#anxious stomach

[sicktember]

Sicktember 2023 Prompt-Based Resources to Help You Get Started! 💚

Types of Self Care

everydayhealth.com (comprehensive overview)

mhanational.org (Mental health recovery self-care)

recreation.ku.edu (7 pillars of self-care)

How the Immune System Works

Youtube (basic explanation)

my.clevelandclinic.org (comprehensive overview)

Ways to Avoid Getting Sick

intermountainhealthcare.org (basic prevention)

health.harvard.edu (boosting your immune system)

Fevers

texaschildrens.org (myths and facts)

merkmanuals.com (fevers in adults)

kidshealth.org (fevers in children)

White Coat Syndrome

healthline.com (white coat hypertension)

wellnesscounselingmilwaukee.com (fear of doctors)

Old Wives Tales

premierhealth.com (colds, fevers, and the flu)

womanshealthmag.com (old wives tales that work)

Anxious Stomach

adaa.org (causes of stomach pain and calming techniques)

psychcentral.com (anxiety and vomiting)

themighty.com (blog post: vomiting during a panic attack)

Cramping Pain

my.clevelandclinic.org (abdominal)

mayoclinic.org (muscle)

reumatology.org (growing pains)

Terms of Endearment

fluentinthreemonths.com (nicknames by language)

joincake.com (nicknames by relationship)

mypetname.com (cute/funny nicknames by relationship)

Coughing

truecare.org (types of coughs)

coughpro.com (types of coughs- more detail)

foundation.chestnet.org (about coughing)

Sneezing

healthline.com (comprehensive overview)

expedia.ca (worldwide responses to sneezing)

inpactgrouphr.com (worldwide sneeze onomatopoeia and responses)

Confusion/Disorientation

healthdirect.gov.au (comprehensive overview)

nhs.uk (sudden onset)

Conjunctivitis/Eye Infection

health.maryland.gov (PDF 'pink eye' fact sheet)

demi.org (types of conjunctivitis)

aao.org (how to apply eyedrops w/ an alt method for anxiety)

Uncooperative Patient

seniordirectory.com (written for seniors but very good advice)

kidcarepediatrics.com (giving meds to an uncooperative child)

hpclive.com (tips for handling an angry patient)

side effects/adverse reactions

fda.gov (finding and learning about medication side effects)

mhaus.org (adverse reactions to anesthesia)

buzzrx.com (5 types of meds w/ serious side-effects)

Patient Zero

cdc.gov (monitoring and tracking diseases)

contacttracing.ashm.org.au (how contact tracing works)

Hugs!

dignityhealth.org (four benefits)

somatechnology.com (how hugs affect humans)

Headaches

medicalnewstoday.com (11 types of headaches)

ninds.nih.gov (comprehensive overview)

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Steve's Speech

Sicktember Day 13: Anxious Stomach

Stranger Things: Steve Harrington/ Eddie Munson

Words: 500 | Rating: T | CW: mild cursing

@sicktember

Summary: Steve is named Counselor of the Year and panics about his speech backstage. Eddie encourages him.

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“Okay, I don’t think I can do this,” Steve gulped, loosening his tie. Around him, other teachers from his school and a few of the other counselors mingled having overlapping conversations. 

“You can do this,” Eddie encouraged, straightening Steve’s tie. “They didn’t choose you for Counselor of the Year for nothing.” 

Steve glanced at stage left to see the superintendent walk in and start chatting with the principal. His stomach dropped; maybe there had been some mistake?

The thought sent a sick shiver through him.

 “Wish they could just hand me the thing and be done with it,” Steve  grumbled. He pressed a hand to his stomach as another sick flip turned in his abdomen. “Ugh, I feel like I’m gunna be sick.”

“Hey, you’re okay,” Eddie assured. “It’s okay to be nervous and don’t forget, you practiced it like, three times last night. Just pretend you’re talking to me. Worst comes to worse, you can glance at your cards.”

