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alpha-beta-gamer · 2 years
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INCISION is a Quake, Doom & Blood Inspired industrial eldritch horror FPS set in a city where steel grows from flesh!
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virensere · 1 month
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CW: operation incisions
Top surgery: done!!!!
I'm so happy aaaaggh!
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thifiell · 3 months
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audley-and-cherry · 9 months
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Hey baby, wanna see my port?
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faofinn · 8 months
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23. Coughing Fit
Fao hadn’t been back in England all that long, and he’d been sharing a room with Harrison for even less time. He was still mostly stuck in bed, still awaiting much more surgery in order to get him back on his feet, but they were doing what they could. Despite his best efforts, and the breathing exercises they gave him (which he even did, mostly), he’d picked up an infection. He knew the cough was good, knew it meant he was shifting the crap off of his chest as he should be, but it was absolutely killing him. Every cough, every deep breath was agony. The incision burned, it twisted, it stabbed. No matter what they did, how many painkillers they gave him, it never made it better. 
He’d been coughing all night, unable to find a comfortable position to sleep in, and every time he dozed off he’d been woken by the coughing or the pain. That, or Harrison would start, and that would wake him. It was to be expected, they were so close and often hugging or even dozing in bed together. It was no surprise they’d passed it to each other, much to the dismay of the nursing staff.
Exhausted, Fao sipped his water and tried to stop the cough that had been building, clearing his throat. It didn’t work, and now that he’d started he couldn’t stop. It wracked his body, his incision so painful it almost felt like his chest was being ripped apart, his ribs just agony. He tried everything to no avail, it was just so painful he wasn’t sure if he was going to cry or scream or both. He was exhausted with the effort of it, starting to taste the coppery tang of blood on his tongue. 
Harrison had just started drifting when Fao started coughing again. He groaned, pushing himself up on one arm. The change in position set him off coughing too, his initial plan to tell Fao off quickly going sideways. 
"Fuck me."
Fao groaned, trying to catch his breath and failing. The coughing had stopped, but the breathlessness hadn’t, and he looked over at Harrison, who was no better. 
“Jesus.”
Harrison took a moment to catch his breath, feeling like absolute death. He glared at Fao for good measure. "Can't believe you gave me this."
“Not my fault.” He rasped. 
He leaned against the back of the bed, his own ribs protesting and screaming. The pain from his shoulder was only getting worse with each cough, and he cou ld feel the muscles spasming with the effort. 
"You okay?"
He shook his head. “Hurts.”
"Join the club." He managed. "Buzzer?"
Fao grumbled, just as the coughing started again. It just made the incision pain worse, and he whimpered, feeling as though he was pulling the incision apart. 
As Fao started coughing again, Harrison's concern only grew. He knew how much pain he was in, and he'd not had his chest cracked. Guilt flared as he struggled for his buzzer, pressing it and hoping the nurse would be able to help. 
The nurse came in relatively quickly, all things considered. Fao had just about stopped coughing at that point, but was struggling to catch his breath still, and the sip of water he’d managed hadn’t helped. 
“What’s wrong?” She asked, turning Harrison’s buzzer off.
"This infection." He grumbled, his voice croaky. "We need something for the pain, he needs his obs checked."
“I can get you something for the pain, but neither of you are due obs for another hour.”
"You need to check it."
She looked over at Fao, frowning. He really didn’t look well, pale with his chest heaving, doing his best to stay upright. 
“I’ll go and get the sister.” She said quickly. 
"Told you so." He muttered, falling back into the bed. 
The sister appeared quickly with an obs machine, and Fao didn’t even have the energy to argue. He had to fight to focus on what he was doing, unable to think of anything else. A shaky hand pressed against his incision, his eyes wide. “Pain.”
"We're getting you something for it, don't you worry." She said softly, connecting the obs machine. "We'll get you sorted."
He nodded, it becoming slightly easier to breathe. He hated it, it felt like he was never going to be able to catch his breath. 
"How are you feeling, aside from that?" She asked gently, giving his arm a gentle squeeze. 
“Can’t breathe.” He managed to get out. 
"You're okay." She hummed, reaching behind him. "Why don't we put some oxygen on, see if that helps, hmm?"
He nodded. It had to help, surely. He kept his hand pressed to his side, the pain making his head spin, not to mention the inability to catch his breath. There was a flare of panic, knowing if he passed out things would just get worse, and he tried to fight it. 
"That's it, just relax, okay? I know it's difficult. You're doing really well." She soothed. 
How the hell was he supposed to relax? He felt like he was dying, and all she could say to him was relax. He whimpered, things just getting harder and harder. He looked across the room at Harrison, desperate for some more reassurance. 
Of course Harrison couldn't be trusted to be left alone for five minutes. They'd been stupid enough to leave the crutches close enough for him to reach, so he did. He'd won the fight with the side of the bed and was halfway across when Fao looked to him, and he offered him an encouraging grin. 
“Hars.” He rasped, reaching out for him. 
The nurse turned, exasperated. "Harrison! You're supposed to be in bed."
Harrison gave as much of a shrug as he could, all but collapsing into the chair by Fao's bed. He stretched out to grab at Fao's hand, coughing himself. 
"I got you, Wolfie."
Having Harrison helped Fao to get a bit more control, forcing a slower, deeper breath the best he could. He squeezed his fingers, humming. His cough sounded just as bad, but they were together and that helped. 
