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juuls · 2 years
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I keep falling asleep everywhere and it’s only been a few days. Any Spoonies of the Fibro kind have any experience with this..:….? : Basically on Wednesday my body started hurting everywhere and not just in the trigger points. No new meds, no new habits. But it got so unbearable that my brother dropped me off at the hospital (he had to pick me up about a half dizen hours later because of Raid, which I said was wonderfully fine (I used to raid, myself lol)).
I kept falling asleep everywhere. Waiting room, doctor’s room before he got in, doctor’s room after, and then at the coffee shop I waited at for my brother (the staff were so sweet and basically adopted me).
Had to fight (well, I gently pushed, not fought) for even 3 days of the lowest form of ‘narcotic family meds. It helped but I’ll definitely talk to my regular doc about it on June 1st.
Doc was a little worried about a blood-borne virus or another type of virus that starts eating st the joints. Which actually jives with what my physiotherapist said on Tuesday when she noticed arthritic nodules at the base of my fingers that weren’t there a year ago. Sigh. Would be a shame if I had gout. :P
And yet he still didn’t draw blood or seab or anything fir other samples???
People hear ‘fibromyalgia’ and seem to just close off half their brain. Ridiculous.
But yes. Mostly my question is: have any of you experienced excessive lethargy and sharp pain everywhere on your body, not just triggers? Any hints or clues from your own life experience?
Medical side of Tumblr, I call upon you with this ring of—wait, wrong script. 😂
But yeah, any and all advice would be loving. When it’s just my trigger points hurting, I do know how to lie down to minimize the pain. This, though? Far more widespread snd the lethargy is likely because of not sleeping well.
*violently shakes magic 8 ball* GIVE ME A CLEAR ANSWER, YOU HUNK OF JUNK
And before you ask: yes I had a fully normal (besides herniation and degeneration) MRI done in 2018, osteoporosis check every few, pap every 3, somewhat regular blood tests (unless they look at the wrong things…
So hey! It’s great I’m not nauseous nearly as bad as those 8 months were but oh lookie, a new problem. Or one I was ignoring on purpose while dealing with the nausea.
Sad part is I can only have a ~1km walk a day and it’s been so lovely out. I can sit on the comfy deck chairs but everyone else has to walk Yg noe. My baby. 😢🥲🥰
Off to go fall asleep outside since I just now crossed “fall asleep in shower” off my list. Jeebies H. Crab.
Any help is great, even commiserating! Love all y’all and thanks for listening to me be all upset. Time for some fanfic I’ll likely get a paragraph into then zzzzzz. :P
💜💙💜❤️🧡💙💜
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tunastime · 2 years
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the various skills of ethoslab and how he learned them and when. the list of a man who's lived a bit longer than he should have. (inspired by this post)
field meals: it's just soup. he never makes them for anyone else, not until they lose the grainy texture they start with. he learns from a man in a village that questions why he covers his face. etho laughs, but he never tells him why. the man doesn't ask again. he tells him that if he lets the vegetables soften for longer that they won't make a gritty soup when mashed. he learns spiced pumpkin, beetroot, chicken and potato.
(he stays for two weeks. he rids the nearby temple of infestation in repayment. when the temple master tries to repay him with gold, he tells him that he only wants a written recipe of how to bake bread. the baker’s son gives him one with honey in it.)
soap making: is something he learns pretty early on in his career in machinery. it's no good just to rinse your hands in water and it's still no good just to be buying soap up-charged, and lye isn't any good alone. lye doesn't smell, or worse yet, smells heavy and thick and doesn't come off your skin or out of your clothes properly. he picks up a book somewhere about it. one part lye. one part oil. one part anything else. beeswax and honey. pine tar and coconut oil. he learns what mixtures get redstone out of his clothes and what he can use to wash his hair with so it doesn't frizz. he washes his clothes in a basin of warm water and honey and rosemary soap, as he does his blankets and his sheets until his whole home smells like rosemary and honey and lye and beeswax. he washes his hair and it smells like pine.
plant identification: it takes one bad meal. one bad berry before etho starts learning. pause gets sick in the snow, really sick. he doesn't cough up blood but the sheen of sweat never leaves his face for the entire week that he lies shivering under two coats and a blanket. every time etho and beef try to say something comforting, he says, “stop fussing over me, i'm fine, just food poisoning. beef cooked the chicken wrong.” (it wasn't the chicken. it was the elderberries. etho spends time figuring out what the ripe ones look and taste like. he learns mistletoe, nettles and hogweed, rosary peas and lily of the valley. he doesn't see any of them except the lily again. but he keeps the information for later.) pause gets better after a week of his eyes far away, glazed over, sweating, of him unable to keep down fluids, of shaking awake in the night, holding etho's hand. they get sick, but nobody gets sick like that again.
