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Spoonie Nurse.

@becausepie / becausepie.tumblr.com

Hey, I'm Lisa. I have a degree in Forensics and a nursing degree. Dedicated to proving that someone with EDS type 3/HMS (as well as a few other bits and bobs) can be successful in any chosen...
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reblogging solely for that deeply unnerving caption

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doctorsiggy

FRESHLY PEELED SHEEPS

Fuck this. Does everyone just not see the blood scrapes on some of their backs and faces???!!! Anyone, seriously, correct me if I’m wrong because this is making me upset af

Domesticated sheep need to be sheared because they don’t shed their coats on their own and it can be bad for their health if it gets too big.

Also, it looks considering how close they cut that it went fairly well. I see like 2 nicks maybe, but with the photo it’s hard to tell. I mean, unfortunately, you’re going to nick a few animals because they don’t understand the order of “stand still” very well. 

Sheep can die from heat exhaustion if they aren’t sheared. 

Also, their skin secretes lanolin, which quickly soothes and heals any nicks they get during shearing. 

in conclusion, it is good to peel the sheeps

Please peel your sheeps

Go take your anti peeling agenda elsewhere

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down-w-hate

Goat onions

I peel sheeps a lot at college and lemme tell you they don’t understand that if they move they will get cut… every time.

Peel the sheeps

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Trains. People. EDS. Broken. Spoonless.

I know I don’t look sick, this is a packed peak hour train and you are waiting for me to give up my seat. I can see you looking at me expectantly and disapprovingly. I can hear you clicking you tongue at me and shaking your head. I understand what society expects from me in this situation – I am sitting in the priorty seats after all. And I know I don’t look sick. I know I am in my mid 20’s and I should be able to stand up for the next 20 minutes on the train and let you rest your bones and it goes again everything I was taught to sit here and ignore you, but here is what is happening with me and why I can’t do what society expects from me in this sitation. I have a condition called EDS which affects my connective tissues and causes chronic dislocations/subluxations, pain and a bunch of other weird and wacky things that don’t need to be told to a stranger of a train. I have a mild case of it compared to others but right now it is kicking my butt. My legs feel like they are on fire, are shakey and I just don’t trust them to hold me right now and one of my toes is dislocated in my boot and won’t go back in even though it came out easily enough. My back is sore, no real reason, its just sore because it can be. I feel like I’ve been hung up by my fingers like in some medieval torture and every joint from my fingers to my shoulders has been flung out. I have a constant headache made worse by the fact that I am currently anaemic which brings with it lightheadiness and fatigue. I also know that when I go to get off this train you won’t notice my shakiness or the little limb I have because my ankle is threatening topple me over as it’s not quite realigned right after moving out of place overnight or that I have perfected looking like a normal person when I am in excruciating pain. This is from years of practice of blending in. I know I don’t look sick. I know that I am young but I feel like I am in the body of an elderly person right now. I know you think I am disrespectful and right now you are probably right and I should have told you all of this this morning but I have very few spoons at the moment and I am just barely getting through my day.

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I’m gay. I’m tired.

I texted one of my best friends this morning and asked, “Did you hear about Orlando?” because the first time I ever went to a gay club and pretended like I was “out” was with him when we were fresh out of high school. Out of all my friends, he’s probably spent the most time in gay clubs. Which means I’m more worried about him than about my other friends. So I texted him.

I’m tired.

They want people to give blood, but it’s gay people who need the blood and it’s gay people who can’t donate. But we’re in crisis mode! We’ll take your tainted gay blood for today only!

I’m tired.

I held hands with a man last week and thought, “Oh no, we’re in a small town in Utah and this is dangerous because we’re both gay,” before I remembered that he’s a guy and I’m a girl so no, it’s not dangerous. But the next time I hold hands with a girl, will someone see us and get mad enough to shoot 50 gay people? Will I feel responsible when I read the news? Will I feel like a danger to society for being gay?

I’m tired.

I went to Pride in Salt Lake City last weekend and I complained as I stood in line in the hot sun and I complained about the ticket prices and I complained about the festival being smaller than it was last year and I complained. When it was over, I was still alive. I’m still alive. I can’t believe I complained.

