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gazs-blue-hat · 9 months

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Injections and Ivermectin part 1 (Small Town UA) Simon"Ghost" Riley X Reader (Tens)

Tw- Livestock, slight mention of medical procedures, Ghost being kind. Canon-Typical Language

An- Continuation of my Small town UA. Read the other parts in Sunflowers and Shotguns to understand absolutely everything! I'm always open to answer questions and brainstorm! Once again, thank you @ghouljams for inspiring me to write these pieces

Word Count: 2,700

Summary: A New SO appears, this time with a medical bag and eyes for a masked stranger

I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO ANYBODY HERE OR ON ANOTHER SITE TO REPOST, COPY, TRANSLATE OR FEED MY WORK TO AN A.I OF ANY KIND.

You were sitting in your office, examining a small duck who had fallen in an open oil pan. It quacked and wiggled in your grip but you made soft cooing sounds to the bird to calm it down. Your concentration was rudely interrupted by the ringing of the phone on your desk. You reached over and bumped the speaker button. "Veterinarian's Office, may I ask who is speaking?" You asked loudly over the sound of the disgruntled duckling. A familiar laugh came over the phone. "Got your hands full today Tens?" Lamb's voice said from the receiver. You chuckled softly and nodded. "You could say that again. Jefferson left his oil pans out again and a little duckling wasn't paying as much attention as he should have been." You snicker. Lamb laughed and you heard the sound of disgruntled male voices in the background. "Got company over Lamb?" You asked, quirking up an eyebrow. Lam wasn't one who liked to have company over that wasn't part of their squad. They had been friends for years and have been through thick and thin.

"Oh yes...Kate being Kate. She needed a place for some people to stay and I owed her a favor." Lamb sighed. You nodded in understanding, Kate Laswell was a name you knew very very well and also respected. "Makes sense. Now, why did you call me? Surely it wasn't just to heat my voice." You said with a smile. You heard Lamb scolding someone in the background and you chuckled. Old habits die hard it seemed. You heard a faintly Scottish sounding voice and you again quirked up an eyebrow. A Scot, how interesting. "Sorry about that, some boys don't know how to sweep floors." You heard lamb scold. More mumbled apologies sounded in the background. Lamb signed loudly and you couldn't help smile fondly. "It's alright Lamb, I get it. I've been meaning to ask, how's that new leg of yours treating you?" You ask softly. You knew Lamb's leg was a rough subject, you had been there when she lost it. "Stump still aches like it did before. I love the new design though, very flexible. Sometimes I miss the older model that wasn't as obvious but this one allows me to bend over much easier." She replied. You nodded and continued to scrub the duckling, who had since calmed down. "Anyway, I was wondering if you could come out here and check on Moosie for me. She's not eating right and is constantly tired. I know this is her first calf so I wanted to make sure everything was okay in that department." She said softly. You hummed in the affirmative. Lamb had always been so loving with her animals. "Of course, I'll be there in about an hour. Anything I should be aware of?" You asked as you began to dry the now cleaned duckling. Lamb thought for a moment before sighing.

"There's four of them here Tens, I dunno how I feel about it all. Just...watch your six." Lamb said softly. You nodded as you placed the duckling under a warm lamp with a blanket. He cuddled up into the fabric and quickly went off to sleep.

"Got it. See you soon." You said as you hung up the phone. Lamb always was cautious and usually for good reason.

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As promised, it only took you about an hour to get to Lamb's place. Unlike her, you didn't like using a car to get there. There was a back trail from your clinic to the farm so larger trucks carrying trailers could get back there. You simply used your trusty horse to get you there. As you made your way to the Southern fence, you noticed a large man standing there in wait for your arrival. He wore a black surgical mask on his face but you didn't question that. A lot of folks who worked in special ops liked to keep their faces hidden to remain private.

