#Brain tumor surgery recovery

[mastoidectomy-b]

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Introduction:

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[shironezuninja]

McFarland’s gonna be ok. I’m happy.

[recreationalcynodont]

we were talking about brain damage and personality changes yesterday and my coworker was like oh yeah i know a guy who went in after a major concussion and it turned out he had a huge tumor on his brain and they took it out and now he’s way nicer, doesnt yell at the waitresses when we go to breakfast anymore.

dave your wife is a waitress. dave why are you hanging out with people who yell at waitstaff. dave.

[joyful-enchantress]

Is it 2025 yet? 🕚

Folks tend to get reflective during this time of year and... it's me. I'm folks. Reflecting on 2024 has been hitting me in the gut like a sucker punch.

Some of you know, in great detail, what I've faced in 2024. Some of you know parts of it, but not all. And some of you know none of it. But 2024 has been the most difficult year in my 32 years of life. That's not to say that there hasn't been any joy throughout the year, because there has been. That's just to say that the things I've had to process this year sometimes had me feeling like both my brain and my heart were in a blender.

I've been a bit of a recluse as a result -- not just on Tumblr, but in all my communication channels, and even IRL to an extent. I certainly haven't been myself for much of the year.

With the holidays upon us, I'm feeling extra reflective, and so I decided to do a 2024 recap. And there's some people I want to thank that will be tagged. PLEASE, there is no obligation to read on, even if you're tagged. There's some heavy shit below the cut. If you're tagged and don't choose to read on, just know that you've played a part in adding some warmth and light to my year despite everything and that I love and appreciate you 💚

Here goes nothing --

January 2024: After a few months in a nursing home, we learned that my husband's grandmother was put on hospice.

February 2024: My husband's grandmother passed away. Our first loss of the year. It was sad, but not tragic. She was 99 and passed away peacefully. Later in the month, we get the news that my maternal grandfather has cancer. It was discovered very late.

March 2024: My grandfather was put on hospice.

April 2024: My grandfather passed away. Our second loss of the year. I'm trying to comfort my mom as she mourns the loss of her dad. Later in the month, MY dad has some tests done and gets a call with the results -- they detected tumors in his abdomen.

May 2024: After a few more appointments, it becomes clear that my dad's situation is dire. He is shortlisted for major surgery to remove the tumors ASAP. He had surgery on May 21st. They removed several tumors, the largest of which was about 44 lbs (20 kg) ‼️ Recovery from the surgery seems to be going fairly well at first, but then things take a turn with some additional complications. He passed away for the first time on May 31st, but they resuscitated him. Now he has 6 broken ribs on top of everything else.

June 2024: My dad spent most of the first week of June unconscious and on life support. My family, considering all options and all the complications, made the difficult and heartbreaking decision to take him off life support and end his suffering. He passed away on June 7th. We held a beautiful memorial service for him on June 22nd. I started therapy to get support through my grief.

July 2024: Towards the end of the month, my mom found a camera in the house as she began sorting through things. She found it in the stand beside my dad's chair. After some digging she also located the charging cord and turned the camera on expecting some happy memories. Instead, she found photographic evidence of my dad's infidelity. And the woman in the pictures with my dad is one of my mom's sisters. The pictures are from about 10 years ago. Obviously this news rocks my world -- tilts it on its axis. I feel some cracks forming in the foundation of who I am as a person, since my dad shaped so much of that. I was close with my dad. I never suspected in a million years that he could have done something like this.

August 2024: During this month, my mom managed to find my dad's phone, which had become lost amongst the chaos of bringing his things back from the hospital, funeral planning, etc. In light of what she found on the camera, she opens my dad's text message thread with my aunt. It is damning; full of pictures, explicit messages, and arrangements. Some as recently as early 2024. My dad's affair with my mom's sister was ongoing for a decade.

September 2024: I feel like I'm finally making a breakthrough in therapy (thank god I didn't waste time deciding to start in the first place or I don't know if I would have made it through the year). My therapist is wonderful and she has me start to work on reparenting myself and relearning how to express my emotions in a healthy way, after a childhood of being raised by a dad who would yell and scream and get angry anytime I cried. I seriously would stare at my therapist through the screen and say "I WANT to cry right now, but I can't" My body would shut it down without me even thinking; a defense mechanism that I had developed as a kid to avoid getting screamed at. (GREAT news -- I'm way better at crying, now, guys!! 🥳)

October 2024: My husband is in a car accident. Most importantly, he is okay! He did end up with whiplash and a concussion, and his concussion symptoms do still flare up from time to time even 2 months later, but we've been told that's not abnormal and they are getting fewer and further between. As a much more minor but still disappointing note -- the accident happened the day before we were supposed to leave for a trip that we had planned and had been looking forward to since January. We had to cancel the trip.