I’m tired.

Bury your gays. Currently on television, 4 percent of characters identify as LGBT. In 2016, about 40 percent of that 4 percent have already died. Yesterday, that might’ve been the issue I wanted to discuss. Yesterday, I might’ve been angry about fictional gays dying. Yesterday. Art imitates life, life imitates art, and I am tired.

I’m tired.

A year ago I put a rainbow flag around my shoulders and celebrated the legalization of gay marriage in the United States. A year ago there was no law banning transgender people from using the bathroom of their choosing. A year ago a man hadn’t shot 50 gay people dead because he saw two men kissing and got angry. “Now that gay marriage is legal, what more do you people want?” Well, I want to stay alive, for one thing.

I’m tired.

There aren’t gay coffee shops or gay restaurants – there are gay nightclubs. Gay nightclubs where LGBT people can meet other LGBT people and feel safe. I want to meet other LGBT people and make friends with LGBT people, but I also don’t want to die.

I’m tired.

My existence is controversial. Even though I’m out, I have to be careful about how “gay” I “act.” What happens if I’m at work and offend a customer? What happens if someone I know reads these words and decides to punish me for them? What happens if someone gets so angry about my sexuality that they shoot 50 people?

#WeAreTired

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I just feel inadequate like I’m a burden, like I don’t matter

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becausepie

You are not inadequate, you are not a burden and you matter more than you could possibly imagine. You are beautiful and smart. You deserve happiness and joy, to laugh until you cry. I know it doesn’t seem like that and some stranger telling you different is not really useful but you are not alone and you are special, unique and beautiful. I hope this feeling doesn’t last long. hugs and love, xx

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About to push the adenosine...

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vsofnursing

Newbie here, what’s the joke?

Adenosine is used when a patient’s heart is in certain rapid unstable rhythms (SVT)… when used correctly it essentially reboots the heart and the patient “flat lines” for a few seconds on the ECG before restarting, hopefully in a slower and more normal rhythm. 

Ha this is the type of stuff that will help me study for my classes

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becausepie

Have you tried turning it off and on again?

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How many ways can I say that I am a fucking zebra? That I don’t have these stripes for shits and giggles! That sleeping is an extreme fucking sport and I can’t play other sports because I am a danger to myself and others, no matter how much I want to. That some things I can’t do because, even though you can’t see it or feel it, everything hurts and is in the wrong place. I am not lazy. You can not understand how I feel, my brain fog, my pain, my grief or anything else can comes with these stripes, unless you have the same stripes. I really hope you never have to know the heaviness of these stripes. The pain, the grief, the fatigue, the frustration, the confusion, the dizziness, the regret, the financial struggle, the invisibility, the isolation and the tens of thousands other crappy bullshit things that come with these stripes. How many ways can I say that I am a spoonie and I really hope you never have to know what that means?

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The Isolating Effect of Chronic Illness

Many people mention several negatives, side effects and draw backs of Chronic Illness. The one I find most often overlooked, both by professional literature and anecdotal evidence is the severe isolation and loneliness that can come with being sick. We are treated as less than equals because of our disability in so many ways. We need social interaction just as much, if not more than…
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woluf

Just Chronic Fatigue Things

  • feeling so tired you might pass out
  • never feeling like you’ve slept - ever
  • forgetting what you’re going to say 100 times a day
  • being too tired to sleep
  • sleeping for 4/8/12 hours and feeling just as tired
  • needing a nap after being away for 3 hours
  • muscle aches
  • waking up feeling like you have the flu
  • waking up feeling like you’ve been hit by a freight train
  • your legs not wanting to work after walking up a small hill or the stairs
  • nausea
  • sensory overload, e.g. loud cafés, pubs or anywhere making you feel dizzy
  • anxiety
  • being too tired to remember the symptoms of your own illness
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feb 29th is rare disease day.

ehlers danlos is one of those conditions. its painful, it can be isolating & its constantly misunderstood/mistreated.

its also really blinking hard to get treatment as its complicated.

i am a medical zebra

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