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carlocarrasco · 9 months
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Bivalent COVID-19 vaccines for general population allowed
More patients around the country can avail of the bivalent vaccines for COVID-19 as a result of the Department of Health’s (DOH) revision of its guidelines, according to a Manila Times news report. This developed as less than 50% of the initial batch of bivalent vaccines have been used on patients limited to health care workers and senior citizens. To put things in perspective, posted below is…
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tetrafelino · 1 year
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I hate fevers so much I would rather have burnt my hand with oil again that was so much better to deal with
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nephsech · 2 years
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im making SLIPKNOT FANART do not disturb my genius
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loversarcanas · 1 year
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autistic-shaiapouf · 2 years
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Thinking about how I actually am going back to work and I'm not looking forward to it
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snowangeldotmp3 · 2 years
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got my covid booster yesterday and my brain is currently tv snow. this has never happened b4 wtf
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Did anybody else get their 3rd booster Covid shot and the flu shot together and felt like death when you got home?
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u2hearts · 2 years
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Only Wednesday..,
I got a Covid booster and flu shot on Saturday. I was down for the count for almost 2 days. I’m doing better now. I thankfully made the decision to cancel occupational therapy for the morning. I was feeling better but I think I still needed the day to recoup. I didn’t even exercise, you know that’s saying a lot for me. As I laid in bed somewhat sleeping Monday morning, my new aide once again…
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jd07201990 · 4 months
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One might think I went a little overboard when I used my talents, to give my old college buddy Charles Wentworth II, the son he'd always wanted. Life threw him a curveball when his little boy just, stayed little. It took only 8 months to change that.
At 19, he was almost fae. 5'4" 110lbs soaking wet, the 3rd Charles in the line was thin, lithe, soft-tempered and good mannered. Clean and neat, always top of his class, the boy was head of the Student Council in High School, when his Father hoped he'd have excelled in Football, the same as his old man.
Charles II knew I'd gone into psychiatry out of college, majoring in Behavioral Studies with a minor in biochemistry. He'd seen what I could do to a person with just 10 minutes of talking. Out like a light, I'd fill their heads with all sorts of triggers, innocent fun to make the guys in the dorms laugh.
But Charles II knew where my interests really were. Behavioral Modification. He'd only seen this one time during our school days, when I tranced Jimmy Palter, the school's most annoying nerd, and by graduation, he'd packed on 50lbs, mostly in his belly, dressed like a hick, and went off to drive Big-Rigs across the country, adding notches to his creaking belt as he screwed his way across country, bedding pretty Diner girls as he hauled goods for my Dad's transport company. Last I'd checked, he was still trucking, with a wife and 5 kids somewhere out west.
Anyway, the strapping young stud you see here, with absolutely no intelligent thought behind those handsome eyes, is Charles Wentworth III. Or, as he preffers now, Chett. Sometimes his football buddies call him Chetworth, but one headlock with their faces pressed to his sweaty pits is enough to stop even the strongest of them, at least for a while. He's an aggressive, hot-blooded powerhouse, and doesn't let anyone forget it.
It had only taken an hour to wriggle my influence into his good natured, innocent mind. His father had asked him to come see me, and an hour later, the boy was thrilled to have sessions with me every day for the foreseeable future. I'd given him a perscription for what he was convinced were vitamins, but were really prototype HGH and Testosterone boosters a friend at a Pharma-Lab in Serbia gives to, well, select clientelle, with the agreement that we send the results asap. Some of this stuff may as well be nuclear Hormone-bombs, its no wonder the FDA refuses to even look at it!
So, A month in, and the boy was a nervous wreck. Trembling with excess energy, his feet tapped anciously during the first sessions, the supplements and my trances sending his body into overdrive. He said he felt like he was on fire, all the time, hot and clammy, and that his body tingled, pent up, wound tight like a spring. I let him suffer with this for a few weeks, I watched as the confusion led to annoyance, and he finally came to my office in the middle of the day, skipping class for the first time in his life, asking me for help. I tried to hid the wicked smirk on my face, and really got down to it. It was easy to drop him down into trance, and from there, My work really began.
4 months in, Chett had gotten a bit of weight on him, his body now tight and toned, working out alone when the gym was empty. The supplements really kicked his body into overdrive, sweat poured from him, soaking his shirts and shorts. He'd complained about it for only a short time, until I convinced him that was the smell of Effort. Of athletic Prowess. Of well-worked Male. As usual, anything I said became the truth, and I soon found him taking sniffs of himself after working out, flexing absentmindedly as he noticed the changes to his body.
By the 6th month, the supplements had shot through his body, setting it into a second puberty of sorts. He grew taller, hitting 6', his legs long with a solid densness that rivaled some of the soccer players. His torso was like a marble statue, each muscle easily traced, as he had very little bodyfat. The Chett was stuffing himself with pritein and calories at my suggestion, really pushing for some size, but his pesky metabolism just wouldn't let him bulk. His father decided that, "Behemoth" as the original plan had intended, wasn't necessary, and we went with "Classic All American Boy" instead. What began as a shrimpy welp, turned into a marble stature, then the beginnings of a diamond-cut stud.
