#doctor visits

[insomniacwriter17]

Saved from the Flames - Chapter Six

“When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.” --Richard Kadrey

Billy Hargrove is 9 years old. He tries his best to be the son his father wants him to be - quiet, respectful, and obedient. But Neil just pushes harder and harder, all in the name of raising a "strong man". When Billy is removed from his father's custody and placed in foster care, it takes some time for him to realize his world is no longer burning around him. New experiences, new people, new opportunities all make Billy realize there's a whole lot more to life than respect and responsibility.

AKA: The story of how Bob Newby became a real life superhero for one little boy who needed saving.

Inspired by this post I saw from @connordax

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four | chapter five

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The morning passed fairly quietly after that: Billy helped Bob make breakfast, they ate in an almost-comfortable silence, and then Billy went down the hall to finally get dressed while Bob did the dishes. And then the two of them tackled the last of Billy’s unpacking, and Billy had to admit it was not nearly overwhelming with Bob in the room with him. 

The man sat on the floor and handed folded clothes to Billy, letting the boy store them where he wanted them. Bob chatted quietly at the boy just to fill the silence, talking about mundane things and occasionally asking Billy some questions. It didn’t take nearly as long to get everything settled as Billy thought it would, and he’s actually really happy to let Bob throw away the now-empty garbage bags once they’re done. 

But then Bob reminded Billy that it’s almost time to go to the doctor, and the good mood that had been coming to the surface completely disappeared. Slowly, Bob saw Billy retreat back into his shell as Bob left to gather all Billy’s paperwork, curl up as he tied his shoes, drag his feet while they made their way to the car. 

Billy wasn’t trying to be rude, but he was scared! He didn’t like the doctor. So he clammed up because the best way to get through something scary was to just do it. Complaining never helped. He was content to be silent, curling up in the backseat of Bob’s car.

And then Bob unintentionally stepped on a landmine. “I know this is scary, Billy, but you’re being so brave for me. I’m proud of you.” Billy didn’t know why, but the sentence filled him with anger. 

“Shut up!” he whined, kicking his feet out to connect with the back of the passenger seat in front of him. Billy didn’t want to be brave for Bob, he didn’t want Bob to be proud of him. “I want my dad!”

Billy heard Bob take a deep breath in the front seat, and the boy mentally prepared himself for what was coming next. Billy’s gaze moved outside the car window, focusing on the city buildings zooming by instead of watching Bob. “I know you do,” Bob’s voice replied after another moment of quiet, but the man didn’t sound mad. His voice was still even and calm, which Billy just didn’t understand. “And I’m sorry that he’s not here. But we’re not going to be rude, okay? That doesn’t make anyone feel better.”

Billy didn’t answer, crossing his arms over his chest and giving the back of Bob’s seat a half-hearted glare. He didn’t say anything else on the drive, making no move to get out of the car even after Bob parked the car. 

Bob gave the boy a few minutes to himself, the two of them sitting in the quiet hum of the car’s air conditioner. He watched the clock, and once they were out of time prior to his appointment’s check in time, Bob turned in his seat to look at the boy. “Billy?”

Billy finally moved his gaze to Bob, trying to keep the glare in place while swiping at the tear tracks on his cheeks. But Bob could see the anger was a flawed attempt at hiding his fear, so Bob just offered an understanding smile. “Look, Billy, I know this isn’t what you wanted to do with your day. But we just have to get through it, okay? If there’s something I can do to make it easier, you tell me and I’m happy to do it. We’ll get through it, yeah?” 

The silence stretched on for a lot longer than Bob would’ve hoped, but eventually Billy sniffled. “No shots?” 

“How about this – if the doctor says you need shots, we’ll come back and do them a different day? When you have more warning and more time to get ready for it?” Bob offered. Confusion graced Billy’s features for a second. 

“You can do that?” he asked hopefully. Bob nodded. 

“Of course we can! There’s no rule saying we have to do it all today. I just want Dr. Luke to take a look at you so we can make sure you’re healthy. And then as soon as we’re done, we’ll go find you some toys.”

Billy’s eyes were wide. “I can still get toys?” he asked in disbelief. “But I was mean.”

Bob took that moment to get out of the car and open Billy’s door, offering his hand to the boy to help him climb out of the car. Billy initially flinched away from Bob’s hand but then cautiously took it, clinging to the man’s arm as he put his feet to the pavement. 