November 2024: My first Thanksgiving without my dad was very difficult.

December 2024: My mom closed on a house! This is obviously very exciting and I more than understand why she wants to move out and sort of leave everything of her life with my dad behind. But it is still... a lot. It is all so strange. And scary. And sad. I celebrated my first birthday without my dad on December 19th. It was hard. He gave me roses and a balloon every year without fail. So, this year my wonderful husband got me 32 red rose cookies... he didn't want to replicate exactly what my dad did (he might have, had it not been for the discovery of my dad's decade-long affair) but he wanted to pay homage to it, and I think he knocked it out of the park. I love him so much and I'm so lucky to have him.

And now I'm about to celebrate my first Christmas without my dad. I already know it is going to be difficult. This entire holiday season has been more difficult than I could probably explain. But I'm being kind to myself and I'm trying to look for the joy amongst it all.

If you've made it this far --- whew. Are you okay? Seriously, I know that is a lot, even to just read about all at once. I've spent a lot of time this year being so confused and angry... my grief journey for my father, which is already difficult in and of itself, doesn't even get to be straightforward or "normal."

I'm aware this has been bleak. I didn't post this to bring you down. I just wanted to put it out there so you know. So you know why I may have seemed distant or absent this year.

I sincerely hope that you all have the warmest and most wonderful holiday season, and a kick-ass New Year! So many of you have been there for me this year, whether in direct support, or just by providing some fun, silly distractions that injected joy and laughter into my year. Truly, you have no idea the difference or the lasting impression even one comment or whisper of support can make. I love you all, and don't you forget it.

Here's to 2025! May it be kinder to us all ✨

@ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @lokisgoodgirl @mochie85 @sarahscribbles @infinitystoner @loz-3 @loopsisloops @holdmytesseract @muddyorbs @give-me-a-moose @maple-seed @ladyofthestayingpower @tallseaweed @loki-cees-all @liminalpebble @fandxmslxt69 @lokiandbuckysdoll @superficialdomina @jiyascepter @gruftiela @simplyholl ++ people I'm sure that I missed 💚

[polpocomune]

Brain Tumor - I need help

LONG OVER DUE UPDATE 2024 (29/July/2024)!: Still doing some tests, this is going to go on for a long time. I'm not in a urgency right now and will probably do another final update in September (officially a year after surgery). I'm very grateful for all the people that have helped me, thank you!

UPDATE (3/November/2023):

I haven't fully paid all my debts so I still have active my gofundme page in case anybody wants to help, I would really appreciate it.

Currently still doing more tests in order to see if there is any tumor residue, in case I need another treatment. Thank you for your support.

UPDATE (10/September/2023):

I got surgery!! Currently in recovery. THANK YOU SO MUCH!! T__T

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Hello! I know I don’t have many followers and I’m just another random tumblr user but if you guys could help me share this I would be forever grateful. English is not my first laungage so excuse me if I make any mistake.

On Monday, May 1, around 2 p.m. in the afternoon, I had an epileptic fit. They took me to the ER because the seizures wouldn't stop, then they transferred me to a second hospital where they did a CT scan, but nothing abnormal came out, so they transferred me back to the first hospital. I kept convulsing and I got to the point of being intubated, since I was having breathing difficulties. Until the next day, around 4 a.m., I was able to wake up and was discharged in the afternoon since I looked more stable.

After going to the neurologist and doing several more in-depth studies, they concluded that the epileptic seizures were due to the fact that I have a brain tumor in the upper frontal part. I still have time to extract it, however, the surgery is very expensive for me, approximately $11,760 dollars. That's why I need any help I can get.

I appreciate any contribution even if it is only sharing my cause or having read this far. Thank you so much. ❤️

https://gofund.me/0e392ec8

[pheonixxfoxx]

The Last Japan Box Of 2024!

This was precisely the very last Japan box of the year! 🎉 Hard to genuinely believe it's already 2025. Why must time fly?! 😞

While it was smaller than previous boxes, there were still some fantastic flashy gets inside! 💙

As always, Jiraiya was a "purr"-fect little helper gray potato! 😸

The card frame is, OMG!! 🙀 It adds considerably to the already sexy card! Undoubtedly a must have for the collection, the moment my eyes gazed upon its glory!

This little cutie is SO soft! 💙 I in fact have a second one on the way. As I naturally want to snuggle him so badly, but carefully keep the plush mint at the same time! The issue will be properly resolved in the next box.

