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willowreader · 3 months
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It is almost impossible to find this vaccine in Canada. Why?
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wikipediapictures · 2 years
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Rabies vaccine
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TW: mentions of injections/needles
You know how injections are supposed to be easier the second time bc you know what to expect
Well whoever told me that is a dirty liar
I was supposed to have two injections in school but I only ended up having one because my brain physically couldn’t deal with the stress
So I had to go to the doctor’s today to have the second injection (I was meant to go 2 days ago but the computer system fked up and she nearly gave me the wrong injection so we had to delay it) and I was really scared because I have a phobia of injections anyway and the fact that everyone in school said the second one was a LOT more painful didn’t help at all
When I was in school (surrounded by loads of people and in a situation that would usually give me loads of anxiety) I took about 5 minutes to let the nurse give me the injection, I was crying but overall I was fine
Today (I was just in a room with the nurse and my mum) I was sat in the chair for at least half an hour literally breaking down and on the verge of a panic attack because my mum was trying to get me to say yes to the injection and I physically couldn’t because I was so scared and if that nurse brought that needle 1mm closer to me I was going to die
So me and my mum went home (she was stressed and annoyed at the time but now we’re both fine) and I googled how to overcome a fear of injections and a question came up saying “which is the most painful injection?” So I click on it and which injection is it?
The first injection
The one the nurse at school gave me
I worked myself up over fking nothing
So yeah today was fun and you’re probably not interested in my fear of injections (why have you read all this lol) so that’s all I have to say bye
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paxlovid · 1 year
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Moderna COVID-19 vaccine, 5ml vial
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jccheapalier · 9 months
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Are We Living on Stolen Land?
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motekelm · 1 year
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March Viral Madness & Covid Update
New blog post on the latest viral March madness. Nothing earth shattering, just a reminder of good practices :)
4 year old in the ER getting medication and oxygen via a mask COVID has had a significant impact on children’s lives, but the world seems to be moving on and returning to a pre-pandemic baseline. Still, there are many things we have learned from the pandemic, and should continue to do to keep ourselves, our children, and our communities safe from catching Covid-19, influenza, RSV, norovirus,…
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i-am-still-bb · 2 years
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Whumptober 2022 - No. 12 - Rusty Nail
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“Come on!” Kili shouted and gestured impatiently for Fili to walk faster.
“I’m old!” Fili groaned dramatically. He dragged his feet slower.
Kili rushed back and grabbed Fili’s hand. “Come on!” he grunted as he half-dragged Fili up the hill.
Fili stopped pulling against Kili’s insistent tugs. “What’s so important?”
“Remember Oscar?”
“The old man who threw rocks at you when he stepped on his lawn?” Fili furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “What about him?”
“And he gave out apples and sugar-free gum on Halloween,” Kili added.
“Okay,” Fili dragged out the word. “He was a dick, but what about him?”
Kili’s eyes brightened at Fili’s words, glad to be treated like an equal rather than an annoying little brother. “He died,” Kili said gleefully.
“And?” Fili prompted. Kili was simply adding to his confusion instead of alleviating it.
“I want to show you!” Kili started walking faster.
“Did someone T.P. the whole house?”
“Better!”
“What?”
“Just hurry up!” Kili dropped Fili’s hand and disappeared over the ridge that separated their back forest from Oscar’s property.
Fili, not convinced of the urgency, slowed his pace. Frustrating Kili was an old habit that could not easily be broken.
When he crested the ridge he saw Oscar’s house sat among a copse of trees. If Kili had not told him that Oscar had died Fili would not have been able to guess it. The garden had always been overgrown and wild. Fili actually preferred it to the carefully tended gardens at the “family home” where his uncle lived. Not a single shrub was allowed to grow an errant leaf under the watchful guard of the gardener.
Kili was nearly down to the house already. His downhill run more of a controlled fall than anything else.
“Kili! Wait!” Fili shouted. He started to walk faster. The straps of his sandals dug into the soft spots between his toes as he descended the hill. He had worn boots for most of the summer while he was working (and living) as a camp counselor and his feet were still soft  and pale below his sock tan line even though it was late August.
Kili did not listen. If anything it seemed to Fili like Kili sped up.
Kili had disappeared through the open front door by the time Fili reached the door.
“Kili!”
Fili opened the front door. Its hinges squealed.
“Kili! This is trespassing! We need to leave!” Fili shouted as he took a few steps into what had been Oscar’s living room.
It was clear that Kili was not the only kid who had spent the summer trespassing. Cigarette butts, beer bottles, condom wrappers, and other trash filled the corners of the room. There was also graffiti covering many of the walls.
“Kili!” Fili shouted again. His patience waning.
There was no response, but there was a crash and a quick creaking of floorboards from upstairs.
Fili quickly climbed the stairs, intent on dragging his brother from the abandoned house by his ankles if need be.
“Kili, come on. You’ve shown me. Let’s go.” Fili turned the corner at the top of the stairs to look down a long hallway. He paused, but when he heard a pained gasp from one of the rooms at the other end he sprinted, no longer worried about rotting floorboards or anything else.