Steve gave Eddie a pained look. “I will not be the loser who has to pull out their cards in the middle of a speech.” He groaned as he looked at the ceiling. Maybe there was a magic escape hatch that could take him far, far away from having to ever public speak ever again. Maybe he could disappear off the face of this earth right as they call his name. 

“It’s a podium. No one can tell,” Eddie amended. He booped Steve’s nose. 

The hum of conversations died down slightly and the lights dimmed. Steve swallowed hard. “Fuck, I really could vomit right now.”

Eddie laid a comforting hand on Steve’s shoulder. “Deep breaths, Steve. You’re gunna do great.”

The principal began to gather and escort the other teachers and counselors to their seats. She gave Steve a warm smile as she passed by. “We’ll be starting in five, okay?”

Steve did his best to look more confident than he felt. “Thanks, Ms. Watson.”

She went back to ushering people to their seats, and in minutes the backstage was empty besides the tech crew, Eddie, and himself. He felt sweat pearling at his temples and on his palms.

“Hey, hey, look at me,” Eddie guided.

Steve reluctantly met Eddie’s eyes.

“You’re the best in the district, babe. The best. And you have this incredible ability to connect with your students. Just do what you do with them, with us out there, okay?”

Steve felt a small seed of confidence plant in his chest.He pulled in a deep breath and let it out. 

“Okay.”

“See you out there?”

Steve nodded. “And Eds?”

“Yeah?”

“I’ll be looking at you out there.”

Eddie smiled at that and blew him a playful kiss. “I’ll be the one in front.” 

Then, Steve was alone.

His heart was in his throat and his stomach knotted and unknotted as he waited. But there was no escape and when he heard his name, he let out a breath before walking out to the roar of applause.

[fletcherwilbury]

@sicktember Day 13: Anxious Stomach

Warning for Illness, vomiting, stress, past surgery, anxiety, overthinking

[newwwwusername]

Fic title : I Think I'm Gonna Be Sick

@sicktember 2023 prompt : Anxious Stomach

Rating : Teen & Up Audiences

Fandom : Lemonade Mouth

Pairing : Stella/Olivia

Additional tags : Anxiety, Anxiety Disorder, Nausea, Anxious Olivia White, Good Friend Stella Yamada, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Bandmates, oh my god they were bandmates

Word count : 231

[pizzaqueen]

Got a line in my head and wrote this around it. Just over 300 words of established relationship fluff

Eddie’s lying in his bed and Steve is next to him. The backs of their hands are pressed together between them and Eddie has his ankle hooked over Steve’s. He’s so full of love for Steve, and so full of Steve’s love for him, he wonders how his body can contain it all.

He loves Steve more than he thought he could ever love someone. He loves Steve in a way that he always thought was made up for movies or songs or whatever. But it’s not. It’s so real.

He glances at Steve, heart skipping a beat at how beautiful Steve is and says, “I want a tattoo.”

“You’ve already got some.”

Eddie rolls onto his side, propping himself on an elbow. “I want a new one.”

“What of?”

“Your name.”

Steve snorts, disbelieving, then he looks at Eddie. His brows raise. “You’re serious.”

It’s not a question, but Eddie nods.

“But…” Steve presses his lips together. Eddie waits for some kind of protest—it’s too risky, other people will see, will know—but when it comes, it’s not what he expected. Because Steve says, “It’s forever,” with an undercurrent of uncertainty that makes Eddie’s chest ache.

“So are you,” Eddie says, poking Steve in the side.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Steve smiles, looking as loved as Eddie feels; he tucks his hands behind his head and says, “Maybe I should get one too.”

Eddie’s heart leaps. “Of your name?”

“Oh, yeah, totally.” Steve shakes his head. “Of your name, you dork.”

“That,” Eddie says, clambering on top of Steve, straddling his thighs, “would be so hot.” He can’t believe he’s never considered the possibility of Steve with inked skin before, but now it fills his mind. Definitely hot. And that Steve’s first tattoo is going to be Eddie’s name… Fuck.

Steve reaches up, brushing Eddie’s hair out of his face. “You’re forever, too,” he says, a shared promise, and pulls Eddie down for a kiss.