What we have here is an extremely rare find and something that I never believed would be obtained! This notable figure was from a Shonen Jump contest back in 2009! I initially learned of this thanks to a Japan Mercari listing. There are three figures total and the seller wanted $350!! This was a price that couldn't be justified! Luckily, a set appeared on Yahoo Japan and I won!! 🎉

Buggy reminds me of something out of Super Mario here! 😸 Not sure if I will remove him from the protective plastic? Oh and he's magnetic! The other figures in the set are Luffy and Chopper. While Luffy has a home, Chopper will probably be listed on eBay or Mercari soon! 🤔

The can badge in the middle of the top row, Buggy's name is embossed! I truly love running my finger over the raised lettering. 😺 To be honest, a second for the collection wouldn't hurt! One for me to carefully touch and the other to remain mint!

Astonishingly this magnificent figure had yet to enter the collection! However, here he ultimately is in all his glory! 🙀 All thanks to Book Off listing him dirt cheap on Japan's Mercari! There is just one of the larger Buggy figures missing from the collection now. Which is of his Emperor look, fortunately his price has really dropped!

The calendar art of Buggy here is super sexy, unique and love! 🤤 I'm naturally delighted it's an image where he isn't being tortured! So tired of seeing art depicting that!! 😞

The gorgeous card on the left is part of an absolutely stunning fan made set, featuring various One Piece characters! 💙 💙

In this image we have the impressive back of the card; this is indeed a true labor of love to One Piece! ☺️

This is the last item from December's box! It's an old 2012 Jump Festa poster featuring my handsome man and his brother!

Absolutely, another autographed card! 😸 Though, here me out! The English version of this card hadn't graced the collection until now! Not only that, I really like how the card is presented. It was in a lot and the seller was kind enough to sell this separate! 💙 They even included the One Piece TCG Chinese promo for free! Such an incredible seller all the way around!

Once again, that gold pen! Not sure if anyone bothers following what I babble about here? I wanted to mention that Mike Mcfarland just under went surgery to have a tumor carefully removed from his brain! While the surgery was successful, his road to recovery is a long one.

This is shocking, words unfortunately escape me. 😿 Without Mike's distinctive voice, Buggy wouldn't be the clown I passionately love and adore. The one who undoubtedly saved my life and has kept me going! 💙 I sincerely wish him a rapid recovery, and hope to fulfill my dream of meeting him one day!

Last item of this long post, which is just a close-up of the Chinese anniversary card! 😸 The next post will show off some of my surprising card pulls from OP 09! Still waiting for the two boxes that I preodered! Needless too say, TCGDistrict has lost a loyal customer…😾

[trashbag-baby666]

Protect-Clegan

mota greys anatomy au

Summary: read part one here! John and Gale have a difficult surgical case.

wc: 840

mota masterlist! | ao3 link

The OR held a tense almost suffocating energy to it as Gale and John worked side by side on a young patient with a brain tumor. Gale used his instruments with practiced precision, his razor shop focused on the brain tumor. 

John stood next to him monitoring vitals and calling out updates. 

Suddenly the boy's heart rate dropped, “He’s coding!” Gale called pulling his instruments back away from the boy. “Push epinephrine, now!”

“Starting compressions!” John called as he locked his gloved fingers together and delivered even compressions to the boy's chest. 

It felt like hours but in minutes the boy's heart stuttered back to life. But it wasn’t over, the boy coded twice more throughout the surgery, pushing the entire surgical team to the brink. Gale and John trading out who did compressions. 

After hours of a grueling surgery, the tumor was removed and the boy was stabilized and in a recovery room.

Gale smoothed his hands over his scrubs and glanced at John, before walking through the doors to the waiting room, John in tow.

The boy's mother shot up from her chair, “how is he?” She demanded, her voice trembling.

Gales face softened but remained professional, “The surgery was successful in removing the tumor, but there were complications during the procedure, your son’s heart stopped multiple times. He’s stable now, but we’ll need to monitor-“ 

“You let my son die on that table?” The woman yelled, her voice thick with fear, “you’re supposed to be one of the best in the country and you almost killed him!?”

Gale flinched, the weight of the words hitting him, “Ma’am, I assure you, we did everything—“

“My son could’ve died because of you!” The lady pointed accusingly at Gale, her husband stepping in as John did as well. 

“Ma’am,” he spoke, his voice calm but firm, “Doctor Cleven saved your son’s life today, without him we wouldn’t even be having this conversation.” 

The mother turned her anger onto John. “And who are you!? Another doctor who stood by and let him nearly Kill my son?” 

“I’m the surgeon who was standing right beside him.” John replied, his tone unwavering, “I watched him fight for your son’s life. Three times. No one worked harder in the OR than doctor Cleven.”  

The woman’s anger crumbled into tears as the weight of the situation set in and she sank into her husband. 

