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hi kat! just wanted to share that my mom's 1 year anniversary of having brain surgery is coming up this november. to celebrate, she's running a 5k for the american brain tumor association, and she was asked to give a speech at the event. this is a major win for her, since she had to relearn how use pretty much the whole right side of her body. she also had to do radiation therapy after the surgery, since they couldn't get all of the brain tumor out, and as a result had to go on steroids to reduce the inflammation, and then had to take more drugs to reduce the side effects of the steroids. she's also training to be a pilates instructor! overall she and the rest of my family have been through an interesting year but we got through it and now we know how bad my dad's cooking skills are! (my mom was in the hospital for weeks, and i endured my dad's cooking for three days before begging my grandma to cook for us lmao)
Oh my god! That's amazing! BIG congratulations to your mom for getting this far with her recovery. I wish all of you the very best!
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g1-skywarp · 2 years
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I've been thinking about straight up destroying my brain in favor of not being able to suffer from mental illnesses and specifically prevent me from going through delusions but then I realised that I just straight up reinvented lobotomy
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abbeyofcyn · 1 year
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rottmnt-residuum · 8 months
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Part 12 of Arc II (Part 38 - Gore)
thats the chip omg you finally see it
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pfhwrittes · 5 months
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it's wip wednesday and yeah sure i could share a snippet of my other wips but unfortunately the worms have decided to work on something else. so you get a snippet of whatever this is.
(transmasc!gaz x soap texting-fic that is definitely not semi-autobiographical no siree, not even a little.)
also, this snippet isn't 18+ only but the longer work is so i'll be marking that as mature content when i finally post it.
TW: references to surgery and previous injury, but nothing graphic.
-- [1 new message from: Fairy Liquid]  >> bored :( 
kyle snorts out an ugly laugh and taps away from the video of some weird russian couple making the tackiest fucking furniture to reply.
<< my heart breaks for you mate it really does. 
>> i know >> your pure greetin for me
<< *you’re.
>> fuck off garrick >> i’m bored and *you’re* lyin in bed all pretty doin nothin about it :( 
kyle rolls his eyes at johnny’s dramatics and readjusts himself on the mountain of pillows behind him, conscious of the way the tape on his incisions pull and the way his fucked up shoulder from the bloody helicopter incident aches.
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cutechan555 · 9 months
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Peppino finally opens up
TW// Sensitive content if it makes you feel uncomfortable please don't read for your own self
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crybaby-bkg · 2 years
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Physical therapist AU that popped up into my mind yesterday and I can’t stop thinking about them!!!!
Bakugou as the physical therapist that most people are kind of scared of. He doesn’t get that many clients, only because his methods are a little harsh and his words are a little mean, but it’s only because he wants the best for you and your body. He focuses solely on your upper body and arms, for when you have pains or surgeries. He’s such an ass, likes to pick up 20 pound weights and show you how to do your exercise, tuts at you when you complain that your two pound weights are too heavy. But on the days when he really sees you struggling, his voice is a lot kinder, and he’ll give you the one pound weights when he sees your arms shaking a little. But the next appointment, you won’t be able to slack off!
Kiri as the lower body and legs physical therapist in the studio. He’s all cheery and bright when he sees you, is a little imposing with the eye contact whenever he explains each and every muscle in your calf and how it aids you and why it hurts when you run without warming up first. He’s just so big, doesn’t realize his size when he climbs up on the tables with you so that he can bend and twist your leg every which way to show you how it should feel. You hate to disappoint him, watch that bottom lip puff out when you admit that you haven’t done your exercises the way you were supposed to. He must hang out with Bakugou too much, because he goes just a little harder on you those days.
Deku who focuses on the whole body. He’s much like Kiri, with his big green eyes staring holes into your soul as he over explains where the soreness in your flank comes from. His hands are big and soft when they guide you into the right position he wants to put you in, his voice soft. Always whispers a drawn out ‘goooood job’ whenever you can do something he’s instructed you without any hiccups. He turns beet red whenever he realizes how his hands have found themselves in a compromising position on your body, just gets so caught up in guiding you, and it’s the most adorable thing ever.