“Are you alright?” Fili asked before he even saw what had happened.
“I think so.” Kili’s voice was quiet and it shook a little. He was standing to the side of the small room that was filled with large sheets of sheet metal, boards with nails driven through them, and bits of broken furniture. He cradled his arm to his chest where Fili could see a long cut that was bleeding. Bright red drops already marked the floor by Kili’s feet.
“What did you cut it on?” Fili asked. There were many things in the room that were capable of the scratch, some more dangerous than others.
Kili gestured with his elbow.
And Fili saw it. One of the boards full of nails had been knocked over and drops of blood were visible on the pointed ends of the nails.
“We have to go. Now,” Fili snapped, his voice firm. He pulled off his t-shirt and wrapped it around Kili’s arm.
“Oww!” Kili flinched and pulled away.
“For the bleeding,” Fili said brusquely. “We have to go now.”
“Why? It’s just a scratch.”
“From a rusty nail. Rusty nails can give you tetanus.”
“What’s that?” Kili’s eyes were wide.
Fili opened his mouth to respond, but decided that it was better to not describe tetanus. “A disease. But a doctor can give you a shot. And then it won’t happen.”
“What happens if I don’t get the shot? Do I get tetanus?”
“You’re getting the shot,” Fili bodily moved Kili out the door and down the hall.
“I don’t like shots,” Kili protested.
“Tough cookies.”
This over the hill it was Fili hurrying Kili, who was dragging his feet, along.
“Shouldn’t we see if Mom says I need a shot?” Kili protested when Fili opened the passenger door of his rusty coupe.
“She’ll say that you do. Get in.”
“I don’t think you can be shirtless at the doctor’s office,” Kili offered weakly as he climbed into the passenger seat and buckled his seatbelt.
“I…” Fili peered into the back seat of his car. “I’ve got a spare.” He pulled the flannel shirt that still smelled like smoke and had holes around the cuffs from the back sit and put it on before getting in and buckling his own seatbelt.
“This isn’t the way to the doctors,” Kili pointed out several minutes into the drive.
“Uh. We’re going to the hospital.” Fili quickly hoped that he still had the insurance card in his wallet. His mother had insisted that he have one in case something happened to him while he was working at camp.
Kili’s eyes go wide. He holds his arm tight to his chest and says nothing more.
“Hey,” Fili tried to reassure Kili while keeping his eyes on the road. “It’ll just be a shot, maybe some stitches. You might get a cool scar?”
“I don’t want a scar,” Kili said obstinately.
Fili reversed course. “Then you probably won’t get one.”
Neither said much for the rest of the drive or for their time in the waiting room. There was a shot. And there were stitches. Seven stitches to be precise. And then there was a Tootsie Roll pop. And Kili laughed about the tear marks and snot that he had left of Fili’s shirt while the doctor had done the stitching.
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fruitpeels · 3 months
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Had breakfast with my folks the other day
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kelocitta · 3 days
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Small artists you need to understand that when you see an artist who you think has 'made it' tells you not to worry about the numbers and to not fret about getting more likes than reblogs they are not telling you it because they think you are stupid for caring or because they dont need to network to survive they are very likely telling you that because they have witnessed first hand the way the numbers game tears people to shreds in terms of mental health and motivation
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exoflash · 4 months
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a concerning amount of witchblr will be like "um actually new years was stolen by europeans from the ancient god scroobus mcdoobus" and then you actually try to research scroobus mcdoobus and it turns out he was invented in the 1940s by a conspiracy theorist who powdered every meal with ketamine and thinks that queer people are reincarnated fish
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wikipediapictures · 2 years
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Pertussis vaccine
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dirt-mccracken · 5 months
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As much as I want to be a wholly joyous about the fact that Henry Kissinger is finally fucking dead, as he deserves... There's a lot of me that can't help being upset with. With the fact that he lived to 100 years old. He got better medical care, better housing, and a better, more stable life for those 100 years than billions on this planet ever going to see and he did it specifically through exploitation, state sanctioned murder, and lies. He lived to 100 years comfortably on a legacy of violence that rarely threatened his personal comfort. I want to be joyous that he's finally dead, because the world IS better with him dead, but the reality is he won a long time ago.
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cigaretteuncle · 5 months
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rb and tell me what’s your most re watched movie.. and be honest
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pressnewsagencyllc · 22 days
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No Increased Stroke Risk After COVID-19 Bivalent Vaccine
TOPLINE: Receipt of the bivalent COVID-19 vaccine was not associated with an increased stroke risk in the first 6 weeks after vaccination with either the Pfizer or Moderna vaccines, a new study of Medicare beneficiaries showed. METHODOLOGY: The analysis included 5.4 million people age ≥ 65 years who received either the Pfizer-BioNTech COVID-19 bivalent vaccine or the Moderna bivalent vaccine, or…
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taikatalvittu · 27 days
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The Necessary Overview to Vitamins and Minerals: Opening the Power of Nutrition for Ideal Wellness
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zarapharmacy · 1 month
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The Pharmacy’s Crucial Role in Community Health
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