It was then that Bob answered Billy’s question. “I wouldn’t say you were mean. You’re scared, those are two different things.” Bob was a little surprised that Billy doesn’t let go of his arm even as they enter the doctor’s office waiting room, but Billy is clearly deep in thought, so Bob led the way to the reception desk to check him in.

“I’m sorry I was mean,” Billy offered after Bob led them to a pair of seats by the door. “You’re being really nice to me.”

“I forgive you,” Bob promised, smiling down at the blonde. The boy still hadn’t let go of Bob’s hand, though he wasn’t clinging to it quite as hard as he had been. “We’re friends, right? Friends have to be nice to each other.” 

Billy looked solemn as he nodded. “Mr. Bob?” 

“Yeah, kiddo?” 

“I’ve never had a friend before,” he admitted shyly, his feet kicking out in front of him nervously. “I might not be a good one.” The admission broke Bob’s heart, and he smiled down at Billy. 

“Well, for what it’s worth, I think you’re going to be an awesome friend,” Bob promised. “We’ll figure it out together, how’s that sound?”

Billy cracked the smallest smile, nodding up at Bob. The man settled back in his seat, hoping that his calm demeanor would rub off on Billy. However, that seemed to be to no avail as Billy squirmed uncomfortably on the chair and tensed up every time the door opened and the nurse called out a new name. 

Pretty soon it was just them in the waiting room, but Billy couldn’t help but flinch when the nurse called out his name. He couldn’t help himself from casting a fearful glance to Bob, but the man simply squeezed his hand reassuringly. “Come on, bud, I’ll be with you every step of the way,” Bob promised. He stood up and waited for Billy to do the same. 

Billy shuffled behind Bob, letting him lead the way after the nurse. His heart rate picked up while he stood on the scale so she could see how much he weighed, his hands shook by the time the nurse took his temperature and wrapped that tight cuff around his arm to do something with his blood. By the time she finished asking Bob a few questions and left Billy sitting on the exam table, he was near tears again. “I wanna go home,” Billy pleaded to Bob once they were alone. “Please? We don’t even have to stop for toys.” 

Bob smiled sadly, standing just a few feet from the boy. “Sorry, bud. We have to see this through. Dr. Luke’s going to come talk to us, then he’ll want to take a look at you. It will go so fast, I promise.” Billy’s lip trembled and Bob almost caved. “What’s got you so scared? How can I help?” 

Billy sniffled. “I don’t want to answer questions,” he admitted. Bob didn’t think it was possible, but Billy’s voice got smaller. “My dad always does it for me.” That set off alarm bells in Bob’s head, and he made a mental note to mention it to Gabby later, but for now he nodded. 

“I get that,” he replied. “What if I help you? I’ll answer the questions I know, but you have to tell Dr. Luke the answers to questions I don’t know. Deal?”

Billy kicked his feet out in front of him, studying his shoes instead of looking at Bob. “Will I get in trouble for answering?” 

Bob’s stomach churned at the implications of Billy’s question. “Of course not, buddy. You’re never going to get in trouble for telling the truth. Telling the truth is the only way for everyone to do their jobs the way they’re supposed to.”

Billy glanced up at the man, cocking his head to the side. “What’s my job?” 

Bob had to think about that for a moment, but then he took a deep breath. “Well, Billy, you have the most important job of all.” 

“I do?”

“You do,” Bob agreed seriously. “Your job is to be a kid, and let the grown-ups worry about grown-up stuff. Because if you do all the grown-up stuff for us, we can’t do our jobs, can we?”

Billy giggled and shook his head, the smallest smile gracing his features as he looked up at Bob. Billy had to admit, he was intrigued. “How do I do that?”

“You let people like me and Ms. Gabby and Dr. Luke do all the adult stuff, and you focus on doing kid things like picking out toys and telling me what you want for dinner. We’ll worry about all the other stuff. And the most important part about your job…you ready to hear it?” 

This time, Billy’s nod was enthusiastic, like he was actually excited to hear what Bob had to say. “The most important part is that if there’s something you need, you tell us so we can help you. Even if it seems silly, if there’s something that will help you feel better, you tell one of us what it is.”

Billy nodded. “Starting now?” he questioned with a quirked eyebrow, and Bob laughed. 

“Yeah, starting right now. Why? What do you need, kiddo?”

Still feeling a bit shy, Billy bit his lip before he asked, “Can you come sit with me?” Bob nodded, so Billy scooted over to the edge of the exam table to make room for the other. Bob sat down beside Billy, leaving some space between the two of them. He’d let Billy close the gap if he wanted.