"You the vet?" The large man asked. He was tall, much taller than Lamb or yourself. He also looked incredibly strong, strong enough to...you dismissed those thoughts quickly. You were here on a job, not to be flirty. You nodded and had your horse delicately jump over the shorter part of the fence. This was something you two had done so many times, you hardly had to prompt the beast anymore. "Yes Sir, call me 'Tens'." You introduced. The man nodded and looked over your horse, you could tell from his expression that he was examining the large animal. "Lamb wanted me to check out her cows. Do you know where they're at?" You asked as you got off your horse to allow it to prance around the field for a while. For some reason, she always enjoyed Lamb's fields over the one you had back at your place. "Yeah, in the eastern paddock. She told me to wait for you here and lead you to 'em." He explained. You nodded, removing your medical bag from the back of your horse. You watched the masked stranger raise his eyebrows at the little animal patches you had all over it. "Interesting bag. You make those patches?" He asked. You smile widely. "Yes I did! Thank you for noticing! I like to make and design patches when I'm bored. I usually have my friend help me design them while I just kind of make the final product." You explain as you heft the bag over your shoulder. or...you try and heft it over your shoulder. The large British man simply takes the bag from you and carries it like it weighs nothing. "Never live it down if I had a lady carry her own bag." He grumbled. You smiled and felt a little blood rush to your cheeks. You allowed him to lead you to the pasture where the cows were grazing. Like Lamb had said, Moosie was just laying in the grass, not eating like she usually did. You frowned deeply as you made your way to kneel next to the large animal. The tall man, who had introduced himself as 'Ghost' followed behind you silently. Without being asked, he placed the medical bag next to you on the ground and stood behind you, blocking your form from the sun. "Hey there mama. You not feeling good?" You mumbled as you got out your tools to start the diagnosis. You knew she was due in a month or two and the symptoms were slightly worrisome. You gently continued to examine the cow for an hour or so, unaware of the man slowly moving behind you to make sure the sun remained off of your head.

He silently watched you work with a curiosity that surprised him. He had no idea why he was so....enraptured with how you worked. Your hands were gentle and soft to the animal and you spoke to it like a person. He had a few questions he wanted to ask you but he figured that could wait until you were done with the job you came here to do. "Oh Moosie...I'm so sorry. I'll try and make this as comfortable as possible for you okay?" you whisper. The animal simply huffs and resumes to lay on the grass. You stand and replace all of the items in your bag, a solemn look on your face. "I take it that this isn't good news?" Ghost said from behind you. You jump slightly and your hand flashes to your chest for a second, almost like you're reaching for... "No, it's not good news. She's not taking in enough nutrients to feed her calf. I was really worried about this when I first saw how big this calf is. I'll tell Lamb what I think but..." You look back at the cow, who sighs and pants in the grass. "I wouldn't say the prognosis is very good. Lamb raised Moosie from a calf. her mother kinda just...left her and Lamb took her in. This will break her heart." "Anything...we could do?" He asks, gesturing with his head towards the other members of 141 who were out playing soccer in one of the fields. You put your hands on your hips and shake your head.

"Nope. Just gotta get more food in her and either induce or wait for her to calf naturally." You explain. A figure starts walking towards you and you quickly make it out to be Lamb. With a shaky sigh, you approach your old friend, who is limping slightly. Her leg must be bothering her today. You look up to the sky and smile softly. It was gonna rain, that's why her leg hurt. "Don't tell me it's what I think it is." Lamb said softly. You nodded,

"Yeah, Pregnancy Toxemia. The calf is just draining her." You explain. Lamb cursed loudly and kicked at the grass. "Anything you can do? Or...." She asked, biting her lip with worry.

You repeat the same information to Lamb that you told Ghost. You placed your hands on Lamb's shoulders and gave her a tight hug. Ghost didn't say anything, he just watched two friends comforting one another. He could tell that your bond to Lamb was an incredibly strong one. One forged in more than just every day interactions. There was something almost...sisterly about you two.

"There's dinner on the stove back at the house. Stay over as long as you want." Lamb mumbled as she hobbled over to Moosie. She sat in the grass and placed her head on the animal's neck. You gesture for Ghost to follow you back towards the house and away from your friend, seeing as she needed some time alone. "You weren't always a Vet, were you?" he asked once you were a good distance away. Your horse was following behind, carrying your medical bag once more.

