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shiftythrifting · 4 months ago
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some finds from today's trip:
1. very outdated political opinions
2. everyone's favorite ghoul
3. neti pot? at the thrift?
4. risperdal coffee mug that i did buy because i was put on this medication at ten and did have the adverse side effects it was recalled for (gynecomastia, lactation)
shoutout to saver's New Bedford, MA
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harmonyhealinghub · 5 months ago
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Seven Simple Remedies for Enhanced Well-Being Shaina Tranquilino June 15, 2024
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Our bodies often communicate their needs through subtle signals, inviting us to take proactive steps towards better health. By tuning into these cues and employing natural remedies, we can effectively boost our physical, mental, and emotional well-being. Here are seven quick fixes that can make a significant difference:
Acupressure for Pain Relief: You can alleviate pain, tension, and fatigue by applying gentle pressure to the acupressure point between your thumb and forefinger. Hold the pressure for 20 seconds, release for 10 seconds, and repeat this cycle four times. This simple technique can ease headaches and promote relaxation.
Nasal Irrigation with a Neti Pot: Clear your nasal passages and relieve congestion caused by allergies or infections by using a neti pot with warm distilled or sterile salt water. This practice not only soothes but also supports sinus health over time.
Detoxifying Apple Cider Vinegar Bath: A warm bath infused with two cups of apple cider vinegar can be incredibly purifying. Soak for 20 minutes to draw out toxins and restore your body's natural energy flow.
Mood-Boosting Foods: The foods we consume profoundly impact our mood. Enjoying a small, nourishing meal rich in complex carbohydrates can uplift your spirits and dispel feelings of irritability or sadness.
Calming Breathwork: Combat anxiety and fear with conscious breathing exercises. Focus on deep belly breaths while visualizing yourself rooted deeply like a tree. This practice grounds you and restores inner calm swiftly.
Mindful Distraction: Sometimes, taking a short mental break through daydreaming or listening to calming music can provide clarity and perspective during moments of frustration.
Wellness Elixir for Immunity: When you feel under the weather, prepare a potent wellness elixir. Simmer three sliced lemons, grated ginger, minced garlic, and a dash of cayenne pepper in water. Strain into a mug, sweeten with honey to taste, and sip three times daily. This blend of antibacterial, antiviral, and antifungal ingredients can help alleviate symptoms and prevent illness progression.
By incorporating these natural remedies into your routine, you can proactively support your body's innate ability to heal and thrive. Listen to your body's cues, nurture it with these simple fixes, and enjoy a renewed sense of well-being.
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luvottica · 2 months ago
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withherbs · 6 months ago
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go4distributors01 · 7 months ago
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Ayurveda has become a ray of hope in the field of natural treatment and holistic wellbeing, providing age-old knowledge for contemporary living. The numerous health advantages of jalneti, a traditional nose cleansing method, have attracted a lot of attention.
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deepaliprakasini · 1 year ago
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The widely-acclaimed healthcare brands have wide array of healthcare and fitness products like neti pots, enema kits, yoga supplies, oral care items and many more.
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washeranddryerbestreviews · 2 years ago
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Best Nasal Wash Machine For Home Use [2023]
https://wabestreviews.com/nasal-wash-machine/ If you have difficult sinuses or hay fever and are looking for a nose washer to relieve some of the symptoms and congestion, read this article. This is a list of the best nasal wash machines we could find. They're user-friendly, affordable, and clinically proven to be effective.
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The Ayurtech JALNETI bottle is a device used for a nasal irrigation practice called JALNETI, which is a yogic technique that involves pouring water through one nostril and out the other to cleanse the nasal passages. This practice is said to help with sinusitis and other respiratory ailments, as well as improving overall nasal and sinus health. It is a very simple and easy method to do and can be done by anyone. Search for Ayurtech Biohackerz on Amazon for purchase or link in bio #netisalt #netibottle #netibottleindia #netipot #jalnetikriya #jalneti #jalnetipot #jalnetikefayde #jalnetitoboostimmunity #jalnetisaltinindia #jalnetipatranearme #jalnetiabhiyan2023 #jalnetiforcold #jalnetiadaykeepsthevirusaway #jalnetisaltonamazon https://www.instagram.com/p/CnVoScGPkSF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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butterflies-and-bumble-bees · 7 months ago
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Its really freaking annoying that having a stuffy nose is able to put me out as bad as it does
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thebrokenvibes · 11 months ago
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Developing an acute sinus infection literally the night before Christmas is fucking delightful. Can I please stop exhaling blood from my nose now though?
