#multiple caregivers

[minthoneyhugs]

hi does anyone have any fics or stories with multiple caregivers looking after a little? i tried writing my own but i’m bad at comforting myself >_< anything would be a big help, thank you!

-minty 🩵

[autumnstar06]

Thinking about a Whumpee who had a horrible whumper but still managed to talk back constantly

They don't lose that, instead what they lost was their softness, and the confidence that they 'have' is the thing they use to protect themselves with

It was what kept them alive, as sometimes they were annoying enough Whumper just left them alone

They only remain soft for that one person who was with them with Whumper that was also getting abused (another Whumpee ig) the one who they trust and they'd protect with their life

They mange to annoy Caretaker and they have to leave the conversation because they don't wanna snap at Whumpee, but when they're alone Whumpee breaks down, even tho most of the time it's not with tears

One day they manage to rescue their friend who was with them and he looks so much worse then them, they try to get him another caregiver (since caregiver is under alot trying to help Whumpee) but Whumpee snaps and refuses to leave him

Now when they're together Caregiver is seeing their more real side but they still don't let up for caregiver

One day caregiver goes to find them to tell them dinners ready and they find them both in Whumpees room, Whumpee sleeping on their friends lap

He looks up at caregiver and gives them a small smile while their hands run through Whumpees hair (who's fast asleep)

[butchriptide]

mourning what could've been if the love interests in arc 1 got to talk to each other. mourning the peril-deathbringer friendship that only exists in my brain. what if you were raised to believe u were a monster and only capable of violence. what if u were raised always knowing your express purpose for the rest of your life was to take others' lives from them. what if i was heavily gaslit from a young age to never question this life set before me and you only shook yourself free of your reality through the loss of someone that both represented that future for you but was also your only tie to your innocence.

[plural-affirmations]

Here's to caretakers!

Being a caretaker isn't an easy job. Exhaustion can evolve into burnout fairly quickly if you're not careful!

Shoutout to caretakers who:

Are caretakers for just one headmate/a few headmates in particular

Are physical caretakers for the body

Get burnt out easily

Have to have help from other headmates

Have multiple roles in their system

Non-stereotypical caretakers; caretakers who are also littles/syskids, traumaholders, fictives, big sibling figures instead of parental, adoptive and step parents, etc.!

You're incredible! Even if no one else knows it, I see all your efforts. I see the things you go through and sacrifice! Please don't forget how important it is to take care of yourself, too ❤️

🖤💜💙💚💛

[multiplicity-positivity]

Here’s some positivity for system caregivers!

Caregivers and caretakers are the backbone of many systems. They may work behind the scenes or have a huge presence in the system’s lives, and work hard to take care of their headmates. We know it’s not always easy to be a caregiver in a system - and this post is for those who fit that role!

🩹 Shoutout to caregivers who exclusively look after EPs and traumatized parts, alters, and headmates!

🎶 Shoutout to caregivers who sing to their system, think of games to play, and find other ways to provide comfort!

🧸 Shoutout to caregivers who are littles or age sliders!

🩹 Shoutout to caregivers who need to be taken care of themselves from time to time!

🎶 Shoutout to caregivers who worry they’re not doing a good enough job of taking care of their system!

🧸 Shoutout to caregivers who take care of their system’s physical needs, but aren’t much help emotionally!

🩹 Shoutout to caregivers who provide emotional support but can’t meet their system’s physical needs!

🎶 Shoutout to caregivers who are relatively new to the role, and those who have always specialized in taking care of their system!

🧸 Shoutout to caregivers who take care of headmates who are age or pet regressors or dreamers!

🩹 Shoutout to caregivers who sometimes feel exhausted or burnt out from caring for their system!

It’s not always easy taking care of a system. We know being a caregiver can be a huge job! We see you, we love you, and we truly appreciate all you do to help your system feel safe and secure. Thank you so much for making sure members of your system are cared for!

Please remember to take it easy and care for yourselves from time to time! You deserve the kindness and care that you show the rest of your system. We hope you’re able to get some rest and have a wonderful day!