"No...no I wasn't." You say with a sigh. Of course these men would pick up on things. They were still actively trained to be observant of everything around them. You looked back at Lamb who was sobbing now, holding Moosie tightly. "You're military aren't you. That's how she lost her leg." he said softly. It was interesting to hear this large man speak in a soft voice. He walked silently as well, each footstep calculated and thought about. The very same way you walked. "Used to be. None of us are active anymore. Sure we're on reserve but they don't usually call us in." You explain. Once you get to the main fence and remove your bag, you make a clicking sound with your tongue and your horse trots over to the barn where it nudges the door. You and Ghost make your way back into the house where you remove your bag from your shoulder and place it on the ground next to your shoes. Lamb hated it when people wore shoes in the house. You heard a quiet 'woof' as a furry head poked up from the couch. "Nikon! Hey buddy!" You coo as you pet the large dog. You examine the prosthetic and make sure it wasn't giving him any trouble. He was still wearing it after a long day of herding sheep. Once you deemed it alright, you removed the leg and placed it by the front door where Lamb would see it. Ghost moved to the kitchen where he sat at the dining room table. he still had questions that he wanted answers to. You seemed to be a much more open person than Lamb was, and if he wanted to get information about her, you might be the best person to ask.

Once you entered the kitchen and got yourself a plate of food, Ghost began his questions. "You said earlier that 'they don't usually call us in.' What did you mean by that?" He asked. You took a bite of food and nodded. "Lamb and I were on a Taskforce together. There's two more members of ours in town as well. Once Lamb lost her leg, we all kind of...called it. We didn't want to keep going anymore. We said that we were either gonna get out of the game entirely or they could put us on the back-burner until they really needed us." You explain. You knew Lamb would want to keep most things secret but these men deserved to know a little about the person they were staying with. "I understand that. I assume Lamb explained who my mates and I are." He said while leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. You nodded. "Believe it or not, we all know of the 141. Our Captains are well acquainted actually. I doubt Price knows she's here...but I think she would want it to stay that way. Skip isn't one for mushy reunions and the like." You smile and look at Ghost with a mischievous look in your eye. "Lamb never would have allowed you here if she didn't know who you were. She never would have said yes if Skip didn't know Price as well as she does." You say with a smirk. Ghost had never heard the name 'Skip' mentioned by Laswell or price. he had no idea who this woman could be. "Anyway, I was the medic on our little team. Once we left, I go t certified to be a large animal vet. being in a small town though, you kinda become vet to all sorts of creatures. People who don't want to go to the real doctor often come to me for stitches and other injuries."

"That can't be legal." Ghost scoffed. You shrugged. "You tell that to a farmer who has to harvest a field of corn in two days. You can be stitched up and good to go in an hour or so. Much faster than going to the hospital that's 50 miles away. I also don't charge nearly as much as doctors do." You said with a wink. Ghost chuckles and shakes his head a bit. Being around you was...relaxing. Kind of the way it was relaxing to be around Johnny, but not quite. It was easy to let down some of his walls around you. "Anyway. I gotta get back before it starts to storm. Let Lamb know that she has a few days to make her decision about what she wants to do about Moosie. Also, give her this," You rummage in your back pocket and hold out an envelope. "Tell her that Keys found what she was looking for." He gently took the envelope and tucked it in one of his pockets. "Keys...is that another one of.." You cut him off with a nod. "Yep. She works at the Library in town. You guys should go say hi to her! She's a little bit shy but you can't shut her up once you get her going." You said with a smile. Ghost nodded and watched as you grabbed your bag from the floor, patted Nikon on the head and then stepped towards the front. Outside, thunder rumbled and the rest of his team came back in the house, all but Soap. He wasn't with the group. "Bloody fuckin' hell. Is that you Tens?!" Price asked while passing by you in the entry way. "Captain Price. Nice to see you. Wow, you're beard is looking impressive...I know someone who..." You trailed off as a buzzing sound emitted from your hip. "Always something..." You mumbled while grabbing your phone from your pocket, answering it as you left the house. "You know her Captain?" Gaz asked while wiping sweat off of his forehead. Price nodded but didn't say anything as he stomped his way to the room he had claimed. "Well shit, didn't mean to piss him off." Gaz said while shrugging off his shoes. Ghost hummed and nodded. he was still thinking about you, and how you seemed so chipper after being through hell. "Soap's out with Lamb. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he's getting sweet on her." Gaz said while plopping down next to Ghost with some food. "God help us all." Ghost mumbled before getting some food himself.