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whomturgled · 1 year ago
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i hope youre feeling better and arent still sick
thank you 🥹 that's so sweet.
i'm feeling a lot better!! not sure if i'm 100% but i'm gonna get back to live laugh loving this weekend ^^
i hope you're doing well!
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obsidianpen · 1 month ago
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Hello Pen, I hope you get better soon from your COVID.
Can you give us an emoji summary of the next NG chapter?
turns out it wasn’t Covid! My test was negative. In hindsight I’m 99% sure it was a nasty sinus infection. Never had one before, and I wouldnt have figured that if it weren’t for @owlsnape diagnosing me. 😅 so if anyone reading this has sinus infection symptoms, I have a slew of recommendations now if you want them! Mainly - get a Netipot (using distilled water ofc) and tea and raw honey!
second question, something along the lines of:
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deadhumourist · 2 years ago
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I'll take care of you
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Pairing: Frankie Morales x GN!Reader
Summary: You're sick and an unexpected source of help shows up.
Word count: ~2400
Rating: M, but there's no spice. This is a strictly 18+ blog, no minors.
Warnings: No pronouns used, no physical description of reader or mention of age. Nicknames used - Sweetheart and baby, self-indulgent fluff, fainting, mention of painkillers, let me know if I missed something.
A/N: I originally wrote this for my bestie when she was sick, and she kindly allowed me to adapt this into a fic. Love you @just-here-for-the-moment
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You knew when you woke up with a pounding headache and a stuffy nose that your day was going to go downhill. Fast. 
Not being someone who got sick often, this sensation of your head weighing twenty pounds felt overwhelming. As if that wasn’t bad enough, you had been woken up by a loud banging noise during the night - loud enough to make you jolt awake - from neighbours who had been out late and were now returning with a raucous group of friends. The shot of adrenaline from the fright didn’t leave your system for a long time and you tossed and turned until you heard birds twittering in the trees outside. 
Now awake and groggy, you rolled over and grabbed your phone. You were supposed to have brunch with your friend later that morning but at this rate you couldn’t even breathe through your nose. Blearily you unlocked the phone and shot her a text. 
“Hey, I’m down this morning, could I please take a raincheck? ” 
A few minutes later your phone beeped. “Yeah hon, no problem. I hope you feel better. Can I bring you anything?” 
You sent her back the green-faced emoji. “I would kill for a Netipot and some painkillers”
She sent you back a thumbs up emoji. 
Slipping the phone back on the table, you laid back. Your eyes felt like they were going to drop out of your head every time you moved. 
You dozed off for the better part of an hour, and was then awoken by a sharp rap on the door. "Coming!" you called weakly from your spot on the bed. Throwing on a robe, you shuffled to the front door, thankful that your friend (and painkillers) were here.
The door swung open and your eyes widened in shock…In front of you stood Frankie, armed with a bag of things and his phone in his hand, earphones hooked into the neck of his t-shirt along with his sunglasses.
Frankie was a friend who you knew through other friends. Specifically the one you spoke to this morning. Who you had told about your crush on him. The one who knew, in no uncertain terms, that you felt he was out of your league and that there was a big, unromantic DNI slapped to his forehead in your mind. 
You instinctively closed up your robe further and shrugged into yourself. 
"Oh, hi Frankie. I…uh..I was expecting someone else."
You immediately cringed at how unfriendly that came out.
He seemingly ignored it, a frown forming on his forehead as he took you in.
"You look terrible."
Sighing deeply, you failed to stop a little cough from skittering out of your throat. 
"Yeah, thanks. I feel that way. Good morning to you too, by the way.” 