It only took a moment for Billy to wiggle closer to Bob, close enough he could reach out and grab him if he wanted, but with enough space that they weren’t touching quite yet. “You’re being so brave, Billy,” Bob offered again with a smile. 

This time, Billy smiled back. 

Just then, there was a sharp knock on the door and a tall, dark-haired man opened the door. “Bob, buddy, how are you? Long time, no see!” He stepped into the room and shook Bob’s hand before turning his attention to Billy. “And you must be Mr. Billy. I’m Dr. Luke Dillon, but people just call me Dr. Luke. It’s nice to meet you.” 

Billy couldn’t do anything but nod, his voice stuck in his throat. Unlike Bob, who looked overall non-threatening and unassuming, Dr. Luke was large, muscular, and a little terrifying, if Billy did say so himself. He was tall, seeming to tower over Billy even from his position by the door. Though the man was smiling and clearly trying to make Billy feel at ease, Billy had the overwhelming urge to run.

Fearful eyes turned pleading as they dragged from Dr. Luke to Bob, who was studying Billy carefully. Billy’s gaze didn’t stay on Bob for long though; the moment Dr. Luke started moving across the room toward the desk where Billy’s file sat, Billy was watching his every move, body tense. “So, Dr. Luke,” Bob interrupted, thankfully breaking the tension in the room. “Billy was telling me that his dad usually answers all the doctor’s questions, so this’ll be the first time he’s doing it himself today. Isn’t that something?”

Dr. Luke’s smile turned even softer than it had been before, looking up from the file to nod at Billy. “That’s brave of you, kiddo.” 

“Mr. Bob said he’d help me,” Billy finally croaked, the first words he’d been able to muster up since the doctor came in. He drew his legs toward his chest and wrapped his arms around his knees, effectively creating another barrier between him and the doctor. 

“Well,” Dr. Luke smiled. “If there’s anything I know about our friend Bob over here, it’s that he is a great helper. You’re in good hands, Billy.” After letting that statement sink in for a minute, Dr. Luke leaned against the desk, looking at the child on the exam table. “You ready to get started?”

Billy couldn’t help but look back up at Bob for reassurance. “Whenever you’re ready,” Bob smiled. “You’re leading the team here.” 

Billy didn’t quite understand what Bob meant by that, but he nodded anyway. “I’m ready,” he whispered. So Dr. Luke began to ask Billy questions. Some were easy, like what Billy’s favorite color was or what he liked to do in his free time. Other questions weren’t quite as easy, like what a normal night at home with his dad looked like, and what happened when Billy was sick. 

And that’s when things got hairy. 

#stranger things #billy hargrove #ao3 #insomniacwriter17 #bob newby #foster care au #cw: child abuse #sftf #billy hargrove deserved better #bob newby deserved better #doctor visits

[house-of-slayterr]

Yall I was passed the fuck out today, I have not slept that well in months lol. I have like 3 doctors appointments the rest of the day, but then I can come home and write all eveneing since I slept most of the day. So I’m excited. Don’t forget to send in request if you have them, I don’t bite… unless you ask me too 😏

#sleepy boi #slept in #up for the day #writing #working on fics #working on requests #doctor visits

[mental-mona]

Yes, this is nominally about migraines, but it's really about ALL doctor-patient relationships & interactions.

#doctor patient relationship #doctors #doctor visits #spoonie tips #chronic illness #migraine #mham #living with migraine #living with chronic illness #spoonie life #migraine management

[in-pursuit-of-happiness-caroline]

Health issues & uninformed doctors and nurses...how I deal in eating disorder recovery

Let me warn anyone reading this: this post does deal with eating disorders & things like getting weighed & although I won't ever give specific details that could be more obviously sensitive/triggering I do want to still give a forewarning. It's important for me to mention too, that I am NOT in any way a professional in anything...all my blog posts are solely my opinions and my own experience and what has helped me etc. Also this particular post might be a little disorganized. My posts on this blog are things that I pre-plan & think on and rewrite before I post them because when it comes to mental health issues and even some physical health struggles I don't ever want to be reckless with my words, however this post is not planned - a very impulsive blog post triggered by an interaction at a doctor appointment this morning. You have been warned.

To start this out let me give you the situation from earlier today that was the catalyst for this blog...