#simon riley x reader #call of duty #Small town UA #to be linked

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dontmeantobepoliticalbut · 1 year

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Just before 7 am on March 3, Danny Lemoi posted an update in his hugely popular pro-ivermectin Telegram group, Dirt Road Discussions: “HAPPY FRIDAY ALL YOU POISONOUS HORSE PASTE EATING SURVIVORS !!!”

Hours later, Lemoi was dead.

For the last decade, Lemoi had taken a daily dose of veterinary ivermectin, a dewormer designed to be used on large animals like horses and cows. In 2021, as ivermectin became a popular alternative COVID-19 treatment among anti-vaxxers, he launched what became one of the largest Telegram channels dedicated to promoting the use of it, including instructions on how to administer ivermectin to children.

But despite Lemoi’s death, the administrators of his channel are pushing his misinformation—even as his followers share their own worrying possible side effects from taking ivermectin and some question the safety of the drug.

Lemoi, a heavy equipment operator who lived in Foster, Rhode Island, “passed away unexpectedly” on March 3, according to an online obituary post by his family last week. He was survived by his parents and brother. The obituary gave no details about the cause of his death.

In the Telegram channel, administrators broke the news of his death to his followers. “Though it was obvious that Danny had the biggest heart, it was unbeknownst to him that his heart was quite literally overworking and overgrowing beyond its capacity, nearly doubled in size from what it should have been,” the admins wrote, adding: “We understand that this is going to raise questions for those who were following him.”

The admins added that Lemoi had undergone testing on his heart last year, but the results had shown no cause for concern.

Lemoi began taking the version of ivermectin designed for animals on a daily basis in 2012, after he was diagnosed with Lyme disease, according to a detailed account of his medical history he gave on a podcast last November. He said then that five months after first taking the drug, he quit all other treatments and believed ivermectin had “regenerated” his heart muscle.

During the pandemic, Ivermectin became hugely popular among anti-vaxxers, many of whom were taking and recommending the veterinary formulation of the drug, rather than the one designed for human use. While ivermectin for humans is used to treat serious illnesses like river blindness, it has repeatedly been shown to be an ineffective treatment for COVID-19.

And according to the Missouri Poison Center, ingesting large doses of ivermectin formulated for animals has a long list of side effects, including seizures, coma, lung issues, and heart problems. Veterinary ivermectin is not a cure or effective treatment for COVID, the FDA has repeatedly warned, and is highly concentrated because it is designed for large animals like horses and cows. “Such high doses can be highly toxic in humans,” the FDA cautions.

“Danny was fully convinced that his heart had regenerated after his incident with Lyme disease that almost ended in congestive heart failure,” the admins wrote, before claiming that “a family history of heart disease and chronic stress” were why his heart had ultimately become engorged. “All of his other organs were unremarkable,” the admins wrote. “And this was determined to be a death by unfortunate natural causes.”

The admins of Lemoi’s channel did not respond to VICE News’ questions about where they got their information about his death. Lemoi’s surviving family did not respond to VICE News' request for comment on the cause of his death.

But a review of Lemoi’s Telegram channels shows that many of his followers who are taking his dosage recommendations, or “protocols,” for veterinary ivermectin are experiencing numerous known side effects of taking the drug.

“I’m 4 months now and all hell’s breaking loose, all pain has hit my waist down with sciatic, shin splints, restless leg syndrome, tight sore calves & it feels like some pain in the bones,” a member wrote on Friday.

Lemoi explained away the negative side effects of taking veterinary ivermectin by describing them as “herxing,” a real term to describe an adverse response that occurs in people who take antibiotics as a treatment for Lyme disease.

“My wife has been taking ivermectin for 3 months,” a member wrote Friday. “She is being treated for autoimmune hepatitis, thyroid, and vertebrae issues. She has had some serious HERXING. Today she has a migraine, vomiting and severe stomach pain. Does anyone have any ideas how to help, and are these HERXING symptoms?”

Some members of the group are taking ivermectin not only as a treatment against COVID, but as a cure-all for almost every disease—from cancer and depression, to autism and ovarian cysts—believing that every disease is caused by a parasite that is removed from the body by ivermectin, just as animals are given the drug to treat parasitic worms like tapeworm.