His shoulders widened, giving him that perfect masculine taper, while his face lost its boyish softness, replaced with sharper, more intensly sharp features. His size 7s grew quickly, his feet ruinding sneakers left and right, until he'd leveled off at a wide size 13. His chest began to grow a smattering of hair, his pits were thick, dense wiry bushes. He had that Pretty-Boy look. Fuzzy in all the right places. Sure, he reeked like a Varsity Locker room, but hey, Charles II wanted an athletic son, he knows from our own college days what that entials.
I could see the Sorority Girls and cheerleaders beginning to take notice, but for now, I'd kept Chett firmly away from women. That would come later. I recieved several new prototype supplements, each targeting a different system of the body. By the time he'd finished taking these, he was 6'2" 170, a tall, well built stallion, with nothing but the gym and my trances to quell the neverending storm of energy and hormones flooding his system. He was pent up, on edge, ready to go off anytime. And I knew just what I had to do.
I'd had him on edge for the last 8 monnths. his grades slipped until he nearly got ckicked from school. Luckily, I miraculously had a place for him on the Football team. And he eagerly joined, wanting nothing more than to try and burn off all the aggression on the field. He was a beast from his first practice, I'd programmed everything he'd ever need to know about the game into his mind for months. He absolutley plowed through opponents. It was incredible to see.
I finally let the damn break after a hard-fought summer Game. he'd performed just as I expected. Like a perfectly trained, expert player. Nobody would ever guess Chett had ever been a weedy little boy. Expecially not after I'd set him loose, allowing him to notice the girls all over the field, cheering and buoncing about from player to player. when Sandra Rinaldi, heir to an immense national Grocer's fortune slid up to him, pushing the sweaty hair from his eyes, he couldn't help it. One look at her, and he pounced, kissing her hard right there in the field. 8 months of hormones and denial had been released.
From what I learned through locker room talk in the days following, Chett had given Sandra quite the workout that night, and every day since. Although the two weren't exclusive, Chett tending to get his dick wet anytime, anywhere, with anyone just as programmed, Chett seemed to have a natural incling toward her, and ended up asking her to marry him just after graduation, his father thrilled at the possibility of grandkids and Sandra's inheritence bolstering their own family's fortune.
From tiny waif of a boy, to a true blue American Stud, Charles Wentworth III was now both satisfied and thrilled with his family's future. His strapping, handsome Jock of a son made him proud, cleaning up well for his father to parade him around Gala's and business events, other big-wigs taking notice of the Wentworth's "good genes", not knowing what it took to build the boy up as you see here.
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I’ve been to that Six Flags a few times. We’re not safe anywhere thanks to Republicans, the NRA, and the Russian oligarchs that fund them.
The red state South has become a disgrace and an international embarrassment. UN observers even reported a few years back that the old Confederacy boasted the worst poverty and infant mortality rates seen outside lawless failed 3rd world states. They need to stop their mindless boosterism and regional separatist ideas already and make their region safe and prosperous for all. Northern and Western tax dollars can’t indefinitely be wasted propping up this redneck Somalia.
Southern Republicans must be removed from power!
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kernyen-xo · 7 months
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My Friday pose:
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Ooh, my hair is shiny!
I’m finally getting a flu shot today. I’m going to try and get the 3rd Covid booster as well. Might as well get it over with.
I’m already thinking about Thanksgiving. It will just be me and the kid. All I know is I don’t feel like cooking, just the eating part :D
Someone just made popcorn. Now the entire office smells like a movie theater. Thank goodness it wasn’t burned.
I’m feeling antsy because I’ll be getting needles jabbed into my arm very soon.
Also, my eyebrows itch. I just shared something that is dumb. So, count yourself lucky.
I should get going before I antsy myself into a panic attack.
Toodles!
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carlocarrasco · 11 months
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COVID-19 Crisis: Bivalent vaccines in Muntinlupa City
Recently in the progressive City of Muntinlupa, the City Government officially launched the local rollout of bivalent COVID-19 vaccines starting with the health workers, according to a Manila Bulletin news report. To put things in perspective, posted below is the excerpt from the Manila Bulletin news report. Some parts in boldface… The Muntinlupa City government rolled out the administration of…
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socialistexan · 9 months
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Hey y'all, quick question on COVID vaccine stuff, I'm going on a trip soon and I wanted to get a 2nd bivalent booster (3rd booster, 5th over all shot), but none of the pharmacy websites are allowing me to even schedule a shot. I am high risk because I'm asthmatic and fall into a couple of the other "high risk" categories (depression/bipolar), but apparently that's not enough to be eligible?
I was hoping to go tomorrow, but I guess not.
Has anyone gotten a second bivalent booster yet?
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arugula2048 · 5 months
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should i schedule a flu, covid, and 3rd booster/vaccine shot all on the same day, vote now on your phones
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nostroviadrop · 1 year
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Got my covid booster and flu shot but caught another mysterious 3rd thing
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bamfspock · 2 years
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Just got my 3rd covid vaccine booster (bivalent). Since the vax cards only have 4 slots I now have a 2nd card, and I feel like I should get something for filling the 1st, like when you get all the little boxes on the card from the pizza place stamped so you get a free slice. I should get a free shot at an antivaxxer with a water balloon. Or maybe a foam sword. The sword will be named 'The Educator'.
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