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cleverclovers · 1 month
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I'm going to cry. The bone chip in my elbow that the military docs insisted would reabsorb never did and now it gets in the joint causing excruciating pain. Can I deal with it by talking to the doctor? Probably. But I keep prioritizing other things.
Now I'm in pain, unable to move my left arm, so I can't cook or clean, today.
I wish I could take ibuprofen or Aleve, but it's one of those nature is cruel moments and I'm allergic
Currently warming my elbow up on a pillow
I. Really fuckin hate that I keep having to ask for help but I don't have any one hand friendly meals or any coordination to attempt to adapt a meal to my circumstances.
I'd like to just. Order a couple pizzas and have food for the rest of the day so I can rest and recover
What id really like is to remember to ask the docs to go in and remove this stupid bone chip... But for now... Food is important.
36$. Four sketches, or two inks, discounted. To be done ASAP
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b33zlebubz · 2 months
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I'ma do some bookkeeping/make a masterlist for Rigor Mortis in a few hours so some things might switch around a bit
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lightspren · 1 month
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pretty sure that I, by completely fucking devil sponsored coincidence, got Actually Sick right when I got a covid shot (or else was lowkey sick and the shot made it Highkey)
cause yeah my asthma has been acting up for a week so something could’ve been hiding out. And the tiredness, chill, and pain when touched are all to be expected for me from the vaccine. But I’m pretty sure a covid vaccine should not give me a congested nose and sinus drainage (which in turn is causing a sore throat).
so that’s nifty!
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ssolessurvivor · 3 months
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fucking rip, I've had a horrible migraine all day while doing errands and visiting places, so....I do not think I'll be here I just want to curl in bed and sleep
I hope to god I'll be on tomorrow cause my queue is running too low for my liking going into my first week of new job so...fingers crossed.
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kakashihasibs · 1 year
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Fibromyalgia is a bitch
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ashyblondwaves · 8 months
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It’s rainy and thundering and just is generally a perfect day off to sit and write.
But… I have a headache and it’s hard to think right now 🤕
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iceicewifey · 9 months
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the tests keep coming back negative but i’m convinced this is covid again
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butchfeygela · 1 year
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hey did yall know getting stitches through ur clit and labia hurts like an absolute motherfucker?
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5yin · 1 year
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for anyone else who gets incapacitating muscle aches w their period i added peppermint oil to my hot bath & the relief brought me to tears
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crystallllines · 1 year
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so is this head pain due to covid or not
i am literally going crazy trying to figure this out
and also i am incredibly annoyed at my parents
“oh daddy says that i need fresh oxygen to get better so i can’t wear the mask”
what the fuck? yeah ok because daddy knows because he���s absolutely had it before, right?
“well you don’t know what good the mask did for you or not!”
i KNOW that if i had worn my mask in certain situations, or if people who were sick had been wearing their mask around me, i would not have gotten sick!!
i have so much schoolwork to do i can’t deal with this head pain please let it go away and please let me not be sick!
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5-guys-but-with-8 · 2 years
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getting a little ~silly~ with my painkillers again
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bvlletproof-heart · 4 months
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Uhhhmmm if these cramps so not stop along with my stomach acting up, I might just go home and rest.
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acesofspade · 1 year
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whoever invented wisdom teeth should be shot
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steddieas-shegoes · 3 months
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Just started thinking about labor and delivery nurse Steve Harrington having to fill in for his best friend Robin in the ER at the last minute on his off week
And who stumbles in (comes in on a stretcher) but rock star Eddie Munson who fell off the stage at his show just because he’s incredibly clumsy (this isn’t even the first time it’s happened). His leg is very obviously broken at the knee because he broke his fall with it and he’s struggling to focus on questions because of the pain.
One of his bandmates came with him, Jeff, who Eddie keeps referring to as his mom on the road. Jeff calls Eddie’s next of kin so they can focus on giving him a scan, pain meds, and setting his leg as soon as possible.
The pain meds kick in fast and he’s flirting with Steve nonstop.
And he’s good.
He hits all of Steve’s buttons: the obnoxious pet names that should be annoying but aren’t, the casual touches to his hands and arms as he gets him comfortable, the lines he’s using that are stupid but adorable.
He has no reason to stay after they take care of his major injury and the one spot on his arm that needed stitches. He didn’t hit his head and passes all the concussion protocol tests, his stats are normal, his pain is being managed with a prescription of Tylenol with codeine. He can go home.
But Eddie insists he should have Steve’s number in case he gets worse (he won’t) or has questions (google is available). Steve gives him his number.
He texts him almost immediately.
And keeps texting him for days.
Weeks.
Calls him every morning before Steve’s shifts. Every time his post-show adrenaline matches up with Steve’s lunch breaks. Every time their schedules sync up.
And then he shows up randomly to get his cast removed.
Steve reminds him he could’ve gone anywhere, especially because he was working his usual floor.
Eddie reminds him that he wanted an excuse to see him.
Steve manages to grab a 30 minute lunch break when all his fellow nurses and doctors find out his Eddie is visiting.