Lemoi also formulated an ivermectin regimen for children, and numerous members of the group reported that they were using it. This week alone one member wrote that she had established another group for “parents of children on the spectrum, cerebral palsy, pans/panda, downs etc.,” who are using the Lemoi’s recommended children’s dosage.

When some members of the group blamed Lemoi’s death on ivermectin, they were criticized in the Telegram channel; their fellow group members claimed they were spreading misinformation.

“No one can convince me that he died because of ivermectin,” one member wrote this week. “He ultimately died because of our failed western medicine which only cares about profits and not the cure.”

Despite Lemoi’s death, administrators said this week the Telegram channel would live on, and the group is attracting new members who continue to take ivermectin despite suffering serious side effects.

“I am very new to this... I’ve been on Bimectin paste for 20 days,” one new member wrote on Friday morning, explaining that he too was suffering from Lyme disease. “I have severe chest pain. Costochondritis symptoms. Air hunger, internal tremors, brain fog, headaches on the back of my head, anxiety, depression, doom and gloominess.”

Oh...just remembering all the MAGA freaks on here that were foaming at the mouth over ivermectin and wondering why @staff never gave us a "report medical misinformation" option...

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hasanyoneseenmyspoons · 1 year

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In a private group on Telegram, parents whose children are living with a range of disabilities including autism, Asperger’s Syndrome, and Down Syndrome cheer each other on and provide support when discussing daily struggles.

But the channel’s main function isn’t actually support: It’s to promote the use of veterinary ivermectin as a treatment—and in some cases a cure—for these disabilities.

Hundreds of parents have turned to this conspiracy network, and are recommending a drug to each other that experts have repeatedly said is designed only for large animals and is so concentrated that it can be toxic when ingested by humans. In the channel, parents even share stories about their children experiencing horrific side effects from the drug, including brain fog, severe headaches, nausea, muscle pain, and seizures—and are routinely dismissed by those running the channel, who claim it’s a normal part of the ‘healing’ process.

A review of the chat’s eight-month history reveals parents complaining that their children suffer from a wide variety of side effects after taking the ivermectin paste, including: vomiting, change in complexion, seizures, lethargy, hyperactivity, agitation, and headaches.

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is-the-rat-vid-cute · 2 years

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Hi there love the blog, it's very informative and I appreciate ppl spreading the good word on rats and their care.

I do have a question though. A few days ago I checked on my boys because they were itching and noticed that they have mites in their fur... I'm currently behind on my rent and I can't afford to take them to the vet for awhile. (The last time I had to bring one to the vet it costed me a fortune, im sadly not in a good place right now). Is there anything I can do to treat them or at least alleviate the itching?? I've read that oil can smother the mites but I don't want to do anything like that without more information. Thank you!

Thank you for the ask!

I have some good news for you: external parasites are often easy to treat at home. If you’re able to see the parasites, it’s more likely that you’re dealing with lice and not mites, since mites are invisible to the naked eye. However, the treatment for them is the same.

First you’ll want to get some 1.87% ivermectin paste. This is a dewormer that is meant for horses, but in very small doses is safe for other animals as well. You should give each rat (even if they aren’t showing symptoms) a tiny bit of this on a cracker, or mixed with baby food or apple sauce. If your rat weighs less than 1 lb (or about less than 450 grams), give an amount that’s half the size of a grain of rice. If your rat weighs more than 1 lb (or about 450+ grams), give them an amount that’s about the size of a grain of rice. Dosing meds like this by yourself can be scary at first, but this website has some good info on how it works as well as scientific references at the bottom if you’d like to read further. It’s a pretty safe medication, just don’t use it with pregnant or lactating rats, or baby rats.

You’ll want to repeat this treatment once a week, for three weeks. Additionally, you’ll need to deep-clean the entire cage on the same day as you dose the ivermectin, and again during each dose afterwards. This means taking everything out, scrubbing it down, washing hammocks in hot water, etc. You can freeze things that are hard to deep clean (like wood toys) to kill any potential parasites on them. You’ll also want to freeze whatever bag of bedding you recently started using, as well as any new toys, since mites or fleas can often come in on new bedding or toys.

Deep cleaning and dosing everyone with ivermectin once a week for 3 weeks usually will clear up external parasite issues like mites or lice. If you’ve gone the full 3 weeks of treatment and they’re still having issues, that’s when I’d say consulting a vet is necessary.