Denki as the therapist who focuses solely on hands. He’s amazing with his fingers, all long and slender and pretty. He talks your head off when you come in after surgery on your pinky and middle finger, and you can’t help but find it endearing. He shows you how to do your exercises and routines, all pretty smiles and golden eyes that you can’t help but admire with a sweet sigh when you stare at him. He also buys his own lotion to massage into your hands, and coos about how soft they are and how good they smell after, embarrassing you whenever he holds your wrists up for other passersby’s to smell.
Shinsou works primarily with feet and ankles, and he’s damn good at it. He always has a bored little look on his face, and you’re scared he might be too rough, but he’s the complete opposite. Asks you intermittently, does this hurt? is the pain right here? should I add more pressure? And he doesn’t huff when you complain about his hands being too rough. He does give you a stern talking to though when he doesn’t see any progression because you haven’t been keeping up with at home maintenance. But on those days, he also offers up heat with the electro therapy treatment, because he knows you prefer it over the ice.
Todoroki as the additional chiropractor there???? His monotonous voice gives no indication when he’s going to basically separate your spine from your flesh, but you can always see his little hint of a smile when you scream a little. And delinquent turned front desk worker Dabi???? who only works there because his annoying brother got him job, but he doesn’t mind it because he gets to flirt with the patients before they’re whisked off to the back.
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detentiontrack · 21 days
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When I was 10/11 I had strep throat basically every single day for 2 years because the bacteria lived in my tonsils so I kept getting reinfected every time the antibiotic course ended (I was also on high dose antibiotics every day for around 3 years but that’s another story) and when my tonsils were removed, the very experienced ENT told me that they were hands down the worst tonsils she had ever seen in her life. She described them as “swiss cheese” with craters and holes. My biggest regret in life is that I was never able to keep my tonsils after removal because they had to be sent to a lab. Imagine if I could have kept them in a jar and used them as room decor????
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Whump Prompt #1223
Submitted by @uniwolfcorn - thanks!
Whumpee has a brain operation or head injury that makes them lose their memories and/or change their personality
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myownjadedpieceofmind · 6 months
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Start this with a cute picture of my dog, Gus (*edited because auto correct changed his name to god and even though he's close to, his name is gus. *) because he's the best comfort a girl could have as she recovers from brain surgery.
And...yeah..here we are, 6 days post op. I'm absolutely shocked by the way I feel, I expected to feel like dying every day. Sure, my neck muscles hurt, and so does my head, internally. But, I'm focusing on healing, and trying not to stress myself out about anything at all. Including my finances. That may lead to a really big issue later on, but for now the lights are on, the water is running, and I still have food. I can't really ask for much else.
The incision site looks wild. I have a hard time believing that I actually did the thing, you know? The scariest thing I've ever even thought about, and I actually went through it instead of running from it. Both of my arms are bruised like crazy, and even at nearly a week later, the iv sites haven't faded much. The doctors and nurses all commented on how my veins twist and turn all over, making them more difficult to access. When the iv tech learned that I have Ehlers Danlos, he took a deep sigh and told me he would try his best not to hurt me.
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I took a 15 minute car ride to go get some prescriptions and figure out within the first 3 minutes that I have no business in a vehicle yet. Along with the fact that my body goes into trembles when I'm in severe pain, every single bump or turn sent shocks through me.
Ice packs have become my new best friend. Same with the silent feature on my phone. Don't get me as one of those ring tone girls- I use the vibrate notification. But I found that I'm such a light sleeper that I get disturbed easily right now. I've had to learn to prioritize my health over everything and somehow not feel bad when I ignore phone calls.
I've had absolute strangers drop off a gift card for groceries; someone I made jewelry for dropped off some homemade freezer dinners to make life more simple; the things I never would expect from people that barely know me. The kindness of strangers surprises me every time, especially when the people who know me best haven't really been showing it.
Which brings alot of feelings to the surface, and I'd rather not deal with those feelings quite yet. I'm still just trying to process the last month of my life, and I'm not equipped to really dig through the years of emotional crap I boxed up.
