isn't moving; not even a little bit. At least from what I could tell in the very short and badly recorded clip. But it looks like Jacen is struggling very hard to do this. A simply task that Force sensitive children his age who have been trained would be able to do.
So this could mean a couple of things: a) Jacen hasn't been trained and I could see this being the case. His mom has already lost the two Jedi in her life, within weeks of each other and she's not willing to risk Jacen, especially with the Empire still being a threat at this time, particularly towards Force sensitive children. Or b) Jacen isn't strong enough in the Force to be trained and oh wouldn't that just hurt! He already has so little of a connection to his father, despite sharing many physical features; and he has been so desperate to share something with him, as well as with the missing Jedi who saw him as a father. But he physically cannot.
It will definitely be interesting to see which, if either, of this paths Disney goes with in the series.
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loserbigsis · 2 days
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Really hate having to do currency/crypto conversion math and dosing math for 3 different HRT drugs, and calculating how much i should buy with how many doses each vial/pack contain compared to their shelf life.. All while having fucking dyscalculia and knowing that i have to get this right, because blood testing for anything related to transitional healthcare is illegal for anyone but the gender clinics to perform here, and it's also illegal to send blood tests through the mail, so i can't even have them done in a country where it is legal.... they really really want you to either play by their rules (which i fucking tried to for fucking 5 years) or just fucking die i guess
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