“I know this is hard,” Gale spoke up, “But your son is alive and we’ll do everything he can to assure he recovers.” 

Gale looked out over the Seattle skyline, the sun dipping below the towering buildings. He leaned on the railing looking back at John, “You didn’t have to step in like that.”

“Yes I did,” John said, coming to the edge and looking over the rail at the long way down from the rooftop, “You did everything you could and we saved him.” 

Gale wasn’t in the mood to argue with John, “Thanks,” his voice uncertain.

John patted Gales' hand and rested his on top of Gales.

Gale kept his eyes on the purpley, pink horizon, “I know you think you’re helping,” he spoke softly, “but I can’t stop hearing her words, John. What if she’s right?” 

“Doctor Gale Cleven, you’re one of the best surgeons I know…you gave that little boy your all.” 

Gale let out a bitter laugh, “it doesn’t feel like it, three times, three times that boy coded.” 

John squeezed his hand, “And three times you brought him back. Do you know how rare that is? You fought harder for that kid than anyone else could’ve. Gale you’re not just a good surgeon you’re the best surgeon…and I’ll keep  reminding you that.” 

Gale turned to look at him, his eyes glassy.  John's voice softened, his tone steady but filled with conviction. "You saved his life, Gale. And if that mother can't see that right now, it's because she's scared. Grief and fear mess with people, make them lash out at the ones who did their best."

Gale swallowed hard, his throat tight. The weight of the mother's anger clung to him like a second skin, a relentless echo in his mind. "But what if I wasn’t enough next time?"

John shook his head firmly. "Stop. You can’t live in the ‘what ifs.’ You were enough today, and that’s what counts."

The tension lingered between them, thick and raw, until John stepped closer, resting his other hand on Gale's shoulder. "Hey," he whispered, "You're allowed to feel this, okay? But don't let it convince you that you're anything less than brilliant."

Gale leaned in closer, nuzzling into John’s side, surrendering himself. John put his arm around him, pulling him impossibly closer and pressing a kiss to the top of Gale's head. “I’m the one who asked you to scrub in on the surgery, if anything I should’ve been the one getting hollered at.”

Gale shook his head, “no, you didn’t deserve it either.” he felt fully surrendered and comfortable in John's grip, away from the others, somewhere private. 

- - Taglist: @austeenbootler @coastiewife465 @executethyself35 @slowsweetlove

[lucky-girl-0128]

Hi Everyone,

I just found out some shocking news about Voice Actor and ADR Scriptwriter Mike McFarland, he is the voice of Buggy the clown from “One Piece” , Master Roshi from “ Dragonball” franchise, Jean Havoc from “Fullmetal Alchemist “ franchise and Haruhi’s Father from “Ouran Highschool Host club”.

He and his work colleagues need our help in donating to his go fund me campaign after he had successfully underwent surgery to remove a brain tumor that started off as a small ear infection that led to a brain tumor diagnosis this past week, like many fans I didn’t know about this up until this morning.

Every bit of contributing money will go for him to have help in his recovery.

We all love the characters and the work that he has done over the years and we all should give a little to help him a lot and in return, we will hopefully get him back on his feet so that he can doing what he loves Voicing Characters and Writing ADR Scripts to make a legion of anime fans happy.

Please donate to this cause.

[rainbow-filmnerd]

Been kind of meaning to change my Tumblr pfp for a while now, but went with Ojiro from MHA because of what happened with his English dub actor, Mike McFarland, recently.

Not sure if this has spread to Tumblr, but Mike recently had an emergency surgery to remove a brain tumor. It's been successful and he's doing okay, a GoFundMe has been made to help Mike on his recovery journey.

I met him back in Maine Comic and Toy Con in 2023, and he was incredibly sweet I have a pic of his autograph below!. I'm hopeful he makes a full recovery and continues his impact on the anime dub/voiceover community. So please, everyone keep Master Roshi, Buggy the Clown, Jean Kirstein, Mashirao Ojiro, Ectoplasm, every other character, and of course Mike McFarland himself in your thoughts! ❤️

[gabatelepsychiatry-blog]

Causes of Reversible Dementia

Dementia means ‘progressive cognitive decline for more than three months’. Although there are severe forms of dementia, such as Alzheimer’s, most forms of dementia are preventable or reversible.

The first reaction when hearing the term dementia is to panic. There have been many cases of elderly patients being wrongly diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease due to cognitive decline.

There have also been many cases of elderly patients committing suicide after a dementia diagnosis. This is why complete evaluation is so important: preventing unnecessary distress and devastation.

Reversible dementia occurs when known medical conditions cause cognitive decline. Studies show that around 20 percent of dementia cases are due to reversible causes.