When Eddie leaves, it’s with a promise to be back when tour ends in less than a month, a promise to take Steve on a real date, and a promise to be the best damn boyfriend Steve’s ever had.
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bkgml · 9 months
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pro hero kats having to do an interview when he’s sick because he signed a contract.
i just know he’s so baby when he gets sick because of that only child syndrome he’s been stuck with. he gets really needy and just wants to be around you. give him love pls.
maybe it’s one of those interviews with the boards that have the peel off stickies on them where he answers questions about himself and his life.
idk whatever u guys think!
he doesn’t want to go.
“baby?” you ask gently and only get a grumble in response.
your hands drift over to trace the muscles on his back. you’re sat up against the headboard on your phone and he’s laying on his stomach with his head on your lap and he’s got his arms wrapped around you.
when you guys woke up this morning you’d planned to walk around the city you’re in, grab lunch and maybe do some shopping before going in for his interview.
but katsuki unexpectedly woke up with a fever and a stuffy nose.
so instead, your day has been filled with tylenol and naps.
“i know you don’t feel well but it’s time to get up.” you say gently, caressing his back while you speak and finishing with a tap on his shoulder to signal him to sit up.
“i don’t want to fucking go to this shitty interview.” he bites. it’s not directed at you and it’s clear from the way he nestles himself deeper into your plush thighs as he speaks.
you lean forward to press kisses to his warm forehead.
“i know,” you coo.
“but you have to. i’ll get you some more medicine before you go, okay?” you murmur against his temple.
he huffs but peels his eyes open anyway, shifting to rest his chin on your thigh while looking up at you.
“you’re not coming with me?” he replies with an unknown quietness, a hint of desperation slipping through.
you smile and kiss his forehead again.
“do you want me to?” you ask and he nods gently before shifting to press kisses along your bare thigh.
“okay.” you whisper.
“we need to get up now though.” you say and he grumbles but stands with you anyway.
the two of you get ready together-slowly but surely, and head out the door.
when the two of you arrive it’s obvious to everyone on set that katsuki’s more annoyed then usual.
his brows are furrowed so deep they practically cover his eyes, and he’s covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
you explain the situation and the crew agrees to keep this as quick as possible for him.
he puts on his brave face for the camera, goes through about one board in between each cut where he gets a five minute break.
“cut! thanks dynamite, take a five minute break.” the director calls out and you walk to where he’s slumped in his chair, pout on his face.
“hi, handsome.” you smile.
“what do you need? tylenol?” you ask and he shakes his head.
“water?” another shake of his head.
“do you want me to get you a cool towel for your head?” and he shakes his head once more.
“what do you need?” he ask gently.
his hand reaches out for you, misses once and after seeing his brows furrow in frustration you step forward.
the second time he reaches for you he gets a hold on your elbow and drags you forward until your thighs are touching his knees.
he sighs and allows himself to fall forward until his forehead is planted on your shoulder.
you breathe out a laugh and his arms come up to hold you around the waist.
you just stand there and let him do his thing.
every once in while you let your hand travel up and down his back. sometimes you’ll let it slip into his hair, scratching gently.
he lets out sighs and little grunts in reply when you ask him questions. he’s just breathing and hoping the director never yells action again.
“alright everyone, breaks over!” the director shouts and katsuki’s arms tighten around you because he was honestly starting to drift off, but he lets you go anyway so this can be over with.
he does two more boards where he answers questions about pro hero life and the rare question about his childhood and some about you.
there’s a 45 minute dinner break and katsuki spends it in his dressing room.
there’s a couch in there and he wants his half hour power nap.
“here take a tylenol before going to bed.” you say and he pops the pill before laying down and attempting to drag you with him.
“i’m going to get you a cold towel, i’ll be back.”
he groans when you leave but if he’s being honest a cold towel does sound really good.
“hi, i’m back!” you announce while walking back into the room.
when you get close enough his big hands snatch you by the waist and lifts you to straddle him while he lays on the couch.
you giggle and place the towel over his forehead.
“god, your makeup team is going to kill me.” you sigh.
he shuts his eyes and drags his hands up and down your thighs.
“don’t care. i’ll tell them i asked for it.” he mumbles, already drifting off.
“okay.” you whisper.
his power nap did not help him much and in fact probably made him a bit worse.
but you just reminded him that the quicker he got through this, the quicker you guys could go back to the hotel and sleep until morning.
he got through it. had to have little breaks for water and hugs, but he still did it.
when the two of you get home from the trip there’s edits popping up everywhere of the two of you on set.
“katsuki bakugou needing cuddles while he’s sick.”
“pro hero dynamite being in love with his girl for ten minutes straight.”
and all of the comments are filled with shit like,
katsufan118: can he look at me like that?
dynamiteloverrr836: why is he so cute with her
ynnkats4life: my fav relationship
katsuki frowns like his reputation has been completely ruined.
“kats they’re not wrong.” you smile and he grumbles but secretly agrees with you.
“who the fuck filmed us? ‘m getting them fired.” he says.
you slap his chest lightly.
“katsuki! don’t. they’re doing gods work here. i get a compilation of you being all needy.” you smile brightly.
he argues with you playfully but he can agree it’s not all bad.
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