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[afarewelltokings]

remember when this website was really into the metamorphosis by franz kafka for like 2 months? i finally read it. what the fuck

[rogers-attic]

i like how the american dad fandom collectively headcanons that roger had terrible, ab//sive parents back on his home planet

like take a look at this goofy alien guy: hes an alc//h//lic, he has traits of a multiple personality disorder, hes an addict, he has very clear abandonment issues and went on a family bender, he smokes; all those things right there are DEFINITELY trauma responses like he clearly has LOTS of trauma he isnt properly dealing with

he even keeps his dad in the smiths freezer and takes a bite of it every year on his bday for gods sake like he aint right in the head

[kitty-cuddle-time]

i firmly believe that Crowley regresses a lot during his years as Nanny Ashtoreth. he spends the day playing children’s games with Warlock, and helping him eat his food and tie his shoes and learn the alphabet. you can’t tell me that Crowley wouldn’t feel at least a little bit small after all that

(luckily there’s a very nice gardener who’s more than happy to take care of her :))

[drchristophedelongsblog]

Spasticity

Let's start by clearly defining spasticity:

Spasticity is a neuromuscular disorder characterized by increased muscle tone, stiff, involuntary movements and exaggerated reflexes. It is often associated with lesions of the central nervous system, such as those caused by stroke, multiple sclerosis or spinal cord injury.

Causes of spasticity:

* Cerebral lesions: stroke, head trauma, brain tumors.

* Spinal cord injuries: road accidents, sports injuries, degenerative diseases.

* Neurodegenerative diseases: multiple sclerosis, amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS).

* Other: encephalitis, meningitis, certain infections.

 Symptoms of spasticity:

* Increased muscle tone: muscles stiff and difficult to move.

* Involuntary movements: spasms, muscle contractions.

* Exaggerated reflexes: excessive muscular reactions to a stimulus.

* Walking difficulties: stiff gait, leg spasms.

* Pain: muscle contractures, joint pain.

Diagnosis of spasticity :

* Clinical examination: assessment of reflexes, muscle tone, muscle strength.

* Medical imaging: MRI, CT scan to identify underlying cause.

* Electromyography: measurement of muscle electrical activity.

Treatments for spasticity :

* Medication: muscle relaxants, baclofen.

* Physical therapy: stretching, muscle-strengthening exercises.

* Orthoses: splints to support joints and improve function.

* Botox: injections of botulinum toxin to reduce muscle spasms.

* Surgery: in the most severe cases, to correct deformities or contractures.

Living with spasticity:

* Adapting to everyday life: technical aids, home improvements.

* Psychological support: to cope with difficulties and improve quality of life.

* Patient associations: to exchange ideas and find support.

Advice for caregivers:

* Training: to understand spasticity and its consequences.

* Get informed: about treatments and available aids.

* Take care of yourself: to avoid exhaustion.

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[chronicles-of-a-young-caregiver]

introduction - my story

hi tumblr,

i feel that making this blog is something that is a long overdue necessity in my life. i suppose i should add some context. i'm 20 years old, and i've been the sole caregiver of my disabled mother for almost a decade now.

(before i continue i would just like to state: this post is not intended to be a complaint or critique of disabled or mobility challenged people, this is just my personal experience as a caregiver. i would like to acknowledge that the act of caregiving is very nuanced and unique, this is not everyone's experience, simply my own.)

as my mom's condition gets progressively worse, so does the mental toll of providing care for her. my mother is diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. for those who don't know what that is, it's a neurological disease that is particularly brutal.

our bodies are able to walk, run, breathe, speak, etc. all because of the neurons inside it that control the messages from our brain to our body. when you have multiple sclerosis, it deteriorates something called the myelin sheath, which is something that coats our neurons and helps them move. this deterioration can affect anything and everything. aside from mass amounts of pain, my mom severely struggles with mobility. half of her body is unable to move/move well. her right arm is stuck bent as well as her right hand being curled into a permanent fist. she is often times pure dead weight. while mobility is a major struggle, there are also times when she simply just stops breathing because her brain can't tell her lungs to take in air. there have been times where i have had to help blow air into her mouth just so she doesn't sit there and suffocate (these instances have also become a lot more frequent in the past 3-4 years).

as a young adult myself, it's extremely hard to shoulder the weight of providing care for my mother. while the description of my day-to-day life may not sound like a lot, there is often so much that is left unsaid in the act of being a caregiver.

it is extremely hard to relate to other people my age. all my friends have able-bodied parents, and in my entire life i have only ever met one other person who understands my life and experiences. when i have looked into caregiver support groups, it's usually filled with people in their mid to late 40-60s providing care for their parents or spouses. i often feel like i'm holding onto a life raft, drifting in the middle of the open ocean, alone and desolate. it gets exhausting having to reopen this wound to my peers every single time i want to explain my true anger and frustrations in my life because without the context and history, i know i can come off as just a whiny spoiled brat who refuses to do simple things for her parent.