Frankie had been told you were sick but when he saw you standing in the doorway…it was so much worse than he imagined. You didn’t have your usual spark or smile, and the way you shrunk into your bathrobe like an injured little bird made his heart squeeze painfully. He was originally only meant to drop off the supplies, but seeing your tired, worn-out frame changed his plans immediately. He didn’t even think about it, the words just seemed to leave his lips of their own accord and all he could do was keep up. 
With the corner of his mouth lifting at your quip, he invited himself in, gently ushering you back inside and closing the door behind him. 
“Uhm…at the risk of sounding ungrateful, what are you doing here?” You eyed him as he walked into your living room. 
“A little bird told me you were sick so I brought supplies over. I’m going to take care of you.” he replied matter-of-factly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. 
"I don't know about this" you wheezed.
Ignoring your protest, he busied himself unpacking the items from the bag before turning around and quipping. "You want me to get a nurse's outfit? Will that make you feel better?"  His smug little grin did nothing to dispel the idea of him in scrubs that you could peel off. 
Before you could fantasize any further you went into a coughing fit, which doubled you over. Frankie sped over and took your hand to help you back upright, little cough aftershocks still shaking your ribs. 
He was suddenly very close, concerned eyes looking into yours. His hand traveled up your arm and squeezed your shoulder gently. 
In a low voice, he murmured "Get on the bed, Sweetheart."
In a slight daze you went, obeying him. He’s never used that particular nickname with you before, but you would be lying if you said it didn’t make something delicious preen inside of you. You wanted more of it. Frankie had always just been kind and sweet but something in his voice made your skin flame. 
He switched the kettle on and prepared some herbal tea. Then he extracted the thermometer from its packaging and set it by the bedside table. You watched with wide eyes as he went about his business in your space like he was at home there. 
Finishing the tea, he set it down and took a seat by your side on the bed, one leg casually slung over the other. He seemed to slide into the role of carer effortlessly and you would have been amused were you not feeling like you were on the brink of death. Taking the thermometer, he flicked it a few times before bringing it to your lips. 
"Open for me" he asked softly. 
When the thermometer beeped, he slid it from your lips and looked at the reading. 
"Mierda, it's high”. He never cussed in front of you, but the distinct tone of worry bled through the words as they hung in the air between you.  
"We need to cool you down, otherwise you're going to feel worse. We gotta break this fever, okay?"
“We?” you asked, aiming for a teasing tone but failing miserably short due to the weakness in your voice. He continued as if he didn’t hear you. 
He got up and motioned to you. "The robe's gotta go. You need to cool down."
"But" you started to protest but his plush lips settled into a disapproving line and you knew it would be pointless to argue. Frankie wasn’t one to argue but you knew when he had drawn a line and would not be moved from it. 
You shrugged it off, revealing your favourite pajamas underneath - it was mismatched and well-worn but comfy . He took the robe and hung it on a nearby hook, then proceeded to take his shoes and cap off. It gave you some time to swallow two painkillers with your tea.
Then you just laid back and watched him, too tired and wrung out to argue. He rummaged in the bag then walked to the bathroom where you heard the water splash in the basin. 
The cool air on your heated skin was nice but your lungs were becoming sore from the constant coughing. “What are you doing now?” you grumped at him from your nest of blankets. 
He smiled to himself over the basin; you were a grumpy patient and instead of irritating him, it just made him soft. But being soft with you wouldn’t necessarily get you better, especially not if you kept resisting his help. 
So when he spoke to you next, he was a little more stern. 
"C’mon, stop arguing with me and scoot down."
Your fever-addled brain didn't immediately comprehend.
He repeated the request, clarifying.
"Scoot down so I can sit behind you."
"Whuu…why?"
"Please, just trust me."
You did as he asked and he slid in behind you, framing your torso with his knees so that you rested back onto his chest, your head nestled close to his neck so he could easily reach down to talk to you. 
He produced the cool washcloth and gently held it to your forehead and cheeks, pressing it to you a little firmer to tilt your head back onto his collarbone. 
"See how good it feels when you don't fight me on everything?" he murmured lowly, close to your ear. The way his stubble barely skimmed the shell of your ear made goosebumps erupt down your arm. 
Worrying the sudden goosebumps were a reaction from the fever, he resolved to finish up quickly and get you closer to cool water.
If only he knew what was really causing it. 