I had 2 doctor appointments this morning the first was just my annual bone scan because I have osteopenia I have my bone density checked once a year to make sure it has not decreased any further and moved in to full on osteoporosis. My second appointment was with cardiology and I was not seeing my main cardiologist today, this was a last minute squeeze me in kind of appointment because my medication has quit working quite as well as it should - not anything really major but something to sort out before things get worse and become a major problem so they just squeezed me into whichever doctor at my cardiologist office could fit me in their schedule. Got through my first appointment & bone scan with out an issue and so I go to my appointment at the cardiologist. Now had I seen my regular cardiologist today I don't think this would have happened because He knows my background and history but I didn't see him I saw a female cardiologist today...we'll name her Dr. Jones for this post. Dr. Jones comes into the room after the nurse has done my weight and vitals and noted the issue I am being seen for & made sure the list of medications I take that they have on file is up to date and correct. Along with my heart medications I take thyroid medication [I have hyperthyroidism], an antidepressant, a prescription sleeping pill and a few different prescribed supplements and vitamins [again because of the hyperthyroidism and also malabsorption syndrome I have]. So Dr. Jones comes in to the room and is looking over the nurses notes. She asks me about what condition I have that I take thyroid medications and a list of supplements and vitamins for. My answer; I have hyperthyroidism(aka an over active thyroid) & malabsorption syndrome. Dr. Jones is kind of chuckling when she next says to me "that must be your secret to being slim but I guess you could probably get skinnier if you didn't take those medications!" & you can just cue my face palm after that comment.

Here's the thing; I am in recovery for anorexia and orthorexia and I say in recovery rather than recovered because I don't want to portray myself in such a way where some, especially in the world of social media, see calling myself recovered as l have all my shit figured out (spoiler I definitely do not) and I don't need space held for a struggle or a mistake now and then. That being said I have been actively in recovery from anorexia and Orthorexia for a few years now. I have not known my weight since I entered recovery...my doctors and parents know. I do know I have been maintaining a healthy weight and I have been doing well enough in eating disorder recovery that I no longer have to have specialized eating disorder therapists and mental health treatment team (I see a therapist who is more specialized in treating PTSD and trauma now). I am happy in my recovery and although this comment from Dr. Jones today didn't shake me or "trigger " eating disorder thought patterns it certainly could have a few years ago. Also this is not the only experience I have had with a doctor or nurse that is eating disorder insensitive/could be triggering.

It is such a tricky thing because what I have experienced tells me most medical professionals are not adequately trained or educated in eating disorders and how to interact with patients who have a history of eating disorders. I don't blame Dr. Jones in this situation she just didn't know my history & really other than my initial face palm reaction to her comment...I didn't have any further negative reaction, feelings or thoughts over it at this point in my recovery. I did want to talk about some things I have done in order to deal with situations like this because eating disorders are quite common anymore and since my health puts me in a lot of doctor offices I find myself in these situations pretty often

First thing I have done in the past is to be sure I tell whoever I am seeing up front that I am recovering from eating disorders OR if you maybe don't want to tell them about an eating disorder you can just say you struggle with insecurities with weight and your body. I have found most of the time this helps whatever doctor or nurse be more conscious of what they are saying to you. I think in the world we live in weight loss, body shape and all of that talk is so main stream and common casual conversation that most see it as harmless small talk...it's something in America that is common ground to relate to and because most are not so informed & aware of eating disorders most of the things someone says that could be unhelpful to another's recovery is not intentional - it is said purely from a place of ignorance around eating disorders so being upfront with whoever you see is key.

Now since you can not really control other people the rest of my tips that help are all about work that you, the person who has dealt with an eating disorder, has to do in order to not react in a negative, triggered, upset, spiraling fashion when shit is said. That being said find people to vent to and to keep you accountable when things happen - Preferably find ...I'd say at least 3 people you can call on when you find an interaction or situation has stirred up some eating disorder shit [the list of 3 people should not count your therapist. I think it's important to have people to call on & talk to that are friends and family you can trust because you have to be able to get through things without a therapist at some point].

It was really important for me to work on, for lack of a better word, desensitize myself to the comments and situations that "triggered " the anorexia and Orthorexia garbage so eventually I stopped having a triggered reaction to them otherwise recovery is really fucking hard and even more isolating because others may trigger you. You can and should try to communicate and educate people about eating disorders but also you have to realize that the best way to avoid being eating disorder triggered by outside people, conversations, situations etc is for you to find a way to talk about, think about, & deal with those triggers so they don't trigger you anymore. It sounds so shitty but I found the most helpful thing for me is to take I guess responsibility for my triggers and accept that the world is not going to stop being triggering & they really are not responsible for how I respond either in a triggered or more healthy way to a comment, situation or whatever. It sucks but honestly it's one of the best things I did to help myself in eating disorder recovery because now there is not much that shakes me in my recovery.