Let me know if you have any questions, I hope this helped!

#not ratings #asks #parasites #informational posts #health #mites #lice

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nochi-quinn · 1 year

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legend of vox machina season 2 episode 11: Belly of the Beast OR I said what what

"you came up here to sleep with your daughter" "I feel like I wouldn't have let it get that far??" you didn't know shit, scanlan, you 100% would have

not the flogger having an actual emotional significance

HOLD UP. WAIT. ZOOM AND ENHANCE.

kaylie: >:|

"burt?!"

you've heard of immovable rod get ready for immovable sword

of course scanlan knows how to slip ropes like that

MA'AM

leave him ALONE

"why does your keg say 'for animal consumption only'?" grog's drinking ivermectin

I do like the gold-amber-red gradient on the little fate thread

YOU'D BEST START BELIEVING IN GHOST STORIES

not the campaign 1 death roll

me @ the raven queen:

scanlan looking all despondent :(

like it's an amazing pose/expression, just. :(

the fact that vax really does see scanlan as like a big brother advice-giving type (which is maybe a little bit of liam and sam bleeding through but hey)

thordak: BITCH BETTER HAVE MY MONEY

flashback to mica talking about thordak as a shitty dad

so that's cabal's ruin she's wearing, right? or is she gonna pick that up between now and glintshore

background goliath: "this better be good or I'm killin' something" also me whenever I have to have a conversation first thing in the morning

"please god tell me this is a metaphor"

"we need a good plan" "so…do you have one?" "have one what"

big "it's time for plan b" "do we have a plan b?" "no but it's time for one" energy

keyleth failing six stealth checks in a row

"I put you in this place" technically that was percy

"do not go far from me" HEY. NO. SHUT UP.

this whole thing originally took place post-thordak, after the timeskip when percy had a temple to the raven queen built in whitestone

"this isn't something we have to talk about now. or ever, honestly." mood

"it always matters"

"don't let him get away" I regret to inform you that that is in fact the one thing he will actually do

roommate: is that blood? me: yyyyup roommate, with feeling: gross

"take the plunge" I feel like he maybe wasn't being quite this literal, vax

the coffin pose was not necessary, you dramatic ass

I had to look this up, this is Courtenay Taylor as the Raven Queen, which knocked me 100% for a loop

like. jack masseffect? female soul survivor? in my critical role??

there are six fate threads connected to vax, one for each of the other party members

lays in the floor about it

ngl I did have An Emotion about "all the living share one experience"

I also like the idea that RQ has been scouting vax this whole time, even before the temple

also one of those priestesses was liev'tel and I will not be convinced otherwise

"whose blood is that?!"

and now vax is a born-again

"you…dig…there"

the little "dig" gesture

"he's not very smart, is he?"

interrogating the axe

scanlan really is tryingggggg

it's so hard watching this and knowing where scanlan's character arc ends up and just wanting him to be there Now

(someone on the tag made the point that stream!scanlan played everything as a joke until suddenly demanding to be taken seriously, which was a big cause of everyone's confusion and upset in ep. 85, because he really hadn't earned that kind of pathos. this arc is much more satisfying to watch bc we can see those pieces falling into place in real time, instead of having future events informing them in hindsight.)

they can feel the heat from that fire in the next city

petition for that specific pitch to be removed from everyone's sound libraries forever

passive perception too strong pls nerf

quick someone cast fairy fire

this is going to be an extremely weird sentence but I enjoy what they've done with environmental blood splatter this season

vorugal's ice blasts, umbrasyl's invisible stomps, they're just good

"I found out I'm the champion of the Matron of Ravens" "I found out I'm a father" "…you win"

the little look down at "the other way"

plus vax's face after

DRAGON HADOUKEN

the pupil dilation

"I didn't actually think this would work!" "it really shouldn't have"

"you leave when Scanlan Shorthalt TELLS you to leave"

love that the broom drop fastball special is just their signiature move now

(are there people having the same reaction to finding out Grog and Vex are married that I did to finding out Roy Mustang and Lust are married)

#crititag #lovmtag #critical role #the legend of vox machina #liveblog #reaction post #spoilers

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