not to mention all the hurt, anger, and disappointment that is wrapped up in the relationship with my mother. she was diagnosed with MS after i was born, but began experiencing symptoms during pregnancy. this is not a surprise to her. people often ask me "why don't you hire help? get a on-call nurse?" and thus throwing me into explaining, my mother is in extreme denial about her condition. she never moved past denial in the phases of grieving her illness. she simply refuses to admit she can no longer do all the things she once could. and due to this denial, she often refuses and fights suggestions of any kind of additional aid she desperately needs. and while i understand, that denial is a necessary/normal way to cope with something, her denial is nothing but a hinderance to herself and everyone who helps her. it actively puts her and myself into even more dangerous situations and challenges during her numerous falls.

it's so hard to not be angry and just exhausted that this is what my life is reduced to simply because i have no other option. (and trust me, i've looked at it every other possible way. a hundred million times.) the expectation that i should take care of my mother, because she's my mom, is something that is thrusted on me by almost everyone who knows her or myself. family members whose final words to me before they leave are always "take care of your mom" making me feel like an after-thought. constant criticism on my attitude or the way in which i provide care for her. it's so easy to tell me what you think i should do but no one actually wants to step up and do it. being a caregiver is not an active decision i choose to make. it was one that i woke up to being served on my plate. a problem that arose, needing to be solved, shoes to be filled, and i was the solution. i didn't have a choice if i wanted to do this. yet it is my life. and it's hard to not just want to scream and cry and sucker punch her in the throat for putting this responsibility on my shoulders. i lost my teens to caring for my mother. and i fear my adult life will soon pass by me too.

i guess what i'm trying to say is, i made this blog as an outlet. a place to vent when things get tough. to share my story in hopes of finding somebody, anybody, who understands what i'm saying. to build community with similar people so we don't feel less alone in what we do. and just to breathe a little easier knowing all this doesn't just live in my body to weigh me down.

if this post resonated with you, please feel free to reach out! my asks and dms are open!

and lastly,

you are not alone in this battle.

[matthlephim]

Tw: some bpd vent and a good deal of bpd confusion

So i have BPD (self diagnosed, if you dont like it thats not my problem) and back in the day i had something interesting happen:

I kinda had a plurality happen?

Like it wasnt like DID cuz it wasnt a mater of different people more like one static, mechanical funcional/structural part and a handfull of completely seperate and very powerfull personalities without any agency or ability to do anything without linking to the structural part. Kinda like molecules?

Like structural part + a personality part = person but nether on their own were a person as far as i understand it or in the way that i am usualy a person.

This whole ordeal lasted about a month and needless to say...

THIS WAS GREAT! I cant understate how my brain is usualy soup, nothing feels good or like it fits right. Nothing is true until i speak it alout wherapon it stops being true. I dont ever feel like i exist hardly and everytime i catch up to myself i then have to watch myself desolve back into mush. Simetimes I find positivity in being fluid but like its often very miserable especialy since i dont usualy have the time to hang out with myself and figure out who i am on any particular day.

IT WAS SO EUPHORIC TO HAVE SOLID PERSONALITY! TO BE ABLE TO KNOW SOMETHING ABOUT MYSELF AND BE ABLE TO ACT ON THAT KNOLEGE IN A WAY THAT WAS AUTHENTIC TO MY EXPERIENCE AND NOT JUST A VAGUE RECONSTRUCTION!

I couldnt find alot of relevant info online though. I read about systems with BPD and how that can work, BPD systems wich im not sure if that aplies to me based on how the relevant beings described their experience

This reddit... thing? (Idk how reddit works).

Also this:

It feels like this is seen as a undesirable state but

I WANNA GET BACK TO THAT!

I read that besides multiplicity being used as a synonim for plurality (so many 'y' my poor dyslexia) its also a controvertial comunity where people who arent plural in the traditional sence do plurality(?). Idk what the drama is there but that sounded like something that could help me. Couldnt find them on tumblr.

My therapyst recomended the acronim LOVE U (locate, observe, validate, exept, update) for some unrelated partswork and that sounds like it could be helpfull for this too.

ANY RECOMENDATIONS?

[aomusicusa]

Living with Multiple Sclerosis - A Guide for Patients, Families and Caregivers

[andhumanslovedstories]

The healthcare strike in Portland, Oregon is in its third week with no clear end in sight. Front-line caregivers with the Providence Healthcare System negotiating union contracts at multiple hospitals that would improve employee working conditions and protect legally-mandated nurse:patient ratios so nurses don't get assigned an unmanageable and unsafe number of patients per shift. There's been some progress with negotiations, and the governor of the state is putting pressure on both sides to end the strike soon, but Providence continues to hold out on key issues.

