#CELLULES

[lucborell]

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[immunobiz]

Le glutathion oral, qu'il s'agisse de nano-glutathion ou de glutathion liposomal, ne tient pas toujours ses promesses ! ❌ Malgré des discours alléchants sur la biodisponibilité, ces formules peinent à traverser le système digestif. Résultat : des bénéfices décevants pour la santé ! 🧬 Explorez d'autres options plus efficaces ! 💥

Oral glutathione, whether it's nano-glutathione or liposomal, doesn't always deliver on its promises! ❌ Despite enticing claims about bioavailability, these forms struggle to navigate the digestive system. The result? Disappointing health benefits! 🧬 Explore other, more effective options! 💥

El glutación oral, ya sea nano-glutatión o liposomal, ¡no siempre cumple sus promesas! ❌ A pesar de las atractivas afirmaciones sobre la biodisponibilidad, estas formas tienen dificultades para atravesar el sistema digestivo. ¿El resultado? ¡Beneficios para la salud decepcionantes! 🧬 ¡Explora otras opciones más efectivas! 💥

[undercoverjumanjiplayer]

Mimosa Echard

[conatic]

Plusieurs types de cellules sont cependant référencés :

La "cellule de police" : une infrastructure destinée à la détention d’une personne pour une durée maximale d’en principe 24 heures

La "cellule d’attente" : une l’infrastructure destinée à la détention d’une personne pour une durée maximale de 3 heures

La "cellule mobile" : une infrastructure mobile destinée à la détention d’une ou de plusieurs personnes

La "cellule collective" : une infrastructure destinée à la détention de plusieurs personnes

Le "local de surveillance" : une infrastructure spécialement aménagée pour la surveillance d’un ou de plusieurs mineurs

Source RTBF

[bomberqueen17]

cellulitis adventures

So on Friday I was cleaning in the barn, hosing rotting meat out of a floor drain. I tripped over the hose, and fell on the hand holding the hose sprayer, in a pile of moldy rat shit I'd tried to clean earlier but hadn't done a great job on. The hose sprayer scraped my thumb, opening up a little cut and tearing the skin, which was annoying and hurt a lot.

Naturally I was like, listen I need to clean this really well, so I did. But I was busy, so I washed it really well and then didn't bandage it, because I had a lot more grubby shit to work on and a bandage would just get soggy. I cleaned it again when I was done, but still forgot to bandage it. it was not a serious cut, it was more of a scrape, and it hadn't really bled much, it was mostly just sort of scabbed over. Not a big deal.

Drove home to Buffalo on Saturday, and noticed it was a little sore, maybe a bit puffy. Ah, not great. I cleaned it again, put neosporin on it this time. Went to bed. In the morning I reapplied antibiotic gel and put a band-aid on it, and went off to work, off to Dude's aunt's house where his mother is clearing it out. (Aunt had to go into a long-term-care apartment downstate near her daughter, after a stroke left her with poor working memory, and nobody's happy about this but the house needs to be gone through and her sister is the one to do it. And we are the ones to help her; her children live a few hundred to a thousand miles away, and wouldn't know what to do with the things in Latvian anyway.)

Anyway. Finished with that, took a nap, ran some errands. My thumb was a bit achy under that band-aid, but I was busy. It wasn't until I was making dinner and noticed a red line on my wrist that I realized I ought to give this more attention.

I finished making dinner, sat down, took off my watch to look at the red line a bit better. Now, I have really pale skin, and it shows red marks from everything; I expected it was red from steam from the cooking. But no, the line curved and went unaltered under where the band of my watch had been, and out the other side. It was under my skin, not the surface of it.

So I took a picture of it and sent it to an online buddy who is a nurse, who said immediately to go to urgent care, not to wait and see if it cleared up overnight because it was not going to. And now that I've come out the other side of this with some antibiotics, I thought I would write a little post and tell y'all what to worry about, because it was no big deal in my case but if I had waited it might well have been. So behind the cut will be a very non-gory photograph, which possibly will look more dramatic than it would on your skin because I have so little pigment in mine. But mine was a very clear textbook case, so I figure it's a good example. Again though, no gore, so I do encourage you to look even if you're squeamish, because it's really good to get an idea in your mind about danger.