"Just in an' out." He managed, squeezing Fao's hand back. "You're okay."
He whimpered, the fear still there despite the oxygen, though it was making it a little easier, stopped his head spinning a bit. 
"You're doing really well, Fao. Keep up with that breathing, yeah? It's hard, I know, but your sats have come back up, it's working well."
He nodded slowly, focusing on his breathing, trying to control it, forcing himself to exhale slowly. It was starting to work, though the cough threatened again, and he tried to clear his throat. 
"That's it, well done." The nurse praised gently. "Keep that up."
He nodded again, feeling useless. He just had to get his breath back, stop the damn cough, but every breath was agony, not just the incision across his ribs but his shoulder too, the muscles screaming at him as he tried desperately to gain control. 
The other nurse reappeared, medications in hand. "Right you two, I've got your pain relief." 
Harrison glanced up. "Fao first."
"Harrison! Again, really? You know you're not allowed to be up without anyone helping." She tutted at him, shaking her head as she headed to Fao's bed. "You'll end up hurting yourself."
Harrison shrugged. "Fao needed me."
Fao knew Harrison had been bad to get up, but he couldn’t complain because Hars really was a lifeline for him. He squeezed his hand again, offering him a weak smile as he continued trying to control his breathing. “Hurts.”
"Where's your cannula, Fao? There it is. Just got you something for the pain, yeah?" She said softly, flushing the cannula first.
He moved his arm slightly, so she could get at his cannula, nodding his consent. The flush was cold, but not awful, and the meds went in soon after. 
"Better?" Harrison asked, his worry clear on his face.
Fao nodded again. The meds were helping, both the coughing and the pain, and he could start to catch his breath again. He squeezed Harrison’s hand again, managing a smile. “Better.”
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metmarfilart · 2 years
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I’m working on a graphic novel about James Barry!  He was an extraordinary person, the surgeon who managed to achieve the third successful cesarean registered in history in which both the mother and baby survived. He was also recognized for implementing huge improvements in the health system in many countries that were under British colonization, specially focused on under represented and marginalized groups. He also had an affair with the governor of Cape Town in 1817, Charles Somerset. Some would say the best improvements to ever happen by that time in a land marked by foreign invasion precisely happened when those two crossed their paths. Determined to make a difference he overcame every adversity on his way, including being a transgender man in the austere regency era.   If you want to support the creation of this graphic novel and see early sketches and sneak peaks please consider joining my Patreon
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chadscapture · 1 year
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Incision
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irishhousecore · 1 month
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1 week (13/03/23) first reveal post op !!! Looking really good!
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For reference, i had a drainless double incision technique and have mild pectus excavatum (my sternum is a bit sunken in which is why my chest isnt completely flat but almost concave-ish).
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YOU KIDS WANNA SEE MY INCISION I GOT FROM SURGERY?
Kinda gives me a Jason Todd vibe anyways, and I'm honestly up for any tattoo ideas to cover it up. I'd love to see what you guys suggest. Hell, you'd get bonus points for an art reference (and if I do choose that design/idea, I'll definitely tag you and actually pay you back for the amazin art.)
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This is where I get the most pain from and where the drain was that I had on my left side and also my left arm (I got hit on the left side of my body)
Staple gang though. 🤙
Three day difference
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luky4n0va · 1 year
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celebrity amputations// #me
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gebo4482 · 2 years
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INCISION
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unownzone · 2 years
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xephora · 2 years
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I’m drowning in submission, referred intuition, intermission incisions, incriminating decisions, bellowed passions described white, black and yellow, post mansions, stairway to heaven swallowed by captions mesmerized by their factions, this is in the happening, weather hell is hotter than the whether in open dead space or deep down under in the nether.
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spooniesolutions · 2 years
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Everything went fine and I'm resting at home now with half a thyroid. The surgery took longer than expected (3.5 hours I think) but a good chunk of that was getting situated and waking up so I could move to recovery. Since I'd been having voice fatigue already she'd given us a heads up the tumor had really been making itself at home and that it might take time to get everything untangled in there in order to protect the nerves and the parathyroid.
They had a vendor in the OR, can't remember the name but it's a neuromonitoring company. The breathing tube had a camera and electrodes built into it so they could monitor the integrity of the laryngeal nerves throughout the surgery. So as a singer that's reassuring. I'll see the surgeon's PA next week but for now the instructions are to avoid whispering, loud talking, and singing for 6 weeks.
Feeling okay--I expected the sore throat and I'm still a bit shaky from the general anesthesia. The hardest thing is that literally any movement (especially bending forward even slightly) causes a lot of pressure to the incision. Time to get used to brushing my teeth from every inch of my six feet I guess. Had some trouble peeing but that's getting better.
Incision pic for anyone who is interested--thankfully it's just internal dissolveable stitches and skin glue.
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Thank you for the well wishes! ❤️
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lilylizard · 2 years
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I don't know if I actually posted after my surgery but I just got (most of) my stitches out yesterday
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a picture of my stitches and one of the area after they took out all but 3 of the stitches (which come out next Wednesday)
the later photo looks worse because I made the bad decision to walk around a very hot and very humid Baltimore for 8 hours the day before I was supposed to have them removed and I probably should not have done that :(
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