[nikkilotte]

DCDrawtober Day 9: Too Scary. Do you have corvidophobia?

[seraphicalsuccubus]

2024 is kicking my ass already ??? bro like fucking come on

[alltimefail-sims]

For me personally, I like to imagine they have a potions master on the sage council (among other roles as well), so none of these three would actually fill that roll. However, all spellcasters learn the art of potion-making in my lore, so I'm still curious what you all think based on canon!! 🤗

[tennessoui]

november ko-fi fic upload!

hello hello I feel like I am ~a little late, but I come bearing about 6k of a body swap au fic. there's no tumblr tag for this one unfortunately, but after like three years in this fandom i really wanted to try my hand at one of my favorite tropes

in this body swap au, they switch bodies during the aotc wedding between padmé and anakin which is so dramatic of them lmao and also so very messy

I just posted the link to it on my ko-fi! here is a little teaser of one of my favorite parts:

A commlink trills into the heavy silence.  It’s Anakin’s comm.  Obi-Wan reaches into his belt and pulls out the machine between one second and the next. “You’ve kept your commlink on?” The senator sounds confused, hurt, and offended. Obi-Wan knows he should have more empathy in his heart for her, but it is incredibly difficult. He flicks it open. Master calling, the display reads. “Yes, I did,” Obi-Wan snaps. “The galaxy is on the edge of breaking out into a war, Se—Padmé. I can’t ignore that when the Jedi could need me at any minute. As a senator, you should understand.” She recoils as if he has struck her, and he knows he should be ashamed. He knows he should soften his tone and spool the words back into a tight knot in his chest, but he cannot.  And a part of him thinks he is right. 

as a refresher, the way these ko-fi uploads work is:

Monthly supporters will be able to go into the gallery tab on my ko-fi and click on an uploaded image. The title of the image will be which au the ficlet fits into and how many words it is. The description beneath the image will be a quick summary of the au and a link to the google doc containing the ficlet. The “root” au post, aka the post that started the au on my blog, will be linked as well on that google doc

(though this one doesn't have a root post cause it was written sort of just on a lark)

[little-red-fool]

Anxiety.

[heythereimb]

The Month I was Never Meant to See

Hey there I'm B. I have sarcoma. If you're reading this, it's December.

I know to most people that doesn't mean a whole lot beyond the holidays. This month for me is surreal in many ways.

Earlier this year, I learned that the cancer I had was misdiagnosed. I was given a new terminal diagnosis of stage 4 sarcoma. If I decided to stop treatment and go into hospice care, I wasn’t expected to see Christmas of the same year.

I chose to continue to persue treatment to, at the very least, hopefully prolong my life.

Staring down the barrel of this month is horrifying. Every day of it is one I wasn’t supposed to see. Then again every day of it feels like it could be the last. It's this sickening mix of pride and panic.

This is a time I didn’t expect to see. Even with treatment. Every day I wake up is a relief but also fills me with fear. Yes I woke up today but what about tomorrow?

With the way things are looking for me, this fear can be considered almost irrational. Yes I'm sick, yes I'm weak, but I'm also going through treatment. Treatment that has me on a trajectory for recovery.

So why am I still experiencing this fear?

The simple answer is trauma. I was given a time limit for how long I'll live. Once you've been told that, you can't unhear it. It’s impossible to forget the time you shouldn't be here to see. This time where you weren't expected to be alive. It's a sureal and hard to explain experience. I feel like I'm in the back of a store or wandered into a construction zone. It's a feeling of wrongness, of "I'm not supposed to be here". I'm out of place in my own life.

So here I am. In the month I was never meant to see. Crawling my way through it in disbelief. I won't be able to relax until I've made it out the other side.

Until next time

Cross-post from Reddit

[sugarsnappeases]

do it anxious but ‘it’ is literally just organising my timetable for the term

[soldier-poet-king]

MADE MYSELF SAD BY ACCIDENT WEEKEND RUINED ALREADY

[aqua-dan]

Sometimes reading comics makes me want to throw up

[thegeekyartist]

I haven't napped this much since I was on antidepressants

[chickenoptyrx]

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