I have to wrap this post up - it is already really long so the last thing I want to say is Dr. Jones was not out of line in what she said to me today. Even though yes, earlier on in my eating disorder recovery her comment could have sent me in a tail spin...medically her comment was factual...without medication to manage my hyperthyroidism I would lose weight & I have said that on this blog and my main blog before, without medication I would rapidly lose weight despite my food/caloric intake so this is just another reason why dealing with triggers, thinking about them differently and moving on from them being triggering has been so important because the outside world doesn't have much power over my emotions, behaviors, thoughts and decision for recovery anymore...they don't trigger me. Anyways again I am not any sort of professional in anything...this is all just my experience and my opinion having dealt with eating disorders and other mental health issues and physical health issues.

#Eating disorder awareness #Anorexia recovery #orthorexia recovery #Doctor visits #Health issues #How I cope #Mental health journey #Personal #reactive attachment disorder #complex ptsd #generalized anxiety disorder #OCD #depression #Life after heart surgery #Heart health problems #Hyperthyroidism #Malabsorption #Osteopenia #Writer #Dancer #Athlete #Volleyball #Soccer #Tennis #Pianist #Cellist #Motorcycle rider #Motorcycle enthusiast #Dog lover #Growing up military

[litdigitalart]

#doctor visits #medical problems

[sierrahall]

Doctor Visits

Most people aren’t fans of going to the doctor, however, regular health check-ups play a crucial role in maintaining a healthy lifestyle for several reasons.

Regular screening like blood tests, colonoscopies, and mammograms, can detect diseases and cancers at early stages. Regular visits can also prevent and identify a potential health problem before anything happens so the doctor can recommend preventative measures. Additionally, using personal family history and lifestyle information can help medical professionals to personalize treatment plans and monitor them as needed. Additionally, addressing health concerns in early stages is likely to be more cost-efficient than dealing with complex medical conditions in the future.

So, if you’re still considering making that annual doctor visit, do it! Your body will thank you!

For more information on the benefits of health check-ups, click the link below!

#doctor visits #healthyliving #screening #detect and prevent #healthcare

[thisisstillme]

Chaos, Tears, Self-Imposed 'Shoulds and The Unwelcome Return of Auntie Flo

Last week, I ended my post by saying I was going to start focusing on what I could control. Someone was definitely having a laugh with me that night. I got a grand total of 2 hours and 1 minute of sleep. At 3:45 a.m., I gave up and went downstairs. I cleaned the kitchen, had a bit of a tidy and then sat with a cup of tea watching Vanderpump Rules, hoping sleep would return. As much as I wanted…

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#Blood Tests #Cholesterol #Coping with Stress #Daily Routine #Doctor Visits #health and wellness #Lifestyle #mental health #Mental Health Awareness #Mood Swings #Overcoming Overwhelm #Perimenopause #Personal Growth #productivity #self care #self reflection #Sleep #Sleep Deprivation #Stress Management #Womens Health

[tltate]

A Vacation of Sorts

Got back yesterday evening from Texas. It is a long drive from Charleston, SC, to Houston, Tx, about 15 hours. If you knew me, though, you’d know that I would choose driving over an airplane 9 times out of 10. I mainly went to see my Dad. He is getting older and moving slower. However, his overall health seems to be good. I went with him and my sister to his doctor’s appointment on my last day…

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#doctor visits #family #friends #reunions #vacation

[secretsfromthe-soull]

Storm hasn't fronted since that like ONE time lol. Anyway, he IS getting more talkative. Like just today he told Hank to go fuck himself, more or less. He spent a lot of time with Medic today.

#S!Storm #Secretss #Mundane #Doctor Visits

[charlietheepicwriter7]

Danny ends up a doctor like his parents, just not the type of doctor they were expecting.

Danny becomes an archeologist.

He couldn't help it! Most of his friends were dead people, some from as far back as ancient Mesopotamia! He automatically knew every dead language by virtue of being a ghost! The way his friends talked, he wanted to know more about their lives. So he goes looking and makes a name for himself.

He becomes a well known archeologist. As a grad student, he works for the Drakes, even babysitting their son, Tim. He goes to Janet's, and later Jack's, funeral, offering to take Tim in, which the boy is grateful for but declines in favor of a bio-uncle. Eventually, Danny discovers the remains of an ancient cult in the Middle East.