Early diagnosis is important because it can prevent long-term consequences. Some of the causes of reversible dementia are mentioned below:

Thyroid Dementia Low thyroid hormones or hypothyroidism can cause dementia-like symptoms such as memory loss, confusion, and difficulty concentrating. Studies show that it affects around 4.6% of adults in the U.S. It is observed that synthetic thyroid hormones can improve brain function and cognitive abilities.

Alcohol Dementia Excessive alcohol consumption over a long time can lead to cognitive decline. It can cause memory loss and confusion. Studies show that around 50 percent of people with alcohol use disorder show symptoms of cognitive decline similar to dementia symptoms.

Decreasing the frequency of drinking or stopping alcohol, combined with supplements can lead to improvement in symptoms. Alcohol-induced dementia is at least partially reversible. Recovery of cognitive function often depends on the age of the person, and the severity of the alcohol use.

Vitamin B12 Deficiency Dementia Vitamin B12 deficiency can disrupt brain functioning and lead to dementia-like symptoms such as memory loss or confusion. Studies show that around 10-15% of older adults experience low levels of vitamin B12 deficiency symptoms. B12 supplements can restore cognitive function.

Vitamin B1 Deficiency Dementia Vitamin B1 is important for brain function and energy production. Vitamin B1 deficiency can damage the brain and lead to symptoms that look like dementia, such as forgetfulness and trouble in coordination. Thiamine supplements can be given orally or by injection and are used to treat the deficiency symptoms.

Pituitary Tumors Pituitary tumors can cause a dementia-like syndrome and can be treated with surgery and hormone replacement.

Growth Hormone Deficiency Dementia Growth hormone maintains brain cells and supports brain health. A growth hormone deficiency can lead to dementia-like symptoms such as memory loss, confusion, and difficulty concentrating. Hormone replacement therapy can treat this deficiency.

Pseudo-Dementia Secondary to Depression Pseudo-dementia occurs when underlying depression causes dementia-like symptoms such as memory problems, difficulty concentrating, and confusion. Depression can slow down brain function and make everyday tasks harder.

These dementia-like symptoms can be reversed when underlying depression is treated using antidepressants. Pseudo-dementia can look just like Alzheimer's, as the aging brain is more vulnerable to shifts in serotonin and other neurotransmitters. Pseudodementia can recover rapidly with treatment.

Medication-Induced Delerium Medication-induced delirium can cause confusion and cognitive decline. It is a common cause of cognitive impairment in the elderly. Medication-induced delirium can easily be confused for dementia without proper evaluation. Common perpetrators are antihistamines, antibiotics, and blood pressure medications. Symptoms usually resolve after stopping the offending agent.

HIV-Associated Dementia HIV can affect the brain and nervous system. HIV encephalopathy can spread to the brain, causing cognitive impairment and leading to dementia-like symptoms. It is referred to as “HIV-associated dementia” (HAD). As people with HIV are living longer, HIV dementia is now more common in the elderly. It is observed that antiretroviral therapy and medication can help in reversing the symptoms.

Although these conditions can cause cognitive decline in any age group, older brains are more prone to assaults caused by medical illness, so the cognitive symptoms may appear more obvious.

Reversible dementia offers hope for recovery with early diagnosis and proper treatment. These reversible causes can help patients regain cognitive function and improve their quality of life.

Slow-Progressing Dementia

Microvascular Dementia Almost everyone over seventy-five has some microvascular dementia. It is not reversible per se. However, progression can be slowed down with treatment.

Also, treating the complications with cognitive remediation can dramatically improve social and occupational functioning. Microvascular dementia can be easily confused with Alzheimer's disease without complete evaluation.

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[thereasonsimbroke]

Mike McFarland, celebrated for voicing characters like #MasterRoshi in #DragonBallZ and Buggy in #OnePiece, is receiving overwhelming support after a successful surgery to remove a brain tumor.

A #GoFundMe campaign launched by fellow voice actors J. Michael Tatum and Brandon McInnis seeks to help McFarland secure a live-in medical assistant for his recovery. The fund exceeded $88,000 of its revised $100,000 goal, surpassing the initial $65,000 target.

McFarland, who has also directed landmark dubs such as Attack on Titan and Full Metal Alchemist, is praised for his decades of contributions to the anime industry and his kindness within the voice-acting community.

[girlgangfuires]

"Mayumi, my dear, what has your brilliant mind done, this time?" Vincent questioned the woman, intertwining his fingers together over his desk.

Mayumi bowed her head for the acknowledgement. "Yes, sir." She held up a device to show, occasionally turning it for display. "It is a type of brain implant to replace damaged parts of the brain. Say if someone has to have a bad tumor removed but the process is too risky to take because that would also kill the patient, or something along those lines. This could be used to actually keep the brain alive and continue to link the brain's electrical activity. It is.. unsure if the patient might end up missing a part of themself afterwards, but if that's a risk they are willing to take, the option is there for them."

