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amloveabledeathmo · 9 hours
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oh wow! hey if you take pills check this out. new medicine taking meta just dropped.
according to these models, out of the 4 tested postures, the best position to digest pills is laying on your right side. standing upright has a similar time to laying in your back at twice as much as laying on the right side, and laying on the left side is the slowest by far.
laying on right side: pill dissolves in around 10 minutes.
standing: pill dissolves in 23 minutes. laying on the back has a similar time.
laying on left side: pill dissolves in up to 100 minutes.
https://doi.org/10.1063/5.0096877
definitely worth a lot more research.
if you want your medicine to kick in fast, try laying on your right side! if you want your medicine to kick in slower, try laying on your left side.
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amloveabledeathmo · 9 hours
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the cassarric brainrot is back so I’ve been trying to figure out how to draw them again
(sneaking some spicy art in there too 👀)
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amloveabledeathmo · 15 hours
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the idea that restrooms, locker rooms, etc need to be single-sex spaces in order for women to be safe is patriarchy's way of signalling to men & boys that society doesn't expect them to behave themselves around women. it is directly antifeminist. it would be antifeminist even if trans people did not exist. a feminist society would demand that women should be safe in all spaces even when there are men there.
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amloveabledeathmo · 18 hours
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Non spoonies don’t get it.
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amloveabledeathmo · 19 hours
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people misunderstand what ‘gifted kid’ actually means but it’s ok it’s fine it’s cool it’s good
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The Golden Girls - 2.11 - ‘Twas the Nightmare Before Christmas
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Sunday Hobbit Prompt
“Thorin…”
“What? What can you possibly say to make this better?”
“…You would have done the same if you were in my place.”
“No, Bilbo. I would have never betrayed the one I love.”
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One of the most memorable interactions was Saturday. Into our booth strolls a small family, tempted by free samples of freshly brewed tea. We chatter and give them the spiel, that the tea is character merch and we’re a cozy health-based app called Forage Friends.
The young girl zeroes in on our pride pins.
“They have my pin!” She says excitedly. “They have my flag!”
The dad blinks. He is surprised, but also calm and positive when he sees it’s the lesbian flag. “Oh. That’s… different from what you told me.”
“That was months ago, dad.” And she rolls her eyes. Definitely a teenager.
I turn to him and say, “Yeah, dad.” And we share a little laugh about it.
He says, “No, it’s great. That’s amazing, honey. It was just news to me.”
“Well, I guess I just decided to stop lying to myself. About liking guys. Like right now.”
A little lesbian just came out to her dad and he was super cool about it.
I’m standing there in my tie-dye mask and my cheery blue apron pouring tea and making small talk and I’m trying really hard not to cry or compare it to my experience, the fire & brimstone, the disgust, the conditional acceptance as long as I never bring it up.
So as this beautiful bonding is going on, the girl’s even younger brother turns his gaze around. He’s in a snorlax hoodie and bored and wants to go look at the swords across the hall. But on the other side of our booth….
“WHY DO PEOPLE DRAW THAT?” He asks loudly, and we all turn to our neighboring booth.
Our neighbors were extremely lovely people. Every time we had a break we would talk, and we became good friends over the weekend. They kept apologizing that their booth was next to ours and we kept repeating that it was totally fine. Their booth was great. I even bought their merchandise.
The thing that was so contentious, that they felt the need to apologize for, was that they were selling explicit titty hentai stickers of popular characters. They were censored with little yellow R18 labels but the content was very clear.
So back to the family: I freeze and immediately go somewhere else to let dad handle this question. With adult customers I’ve been loud and positive about our neighbors. (“Man, how has it been boothing next to them?” It’s been great! They bring a lot of foot traffic and they’re kind and wonderful professional neighbors. If anything it’s a fun juxtaposition. We believe in artistic freedom. I bought a sticker too!)
But this is a kid, it’s not my place to explain anything…. But I was extremely curious about what this chill dad would say.
“Well,” dad says with a long measured silence between each word. “Sometimes people are horny.”
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"irreversible side effects of HRT" all of life is irreversible. i cannot go back a single second in time
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The reason why politicians don't institute UBI or free housing is not *only* based on conservative values. It's not because they don't know it would be better for the economy. It's because the threat of homelessness and starvation are a cudgel they can use to beat the working class into submission.
They *know* that it would be better for everyone, and they don't want that. They want the power to oppress and control others.
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Just really really unhappy with all the medical stuff. Just so many technically little issues but it's really messed with my brain which already has problems and I've had 3 panic attacks just from trying to deal with it all.
Day of surgery we asked what papers to sign to get all the stuff they removed and we said we did not want it to go to pathology. Every person we talked to had no clue about any of it and then when we were leaving they said we couldn't take the stuff because it was too late so the people who would be able to give it to us were gone. Called the next day and they had sent it to pathology. It's been much longer than they said it would take and went and picked it up and they did not give us the mass back.
Just from the way I was raised I need proof that things were really that bad (no this does not apply to anyone else just myself) and even though Dr's have said the mass was large and 15 cm that doesn't really mean anything to me. Was it truly as bad as I felt it was? How big is 15 cm, was that round or just the biggest part?
Also my anxiety and depression has been even worse than before. Why does nothing ever go smoothly for me and yet doesn't go so terrible that I feel justified with my complaints?
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If you dare come at me about banning straws, I will throw you into the sun cannon. I’m disabled, I’m crippled, I need disposable plastic straws, and all those pricey ridiculous alternatives aren’t working as well. Plastic straws were invented for the disabled.
Way to shit all over a vital access need because you think straws are worse than corporate greed.
We all care about the turtles, the seals, the oceans, obviously. Notice how the easiest thing to yell about was something that would barely affect anything but appealed heavily to emotional discourse.
The disabled community is huge, and it can be joined by anyone. Most of those As Seen On TV products were invented for us. Society still mocks us and ignores us, and often outright harms us in multiple ways.
Communicate better. Listen better. But stop putting us out in the cold because you are inconvenienced by our simplest needs.
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Hey btw this is a pro mary sue/"cringy" oc blog. You're creating! You're having fun! That's all that matters and I'm proud of you.
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