For the record, urgent care turned me away so I went to the ER and while I waited a long time, the staff, rushed off their feet and far too busy, was still kind and reassured me I had done exactly the correct thing in coming in. This is the kind of thing it's trivial to fix up with a routine course of oral antibiotics if you catch it, but if it goes too long it can get into all kinds of bodily systems and become very difficult to safely eradicate, and can cause lasting, even permanent complications.

So I thought, for other dumbasses like me who would ignore a throbbing cut, here is a little PSA about Shit To Definitely Not Ignore, and thanks times several million to my online nurse buddy who told me so.

Behind the cut, a photo that does not include the actual injury or any gore or disfigurement, but very clearly shows the telltale sign, which is redness from inflammation from the infection traveling through the lymphatic system, and is like, a prime time danger sign and if you see this seek care and do not delay. I haven't been able to find good pictures of what this looks like on darker skin, alas, but here it is on me.

[Image description: the right forearm and hand of a pale-skinned person, lying on the edge of a table with the fingers loosely closed, thumb upward. The thumb goes off the top of the frame, and a bandage is just visible circling it. A red line wavers from the side of the thumb down along the back of the heel of the hand, curves down along the inner edge of the wrist, and then curves down to the underside of the arm. Several blue veins are also dimly visible through the skin, not following quite the same path as the red line, which is wider and blurrier than they are. The red line is quite blurry and hard to see in some places, clearer and more distinct in others, and in one place clearly but briefly splits to follow two channels before reuniting into one. There's also a faint dent visible in the skin at the side of the wrist, where the buckle of a watch was; the red line is not otherwise interrupted by where the skin had been covered by the watch.]

Again, the injury itself was a little gnarly but not anything I would have sought treatment for on its own; it was a bit sore to bend my thumb, it was getting a bit red and swollen but I had it under a bandage and wasn't monitoring it. The red streak was what made me look, and it's good I did. For the record, i don't know if this is typical, but pressing down at the point right on the side of my wrist where that red streak was widest was tender, like pressing a bruise, and isn't this morning; that was what really convinced me this was something from the inside and not a weird mark left by touching something from the outside. I don't know if that would be universal, and it wasn't tender along the whole length of it, but right there it's going over bone so I could really feel it. It's not raised at all, not a rash, it felt like bruising deep under the skin but if you pull your finger across it didn't fade or change color or have any kind of texture to it at all. This morning it's not tender anymore either, though the injury itself is a bit more painful than it was.

They gave me a dose of antibiotics last night around 10pm, and the streaking has faded, but the injury itself is more angry and swollen and is affecting my grip strength with that hand. I plan to follow the course of antibiotics, of course, and am grateful for modern medicine, which makes this mostly just an amusing anecdote. Who knew scraping your hand in a barn full of rat shit was dangerous! (Well, I did.)

Anyway-- off to see about filling this prescription. I gotta take it four times a day but like, y'know, I can handle that in exchange for not having sepsis, LOL.

[flamingpen18]

Going Slowly

I went to the urgent clinic today. I finished my antibiotic , and my leg is still in bad shape. I went with my gut. I just knew I needed more meds.

The doctor informed me that when I was admitted into the hospital, I had sepsis (blood poisoning). I don't remember being told that. I do remember being told that my white blood count was very high.

The doctor said that due to the severity of the infection, my healing is going to be slow. She put me on another 10 days of antibiotics and has referred me to the wound center.

I have to put a prescription antibiotic ointment on my leg and wrap it every night. During the day, it has to air out.

I can't wait to be over this.

Thanksgiving is a wash. I won't be cooking or baking. I want all my energy to go to healing. My girls understand.

@helly-watermelonsmellinfellon

[celluliteloverboy]

Isabella Davis

https://instagram.com/isabelladavis6?igshid=NDk5N2NlZjQ=

[ldysmfrst]

Well enough to update my dear readers

Hello, dearest readers,

I had to have emergency surgery on Tuesday early morning.

My incision sight from 7/26 had closed up, and the infection and cellulitis began to spread quickly and painfully, almost quadrupling in size in less than 7 hours.

The surgeon said it was not bad but certainly not good-looking when he went in. Tons of fluid, dead rotting issues, etc, were found and cleaned out.

Now, I have a huge hole to perform wound care on and repack daily until it closes up.

I am still on IV antibiotics 24/7, oxycodone or morphine for pain, and am not allowed out of bed with help to do ANYTHING.