"That sounds quite excellent, Mayumi, dear. I'm sure it will work just fine. You have designed so many quality prosthetics so far, there's no doubt this should work, too."

"Thank you, sir," Mayumi did a little head bow again. "Another problem, however, I believe, is that it may be a little difficult to test, unless maybe we find a volunteer with such conditions that would be willing to give it a try."

"Don't worry about it, dear. With my endless resources, it will be no problem finding a way to test it," Vincent waved off her concern. "You have done such good work. I think you've solved nearly everything, by now. The world will be grateful."

"Thank you, sir," she said again.

The Horizons CEO smiled and gestured that she may go, now. And she does.

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It was after her work day was over, and Mayumi was out. She was walking to one of her usual stops before heading directly home. She didn't see the movement in the shadows of an alleyway. Or hear the shot that was coming for her head.

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"Ahh, Mayumi, my dear. You've made me some of my greatest profits in Horizons. Its such a shame. I hope this didn't destroy the brilliant part of your mind, but if it does.. Well. I think we've gotten about as much out of you as you can provide, now." Vincent was talking to her body, which was on a medical table, as doctors and scientists worked on her brain surgery.

Vincent had already had all of her notes and files collected. She was very diligent in writing everything down. He had shown it to the team currently working on her so they could understand what they were doing.

And he added a new element to it. Since they had been operating for quite some time, trying to get it to work, he decided they should try adding in one more thing; the deitus.

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"And... Now," someone said.

Her eyes flew open. No longer brown, they were now electric blue. She looked around. Where was she? ... Who was she? "A-ah?...."

"Good morning, Miss! It seems it was successful this time. We'll need to record this for Bishop for his notes. Can you move?"

Her hands slowly raised. She looked down at them. "He-.. Hello?"

"Yes, hello! Good. Verbal functions and motor functions are working just fine." Who was this man? She'd never seen him before. ... She can't really remember anyone she's seen before, honestly. "Come with me, would you? Do you think you can walk just fine, or should we have some assistance?"

"I.. I don't... Where am I?"

"In a hospital, of sorts."

She moved and swung her legs down, pushing herself off the bed carefully. The first steps were a little wobbly. She doesn't know when the last time she was walking was. Or how long she was here for.

"Oh! Careful. Do you need help, Miss?"

"Ah.. Ah, no. I- I think I can do it. I just.. need to remember how it feels, again." If she could. Thankfully, muscle memory is a thing. "Okay... I think I got it."

"Very well. Follow me, then." He led her to a new room. He assured her it was one of those recovery rehabilitation rooms. There were a few machines and things she did not recognize. "Now what function would you like to test, first?"

"I... I don't know. What would be best?"

"Hmm... Well, you can speak, you can walk, you can move.. What kind of hobbies do you have?"

"... I... I don't.. I don't remember.."

"Oh, dear. Well, let's watch some videos of some general activities and see if they refresh anything in your memory, hm?"

"Vid-.. Okay."

He brings her to a screen and brings up a chair for her to sit in so she doesn't have to stand while she watches the videos. Just normal videos; people cooking, people dancing, martial arts, people creating art, etc. Some of these looked neat, and she wasn't really sure if some were something she could really pull off.

There was some flickering of electricity for a moment.

Through some more videos, eventually there was another.

"Oh, my. I hope one of the boys aren't messing with the breakers."

"The boys?"

"Worry not."

"Okay."

After some more time, there was more flickering. Her eyes blinked, then glowed. And there was an image projected in front of them, but not on the screen. A projected image of a person kicking and doing karate. Then someone dancing. Then nothing, and everything was back to normal.

"I'm.. I'm tired," she said.

"Oh, yes, I suppose that is enough. Let's get you back to resting, then. Recovery is a long road."

[satanicchristiancult]

Hey. It’s two and a half AM. As it often happens at this time, I’m looking for fanfics I read on Wattpad while I was still deeply in love with depressing Danganronpa V3 stories.

I’ve got multiple in mind right now.

The first one was about Shuichi, who owned a house and began renting rooms of it. The rest of that game’s cast moved in and slowly they began getting closer. Kaede and Shuichi had known each other as children. Spoilers, but it turns out that Shuichi lost all of his family after his father had killed them. Before it was (seemingly) abandoned, Shuichi and Kokichi had begun growing closer. Shuichi got kidnapped and so did everyone else, one at a time, until only Kaede was left.

The second one I don’t remember as clearly. It was Saioma/Saiouma (however you chose to spell it). They had been married or something, it a long standing relationship until something happened and Shuichi lost his memories. I don’t remember much after that.