As a float pool nurse, every shift I go to whatever floor is understaffed. In nearly every unit I've been to, there have been patients who still be in the ICU, getting one to one care. But because we don't have enough critical care staff, we transfer them to lower levels of care so that even sicker patients can get beds. This is not safe for patients or staff. And it's not just medical safety. It takes time to talk out a problem instead of calling security, or to help someone with severe mobility issues go to the bathroom, or to sit with someone crying. The kind of care that makes you feel like a person, not just a patient, takes time. The more patients I have per shift, the less time I have for each of them.

A strike is our strongest negotiating tactic. And as long as we're on strike, we're not getting paid. The longer you don't get paid, the harder it is to not cross the picket line. We're already out two paychecks so far. A lot of people cannot afford to lose that much income. As the primary income earner for our household: GOD I would love to make money again. That is what Providence is banking on. They're losing a TON of money during this strike, but they've got deeper pockets than their workers. They are betting that they can survive the strike longer than the union can.

You can support the strike by donating to the Oregon Nurses Association's hardship fund which provides money to caregivers so they don't have to scab. (I'll put a link in a reblog I'll make right after posting this.) There's also a public petition you can sign that I'll also link. And if you're in the Portland area, we've got picket lines at like nine different places at any given point. Even just awareness is helpful. Providence wants people to be angry at the striking healthcare workers, not them.

[madtomedgar]

Was looking forward to the roommate being gone this weekend and instead I'm probably going to be doing round the clock care for her AGAIN while waiting to get sick myself and then still doing it while sick so that's fun.

[steampunk-raven]

had a pretty good doctor appointment today :]

[ceceilum]

Toriel slander trending again? Color me shocked

I’m not even a little surprised to see Toriel (a maternal figure) suddenly getting backlash across multiple platforms.

The Dreemurr family dynamic in UT is already emotionally dense the more you sit with it, but Toriel, while often beloved is still often flattened in fandom into a one-dimensional “overprotective mom” trope. At first glance? Sure. But there’s so much more going on there.

One thing I think fandom consistently overlooks is that Toriel Dreemurr is severely depressed. And that’s something she actually shares with Sans (beyond their shared love of puns)

We know from UT that Toriel didn’t abandon her people right after the death of her children. She stayed. She left only when Asgore declared war. That’s what broke her. Even Flowey tells us that Toriel retrieved Chara’s body and gave them a proper burial before isolating herself in the Ruins. There, she ends up caring for not one, but six more human children. And ends up carrying six more deaths.

And yet when we, as Frisk, fall into the Ruins, Toriel is still kind. Still warm. Still trying. She tries to keep her distance, but ultimately she cares too much. She begs us to stay. She fights us, but if we spare her, she lets us go. Like?? That’s already a deeply complex character.

We also know from Gerson that she was once a serious ruler. And then you have the nose nuzzling championship trophy at Asgore’s house. She’s loving. She’s strict. She’s grieving. She’s lost almost everything, but she never stops trying to love.

But it’s in DR where we finally get to see Toriel outside the grief.

She has college memories. A social history. She’s described by Rudy as “fuzzy n’ sweet on the outside, a TOTAL NUT on the inside.” She can be judgmental (whose mom isn’t, honestly?) but we also see how much she cares about Kris. She reads parenting books. She becomes the primary caregiver after her separation from Asgore. She’s doing her best while juggling divorce, a full-time job, and a household.

And yeah, she misses stuff. Like the bullying. But if you’ve ever known a single working mom IRL, this is very real.

Parents can love you deeply and still not know everything happening in your world. Especially teens like Kris, who are actively withdrawing.

And then Chapter 4 hits.

People are divided on the ending, but I think it was brilliant. We go from high stakes cosmic weirdness back to Kris’s reality.

Their mom is having fun… without them. And it HURTS.

But that’s not the full picture. That’s Kris’s perspective.

If you’re a teen of divorce, or any kid with a single parent who finally starts to move on, yeah, It sucks. It feels like a betrayal. Because you can’t yet see the complexity. You can’t understand that your mom is her own person, trying to find joy again.

Because to you, she’s just your mom. And you feel left behind.

tl;dr: Toriel is one of the most layered characters in the Undertale/Deltarune universe. She’s grieving, trying, sometimes failing, always loving. She doesn’t deserve the hate, if anything she deserves empathy.