sewing: pause steadies his hands. he tells him that if he messes up he'll poke himself and beef tells him to stop fussing. etho can thread a needle, can't he? (he can't.) he stabs his index finger three times poking it through the fabric to make a crude patch with their initials on it. then he sews shut a tear on beef's jacket, then he affixes a handful of new buttons to an old shirt of bdubs'. bdubs has him sewing squares within the week, and they stitch together a quilt of scrap fabric big enough for them both. there isn't a cold night that the quilt doesn't stave away. it's in a different spot each time etho sees him: draped over a chair, lovingly folded on the bedside, pulled over his shoulders. they wear it threadbare.
braiding: his hair gets too long. he ties it back himself the first time, some loose thing that falls out as soon as he does it. he says to himself (a reminder): “you break it into three. you're always crossing over the middle most strand. right over middle, then right becomes middle, so left over the middle. and repeat. pulling tight.” he gets better at it, until he can tie a strong three strand braid that he learned from tying twine together to make a stronger rope. bdubs sees him pull it back a few times and braid it like that, and one of those times, late, when they're both tired and leaning on each other, he turns and takes his loose hair and asks if he can braid it. etho shrugs and says “sure.” (and his voice says only you can do that). bdubs says “sit still.” etho sits in front of his crossed legs and bdubs combs out his hair. he tells him as he works: “it's different than the three, but not that different. you pull an extra strand in each time. it looks like fish scales, so people call it a fishtail.” bdubs braids and pulls it tight. he leans forward into etho and etho leans back into him.
(etho spends two days knotting fraying ropes in fishtail braids so his hands learn (and he fidgets, and he fidgets, and it becomes his new fidget, to tie rope together) before he attempts it on his shoulder-blade length hair. bdubs guides his hands, starting him off until he can braid the top too. he only cuts it once—right before the second death games, and even then, bdubs manages to braid a little braid into his hair.)
tea specialist: it's methodical. that's what he learns, when he travels out further than he had in a long time and wanders into the city. he, like many adventurers, takes refuge, and he, unlike many adventurers, stumbles into the tea shop and takes it all in. steady hands (beef taught him that) keep him from crushing the leaves too fine to strain. he learns what hot water feels like in a tin kettle and how to prop it properly on the coals so it heats even and doesn't char the underside of the tin. he buys two wooden cups there, sealed with wax, and brings them with the kettle. it stays on the countertop.
(he uses it every night. later, in a snow fort in the middle of nowhere, he sets one of the wooden cups into the calloused hands of his partner and friend, and bdoubleo looks at him with eyes wide and round and red. he doesn't kill him when he sleeps.)
staving off the effects of sleep deprivation: there's a body sleeping next to him that needs him awake. there's a place someone can sit between wake and dream that makes sure that the body doesn't tire and it's here where he stays. his heart slows way down, but his eyes stay alert through a bleary haze. there are things he hears that aren't real. when his partner (partner, the word feels weird on his tongue now that bdubs is a red life. if they were anywhere else, he would be safe to sleep) wakes two hours from now, then he will rest. he will lie there and listen, waiting to hear him stop breathing. he never gets to that point, but he certainly sleeps very little. beef and pause never told him off for doing it, but when there were sections of the day that he didn't remember and he sat up and there was a coat draped over his knees with a tag that had VB written in chunky letters, he smiled to himself. he's tired now, but he's good at pretending he's not.
separating the things that are dreams from the ones that are not: he's still waiting for someone to tell him how to do that
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canada but he has fangs (and is feral)
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obessivedork · 29 days
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I love writing a Sole Survivor who was a rural farm kid before moving to Sanctuary with their spouse. Yes they're mechanically inclined, yes they know how to shoot and harvest an entire radstag properly, yes they know how to build a campfire and a shelter for the night, yes they are very knowledgeable about crops and well-digging. Miss Lawyer and Mister Soldierboy are both catching cholera their first DAY out of the vault but this Farm kid is GOING to find and destroy the Institute no problem
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everysongineverykey · 2 months
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cishet people who are clueless but trying i love you. this morning i was talking to a straight guy in my class about it/its pronouns and how some it/its users like it because they see it as redefining their identities/senses of personhood, and he nodded sagely and started talking about the replicates in blade runner
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kent johnson | intermission interview v czechia
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fakemagicjaye · 5 months
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I HAVE FIVE PAGES. LEFT. TO DRAW.
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cozycryptidcorner · 10 months
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and, while i'm complaining, nothing is less helpful than a old white man who thinks he knows shit trying to mansplain to me ways around not having a passport (none of those ways are correct or feasible)
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princelancey · 2 years
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People would rather believe seb is working miracle with the car rather then the team has worked really hard to improve it. It's not the 2nd worst car on the grid anymore, be proud of the engineers and their work
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loud-italian-fangirl · 7 months
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Sometimes I forget that non-Canadians can be fans of Canadian things/people/places and I make a Canadian joke and it doesn’t land online and I get sad………… *sighs in canadian*
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dogofbhaal · 3 months
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hiii new peeps, i would message all of yall individually but thats too much work 😭
hows everyone! nice to meet yall!
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