Ra's learns that the remains of the original League of Shadows has been uncovered by a group of archeologists. Originally visiting the dig site to ensure the group doesn't discover any traces of the modern-day League, he finds himself intrigued by the young Dr. Fenton leading the dig. He's smart and bright and the first person in 400 years that can speak Ra's birth language. He becomes fond of the good doctor, even more so when he discovers that Danny's a conservationist and is skilled with a Xiphos (all Pandora's doing). How strange that their spars often end up with them retreating to Danny's tent to be alone...

And then Danny invites Tim Drake to visit, worried about the boy being a teen CEO with no breaks. Tim agrees.

#dc x dp #dpxdc #dp x dc #dcxdp #adult danny fenton #doctored halves #but i don't like that name so i'm tagging #deadly decisions #c: danny fenton #c: ra's al ghul #c: tim drake #Tim: Oh Boy i can't wait to visit with a friend of my parents and enjoy a relaxing vacat--YOU!! #Ra's: Oh hello Timothy. #Danny frantically hiding hickies: y-yes hello tim! so good to see you!

[lilleluv]

Sixth Week of Pregnancy: The Magic Begins!

Congratulations, you’re six weeks pregnant! You are now halfway through the first trimester and your baby is starting to grow at an astonishing rate. This week, you will begin to see some significant changes in your baby’s development, as well as experience some symptoms that come along with being pregnant. During the sixth week of pregnancy, your baby’s size is now about the size of a lentil.…

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#Baby growth #Body changes #Breast tenderness #Common symptoms #Cravings #Diet #Doctor visits #Exercise #FAQ #fatigue #Fetal development #Frequent urination #Health tips #Hydration #Mood swings #Morning sickness #Nausea #nutrition #Parenting journey #Physical activity #Pregnancy #Pregnancy Week by Week #Prenatal care #Prenatal vitamins #Rest #Self-care #Sixth week #Sleep #Stress management #Ultrasound

[deny3verything]

amy and rory chilling at home in between trips, summer of 2012, watching the olympics. stadium’s suddenly empty and they’re both waiting for the sound of the tardis in the backyard any second now. oop, wait, crisis averted apparently, guess the doctor didn’t need to intervene after all lol, wasn’t that odd? oh dunk, some rando just grabbed the torch off the fallen torchbearer! ah well, this might as well happen, the opening ceremony is already so goddamn weird. haha that guy’s a little over dressed for a run-

wait

those pants. rory i know those pants. rory

#if they were separated during that point shh don’t worry about it #all i’m saying is the girl who waited and made countless drawings and dolls of the raggedy man will never forget his pinstriped pants #i’m fairly certain they knew the doctor could regenerate and maybe even seen his past faces #but they wouldn’t remember that nearly as well as amy would remember those exact pants #and the combination alien activity + no visit from Their doctor to go fix it #it’s not a huge jump to land on that conclusion #but i don’t think rory would be as fully convinced as amy #doctor who #i know this exact post was probably made 13 years ago but that’s never stopped me before #amy pond #rory williams

[zetasattic]

Day 272 of 365-Tuesday-Faith Over Fear

Day 272 of 365-Tuesday-Faith Over Fear

Last night or early this morning rather, 1am, the dogs woke Wayne up. Our room was filled with smoke. He startled me awake. I was out, totally. I don’t think I would’ve woke up if the dog’s hadn’t woke him up. You couldn’t see your hand in front of your face! The smoke detector in the hall didn’t go off and we didn’t have one in the bedroom. We do today. The fire was electrical and stemmed from…

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#doctor visits #faith over fear #healing #kidney disease #Kidney transplant #life #life after transplant #prayer #prescriptions #that&039;s life

[notyoujamie]

#dwedit #doctorwhoedit #cwedit #doctor who #classic who #modern who #my gif #** #*dw #fifth doctor #fourteenth doctor #the visitation #wild blue yonder #parallel

[sarahwatchesthings]

The Doctor whenever they try to land anywhere, ever.

#doctor who #fifth doctor #the visitation

[turnipoddity]

Bro ur lawrence literally looks like an angel 🥴

I drew this for myself but i’ll post it here

#im so inlove with him #smoking cigarettes a pack a day just so i can get a doctor visit 🥰 #ASKDJDKAKKAJDJAD #lawrence gordon #saw #myart #saw fanart #also thank you pookie