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one thing abt being disabled/chronically ill that some people don’t get is that sometimes body maintenance that ensures you have the absolute minimum amount of function can also be something that takes away a lot of control and autonomy. you can argue till the cows come home that making those decisions to try and help yourself (or realistically to try to make sure things aren’t worse than they already are) is something that exhibits control and autonomy and stuff, but they can be so limiting in practice because they’re things that take up so much time but have to be done to do anything else
#i have to sleep a lot. i’m at the point where functioning requires 8 hours of sleep if not more#I should probably be getting 10+ but i’m a student and i work so 8 is the minimum. but then also getting ready for bed is a whole process s#the whole thing can take 10-12 hours depending how much im sleeping. just to make sure i can do anything#that is time in my day i cannot use for anything else. it’s not ‘oh but i can push through it’ because i can’t without spending the next da#lightheaded and nauseous and vaguely dizzy and with such intense brain fog I can’t think with my fatigue so bad i genuinely don’t know how#get myself to work a lot of days. my abled peers don’t have to deal with this at all. they have unlimited study time if they want to#and yeah it is a choice i’m making that’s true i could just not do. except i would lose my job and fail out of college because i would not#be able to get to classes or do my homework or think. but being told ‘but you are making choices about your life’ when i have lost so much#of what i used to be able to do because i am spiralling down and continuing to get worse is so.#literally last year i would wake up at 6:30 and then go to school till 3 and then go to my internship until 10 and get home at 11 and be in#bed anywhere from midnight to two in the morning and then wake up the next day and do it all again. i graduated with a 3.9 gpa and made it#into my top college while dealing with my cancer symptoms and then the two surgeries about it#but now i lose half my day to just making sure i can get out of bed. i can’t go anywhere because my body is physically too exhausted#any extra time goes into doing homework or occasionally time to myself#not decimating my health by doing minimum body care responsibilities isn’t freeing. occasionally i have a good day which is freeing but tha#usually goes into just. other things outside class or work or eating. I don’t go do something for myself or go do something fun on good day#because I still can’t. good days just mean i don’t want to lie down on the pavement when i’m going somewhere#I just. I don’t magically have control over my life because i try to get enough sleep. i lose half my day to doing that and ultimately it’s#just a bodily function that would have to happen anyway#this is a vent post im just having a really hard time right now because it feels like im in exponential decline. it was nowhere near this#bad last semester. my grades are tanking and i have no free time because anything outside of sleep is either work or school#vent tw#yall can rb this just ignore my tags completely#disability#chronically ill#i keep trying to explain to people how pots works because that’s all logical but there’s no way to explain what it’s doing to my body or ho#i feel all the time. the last time i felt this bad was when i had a bad flu or immediately after surgeries because i don’t react well to#anesthesia and always come out of them feeling like shit. and now i just feel like this all the time and it’s only getting worse#I can’t even stay up late anymore because my body feels like it isn’t counting the sleep even if I get 8 hours#I can deal if I have a free day the day after but that just leaves Friday and Saturday nights and I usually still have to do homework
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midnightsnyx · 7 months
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I wasn’t gonna post anything but a few peeps wished me good luck so I just wanted to let you all know that I’m alive & my brain surgery went really well. I’ve got some weakness on my right side but so far so good, no seizures!! 🫶🏻 (I also got discharged the next day!)
The weakness should resolve itself and if it doesn’t, I’ll just need some minor physical therapy 👍🏻
Anyways I know this goes without saying but girl at home and requests are closed until I can properly type lol it took me three times as long as normal to type this cause I was so slow typing 🤣
Thank u guys for the well wishes❤️
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rottmnt-residuum · 1 year
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part 18 (gore)
yeah... you're kept conscious during neurosurgery, ahaha it's to make sure they aren't hitting anything too important
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caffeine-and-spells · 10 months
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Operated on 12/5
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thethingything · 2 months
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our tooth is suddenly a lot more painful again and I don't know why, but I also only had one ibuprofen left so I've just taken that and I guess I have to hope our mum can get us some more before that one wears off because I really want to avoid having to take co-codamol again.
the issue is that we took some ibuprofen earlier and it wore off so quickly I'm not sure we're gonna be able to get away with just using that but I'm gonna feel really shitty if I do end up having to take the co-codamol, and we'd started getting intrusive thoughts about taking it while not actually in pain so I've gotten myself into this ridiculous loop of being like "what if I'm just coming up with an excuse to take it" even though I am in fact in a fuckload of pain now and the other medication isn't helping enough.
it feels like I'm stuck in a situation where my options are once again to either take a medication that I know is fucking me up and it's going to be a nightmare, or deal with being in too much pain to function, so I'm fucked no matter what I do
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