The third one was a soulmate AU between Kaito and Shuichi (can you tell he’s my favorite character?). It was one of those in which soulmates could write on their skin and it would show up on the other’s. Kaito would always draw stars and wash them afterwards before his parents saw (I think they were abusive). Shuichi lived with his uncle (as usual), but at some point got diagnosed with a tumor and ended up having brain surgery. By the end of it (spoilers, again), Kaito moved and ended up going to the same school that Shuichi did. The day in which he starts going is the day in which Shuichi comes back from recovery. Shuichi was friends with Rantaro, while Korekiyo was friends with Kaito.

My point is, if any of you know this fics, could you help me find them?

Thanks!

-Mori

[doumadono]

hi. if this question makes you uncomfortable, please don't hesitate to skip it. I noticed your recent post about being in charge of a surgical procedure today. would you be willing to share your experience and explain what "leading a surgery" involves? I've always had a fascination with the medical field, even though I didn't pursue it myself. could you tell me about the most challenging aspect of conducting such surgeries? do you often experience fear before entering the operating room? I apologize if these questions are intrusive!!! God bless you

Hello, and thank you for your considerate message! I'm more than happy to share my experience leading surgeries and shed light on what it entails ❤️

Leading a surgery essentially means taking on the role of the primary surgeon, responsible for making critical decisions during the procedure. It involves overseeing the surgical team, making incisions, performing the surgery itself, and ensuring the patient's well-being throughout the process. It's a position of great responsibility. The most challenging aspect of conducting such surgeries is the weight of these responsibilities. The pressure to make crucial decisions and perform precise actions with a patient's life at stake can be overwhelming. It's mentally and emotionally taxing, but it's also what drives us to provide the best care.

As for fear before entering the operating room, it's something that many surgeons experience, especially early in their careers, you know? However, with time and extensive training, that fear often transforms into a heightened sense of focus and determination 😉 I can sometimes sense a cold, tingling feeling in the gut, but it's more about staying sharp and alert rather than being afraid though.

And it was a complex surgical procedure. A 60-year-old man underwent surgery to remove an IV astrocytoma, a challenging type of brain tumor. Our team skillfully managed to excise approximately ~ 90% of the massive tumor, significantly relieving the patient's condition. Unfortunately, the remaining ~ 10% of the tumor was situated in a location that made further removal impossible, leaving it inoperative 😞 This procedure aimed to improve the patient's quality of life and manage the tumor's growth as effectively as possible. As of now, the man remains under sedation and is scheduled to be gradually awakened tomorrow morning. This approach allows for a controlled and safe transition as we closely monitor the patient's recovery.

Thank you for your kind words, and may you be blessed as well! If you have more questions or would like to know more about this profession, feel free to ask 😸

[loucifersbitch]

published my bucktommy fic earlier, so my brain has been available for Thoughts About Other Things and

say the speculation is right, and eddie does have a brain tumor that he only discovers because he started having these terrible headaches, but it's operable and the surgeon gets good margins so eddie should make a full recovery. but then he doesn't wake up. he just won't wake up after the surgery. he lays in the hospital bed, his head wrapped in bandages, all of his tests have come back fine, but he still doesn't wake up. and one day buck is sitting by his bedside and he's distraught because his best friend WON'T WAKE UP even though he should be awake by now, and he says "eddie diaz don't you dare make me a single father" but of course that's exactly when eddie's parents arrive from texas, walking in at exactly the wrong moment, so buck ends up telling them about the will. of course they're furious but when they call eddie's lawyer, they're assured that it's all legal and buck will in fact be chris's guardian if eddie happens to die

three days later eddie finally wakes up but by then his parents have gone back to texas, the whole 118 knows about the will, and now eddie has an entirely different headache to manage

[trashbag-baby666]

Prompt: caressing the other’s hand

Pairing: Crubbles

AHHHH pls enjoy from the grays anatomy au...lots of angst and comfort <33

ao3 link

John had just stepped out of the elevator, balancing his coffee in one hand and a stack of patient files in the other. His mind was on the surgeries ahead—one a complicated brain tumor resection that he’d been mentally preparing for all week. He was so lost in thought he almost didn’t notice the flurry of activity near the trauma bay.

Almost.

The commotion drew his attention. A gurney was being rushed through the doors, paramedics shouting vitals to the trauma team. John paused mid-step as a paramedic barked, “Male, mid-30s, struck by a car—multiple injuries including suspected internal bleeding. We’re actively suppressing a chest wound.”

Something about the scene pulled at him, like a whisper in the back of his mind. He scanned the pale, bloodied figure on the gurney, and it hit him like a punch to the gut.

