Kim Porter complained of chest pain prior and her doctor didn’t do a thing. Now she is dead.
I really believe they are trying to kill us. This is why we need to keep pushing our brothers and sisters into the medical field and encourage them to stick with it, because they can be the difference between life and death for us.
Search around for black doctors, especially my ladies. I got mine! And I know for sure I’m having a midwife if and when I decide to have a baby.
“How many times do I have to tell you, Hiccup?” Astrid said, crossly. “I’m fine.”
Hiccup ignored her, bustling around the hall and wrapping another blanket over Astrid’s shoulders. She was sat huddled up on a bench beside the fire, hair free from its braid and hanging bedraggled down her shoulders, dripping water down into her lap.
Not an hour beforehand they had been out on patrol, flying low between rocks and cliffs, looking out for enemy ships and trouble ahead. It hadn’t been pleasant: a storm had broken out whilst they were in the air, and a thunderclap had surprised Astrid, so much so that her fingers slipped from their hold on the saddle and she’d gone toppling down into the sea below.
She hadn’t been struggling in the water for long; Stormfly dived after her as soon as she’d lost her balance, and she’d been back up in the air in less than a minute, unscathed, but soaking wet. As soon as they’d touched down on Berk, Hiccup had been fussing all over her, making sure that she sat down in front of the fire, and stealing every blanket on the island to warm her up.
“I’m fine,” Astrid said, for the third time. “Hoffersons don’t suffer from their falls.”
@gqsmooth1 mr bigshot should I call you that now? Lol I'm happy for you!
Now I can tell a mothafucka to GOOGLE me. When hard work pays off and u don’t even know it somethin just told me to google my name and shit came up maybe u should try it u never know
i fucking hate self care posts made by neurotypicals so here’s one from someone who Actually Gets It
-can’t shower or take a bath? me either. dry shampoo can make your hair look and feel cleaner, and baby wipes or makeup wipes work great to get the top layer of grime off your skin.
-can’t wash your sheets and make your bed? i feel you. push your blankets out of the way and shake the crumbs off your sheet. it will at least be a bit more comfortable.
-can’t even change out of your dirty pajamas? been there. hit yourself with some febreeze and a lint roller. if you can, brush your hair. if you can’t, hair ties and bobby pins are fantastic.
-can’t make anything to eat? same. if you can, there’s no shame in ordering food. in fact, it’s probably better you eat something rather than go hungry. if you can’t, try and find something that comes pre-made or takes minimal effort to make. at the very least, drink some water.
can’t respond to messages or reach out for help? yeah, i get that. set an alarm for a few hours from now and respond to any messages you need to once you’ve given yourself time to prepare. if they’re Important Messages that need Professional Responses, you can find fill-in-the-blank format rough drafts on google. as far as personal messages go, don’t feel bad for sending a mass “I’m sorry, I’m in a personal emergency right now. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.” response to everyone.
-can’t even sleep because it’s so bad? asmr videos always knock me out, personally, but i also watch a lot of bob ross. just try to find something quiet and soothing to use as background noise and take your mind off it, or at least give you a more peaceful environment to think about it.
-can’t go for a walk/drive? try opening the blinds or curtains. you’re still exposing yourself to the outside world. baby steps. (i also play animal crossing or sims; it may be virtual but fuck it. i went on a walk.)
-can’t go into work/school? let people know. let your coworkers or classmates know it’s an emergency and you can’t make it. give yourself up to two days, but then you have to go back. ask to have your work emailed to you so you know what you missed.
-can’t brush your teeth and wash your face? makeup or baby wipes and gum or mouthwash. don’t let yourself physically rot bc you’re rotting emotionally.
-remember that you’ve been here before. if you survived then you can survive now. that’s what this is about- survival. you don’t have to be living your Best Life. right now, it’s more than enough that you’re alive.
Having social anxiety is like driving between two semi-trucks on the highway, except the moment you do that, they immediately match your speed and don’t let you pass.
Annie and I met up at camp and, and we decided to switch places. I’m sorry, but I’ve never seen you and I’ve dreamt of meeting you my whole life and Annie felt the exact same way about Dad so, so we sort of just switched lives.
The Parent Trap (1998) dir. Nancy Meyers
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