I still get extremely dizzy and feel loads of pain when I move, but if I sit without putting too much pressure, then I am not in high pain or feel any dizziness.

I was supposed to go home tomorrow or Saturday, but I may be here longer with how much it hurts to repack the word and this new onset of dizziness.

I want to thank all the continued Patreon membership holders for their generosity and kind hearts,

I want to thank all free members on Tumblr and Patreon for not giving up on me just yet.

I will write again once I am not in so much pain and on very loopy meds.

I PROMISE!

I even have ideas for new stories.

I might even post an ooollllddddd story (two chapters) on Patreon as well, just for something to read.

If my membership holders want me to continue it, then I might just do so.

💜💜💜

[mademoisellesarcasme]

I've dragged my toddler (and baby by extension, I'm solo right now) to the pediatrician thrice since Friday and honestly that's the least stressful thing that's happened to me since the 16th, so for anyone wondering how I'm handling: that's how it's been going

[ragazzoarcano]

“Tu stesso crei il tuo stato di salute ogni giorno, attraverso i tuoi pensieri, il tuo atteggiamento e le tue credenze. Le tue cellule credono ogni parola che dici.”

— Christiane Northrup

[immunobiz]

La drépanocytose, principalement l'anémie falciforme, résulte d'une anomalie de l'hémoglobine dans les globules rouges. Le GLUTATHION et le stress oxydatif influencent beaucoup sa sévérité.

Sickle cell disease, mainly sickle cell anemia, results from an abnormality of hemoglobin in the red blood cells. GLUTATHION and oxidative stress greatly influence its severity.

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[sisyphusheureux]

Avevo le cuffie in stanza cellule e sentivo niente di quello che M. con un tipo accanto mi stava dicendo, quindi tanto per sorrido e faccio "hello!" sperando che fosse finita lì la cosa. Invece vengono entrambi da me e M. continua a dirmi cose e quello accanto mi guarda, allora mollo le mie cellule al loro destino e stoppo la musica e gli faccio "M non ho capito niente, ripeti", il tutto in italiano non sapendo che il tipo accanto fosse il nuovo PhD visiting student dalla Sicilia che starà qui 3 mesi e quindi effettivamente mi capisce quando parlo. E niente, non sentivo il siciliano da mesi e andava benissimo così, quindi procedo ad impanicarmi e gli dico "benvenuto e divertiti". Ma divertiti cosaaaaaaaa, dove si diverte poveraccio. Cristo, qualcuno mi sotterri per 3 mesi.

[hyenaswine]

anon is right, it's probably not supposed to be doing that

[flamingpen18]

50 Sucks

I turn 50 today and I feel like an utter failure. Everything I had hoped to accomplish by the time I turned 50 did not happen. I have had a more difficult life than anticipated and more health issues than I ever thought possible.

My leg is still healing albeit very slowly. The massive blister that took up the entire right side of my left calf is completely drained now. It's covered in a dark scab that looks really angry. It hurst still but no longer burns like it use too. I'll take it.

I only have a few more days on this course of antibiotics, so I am hoping my healing will speed up a bit before I run out. I really don't want to go back to urgent care again, and I really don't want to be on this particular antibiotic anymore. It makes me really sick.

Thanksgiving is not looking too good at this point. We have no turkey or money for one. We don't even have the sides other than green bean casserole. I am not physically up too cooking and the kitchen is a disaster area anyway, not at all suitable for someone who is very physically limited and healing for a massive infection.

I just wanted to give my girls a good holiday. They have both been my rocks when I needed someone to lean on. They both deserve the world. I just wish I could give it to them.

@helly-watermelonsmellinfellon

[transgenderfabianseacaster]

coping w the election outcome by disabling the bad kids <3

[fairycorewalterwhite]

lil vent

I have had eczema for pretty much my whole life, its always been very severe and always leads to more severe issues, one of such times was in sixth grade when my parents wanted help living something heavy (I forget what it was) I tried to but the I felt a horrible pain in one of my legs, specifically of my thigh, my parents told me to stop complaining and that it wasn't that bad, that night when I got ready for bed I saw a rash in the spot where the pain had been, I told my parents and the next day I went to the doctor, as it turns out I had cellulitis and if it hadn't gotten treated soon enough I would have had to go to the emergency room, but I was lucky enough that all I had to do was drink and antibiotic every day at lunch. moral of the story, believe your kids when they say that they are in pain