“Bubbles.”

John’s coffee clattered into a nearby trash can as he sprinted toward the trauma room. “Someone get me a gown and gloves, now!” he barked. The nurses exchanged surprised glances, but they knew better than to question John when he had that look.

His hands moved on autopilot, snapping gloves on as he scanned the scene. The paramedic still had his hand buried in the wound, grimacing as blood pooled around it. John didn’t recognize him at first—he was just a blur of focus.

“We need to get a clamp in here,” John said sharply, already inspecting the extent of the injuries.

“I’ll hold as long as I can,” Dougie grunted.

John glanced at him for the briefest of seconds and froze. “Dougie?”

The man’s eyes darted to John, recognition flashing across his face, but there was no time for anything more than a swift nod.

John’s jaw clenched. There were too many moving pieces, too much at stake. “Okay, on three. Pull back your hand, I’ll take over.”

Harry was filing charts, trying to stay busy. He’d planned to step out for breakfast before the morning rush but decided against it. Bubbles had said he’d see him later, but the paramedic didn’t give details, just flashed that signature grin and disappeared.

“Harry!” one of the desk staff called, startling him from his thoughts.

“What’s up?” Harry asked, standing straighter.

“There’s been a trauma brought in. Male paramedic, struck by a car—”

Harry didn’t wait to hear the rest. His stomach twisted, and his legs moved on their own. “What’s his name?” he demanded.

“They’re calling him a John Doe for now, but—”

Harry’s heart sank. Bubbles.

Without another word, he abandoned the desk and sprinted toward the trauma wing. Nurses called after him, but he didn’t stop.

John was fully in surgeon mode, issuing commands as the team worked to stabilize Bubbles. He didn’t even notice Harry burst through the doors until someone shouted, “Harry, you can’t be in here!”

Harry froze, his eyes locking on the broken body on the gurney. His chest tightened, and his voice cracked. “Oh my God… Bubbles.”

John’s head snapped up. “Harry, get out. Now.” His tone was firm, but there was an edge of sympathy beneath it.

Harry shook his head, his feet rooted to the floor. “I—I can’t—”

“Harry!” John barked, louder this time. “If you want to help him, you need to let us do our jobs. Go.”

Tears blurred Harry’s vision, but he forced himself to nod. His legs felt like lead as he stumbled out of the room, his back hitting the wall just outside. He sank to the floor, burying his face in his hands.

The minutes dragged on like hours as Harry sat there, trembling. Every shout, every beep of a monitor from inside the trauma bay felt like a knife to his heart.

Harry was pacing when John walked in, his scrubs stained with blood. Harry rushed toward him, his voice cracking. “Is he—?”

John placed a hand on Harry’s shoulder, steadying him. “He’s alive. We managed to stop the bleeding and repair the damage, but he’s not out of the woods yet. He’ll be in recovery for a while.”

Harry sagged, his knees threatening to give out. “Thank God.”

John sighed, his stern exterior softening. “Go see him. He needs you.”

Harry didn’t need to be told twice.

Hours later Bubbles was stirring awake, his face pale and bruised to all hell but he still pushed a smile on his face upon seeing the dark haired man sitting next to him. 

“Hey,” Harry said softly, sitting beside him and taking his hand. His thumb brushed over Bubbles’ knuckles, his touch gentle but trembling.

Bubbles blinked up at him, his voice weak but teasing, “Was bringing you breakfast, know how hellish Fridays can be.”

Harry let out a shaky laugh, though tears were already welling up and a pang of guilt in his chest. “You were?”

Bubbles nodded against the pillow, “Was gonna surprise you.”

“I-I love you,” Harry blurted out of nowhere, taking Bubbles hand and caressing it gently with his other hand, “I-I don’t know why I said that…?” His dark curls fell into his face as he bowed his head, suddenly feeling exposed and unsure. He started to pull his hand away, fear creeping in. But before he could, Bubbles weakly squeezed his hand, the faint pressure stopping him in his tracks.

“I love you too, Harry…have for so long…just thought you never…” Bubbles trailed off as Croz leaned forward and pressed his lips into his, pacifying the both of them from their rambles. When they both pulled away, Bubbles rested his forehead against Harry’s, ignoring the sting from a freshly stitched up cut. “When I get outta here, I’m expecting a real date.”

“Think we could arrange that…” Harry smiled through tears, “But you’re never allowed to scare me like that again!”

“Deal,” Bubbles leaned forward, pressing a kiss into Harry’s lips. 

Harry stayed by his side, their hands intertwined, the silence between them filled with the weight of love finally spoken. There, in the quiet hum of the hospital room, they both knew they had found something worth fighting for—a promise neither of them would ever let go of again.