“Okay, new plan, we need to get you to cool water. You’re still burning up.” 
“You sayin’ I’m hot?” you grumbled.
“I’m saying you have a fever and if we don’t get it down, things will go south.” 
He moved off the bed and helped you up. Carefully, he kept his hand on your lower back as you shuffled to the bathroom, where he opened the faucet and positioned you in front of the basin. You splashed your face and then suddenly felt a wave of nausea wash over you. 
"I feel a bit dizzy" you murmured, hand coming up to your face. 
Frankie uttered a worried "hmmm". Perhaps it was a mistake getting you out of bed, but he desperately needed to get your temperature down. A split second decision made him run the shower cold, and shedding his t-shirt and socks, grabbed you by the waist and dragged you under the spray with him just as you started to lose consciousness. 
He hugged you close to him, your back pressed to his front. In an urgent, fervent whisper he rocked you under the cold water, counting down the seconds.
"Sweetheart, stay with me. Come on, baby, I've got you. I've got you, you're okay, I'll take care of you. C'mon baby."
Anxiety squeezed the lungs in his chest until it felt like they would burst. He tilted your head back slightly to allow the cool water to run down your neck and chest. 
Frankie could feel his pulse rabbit as the seconds ticked by. In the shower cubicle, the steady stream of water and whispers against your skin slowly pulled you back from the edge. 
You felt a chaste kiss being gently pressed to your temple, followed by another whisper. 
"Stay with me, please."
And then barely audible over the spray.
"Please be okay."
He sighed into the small space where every second felt minutes too long. 
You felt yourself coming back from the brink of the fevered dark quicker now, shivering at the pelting spray on your heat-sensitized body. 
Frankie noticed the small movement in his arms and he could have wept right then. 
He grabbed your hand from thankfulness, threading his fingers though yours and bringing it up to press a kiss to your knuckles. Slowly you also became aware of his bare chest pressed to your back, evidently not caring about cold shower tiles. 
"I thought I lost you for a minute there" he scoffed, relief bleeding through the words. 
With one hand feeling around above him, he managed to turn the shower off, and helped you into a towel. Wrapping the fluffy white towel around you, he rubbed gently, making sure to wick as much water as possible. He lead you back to the bed, and helped you sit down on the edge of it.
You slumped once you were sat, with Frankie kneeling in front of you. 
"You can't sleep in wet clothes. Let's get you changed." he intoned gently. 
"I don't have the energy, Frankie. Please." you whined, hanging your head low. You felt vulnerable after almost fainting in his arms and didn't want to repeat the performance. 
He placed a hand gently on your knee. 
"Sweetheart. Let me help.”
You looked at him, your frown lines forming like thunderclouds on a sunny horizon. He tried to make you smile. 
"Think of me as Doctor Frankie just helping a patient." he said with a lop-sided grin.
Your frown line softened and you prodded. 
"Did you just promote yourself? You were Nurse Frankie when you came in.
He squeezed your knee and smiled boyishly. “I’ll go so you can change.” 
A few minutes later, he came back into the room, pleased to see you in bed and under the covers. Sheepishly he stood around until you piped up with a small voice. 
“Will you lie with me until I fall asleep?”
He grinned at you, and without a word, went to hang his wet jeans over the bath tub. You realised that Frankie, having been in the shower with you, would have no dry clothes of his own here. You threw him a lifeline.
“Uhm…Frankie, there are some old swimming trunks from my brother on the second shelf. They were left here months ago, they’re washed, so…” you trailed off. 
You heard more shuffling and then he appeared in the doorway. From your cosy place in bed you tried really hard not to look at his broad chest and the dusting of dark hair that trailed down under his navel. 
As the bed dipped under his weight, he swung his legs inside the covers and laid back into the large pillow. He looked over at you, his focus soft, a few curls air-dried  falling over his forehead. 
"Come here, beautiful." He husked, and lifted his arm up. 
You looked at him for a moment, incredulous at the offer. A small part of you was still grumping inside and needed comfort so you gingerly moved closer to him. As you shifted, you laid your head on his chest, snuggling into the corner of his arm and shoulder. 
You wriggled a little to get comfortable, and once you settled, his scent was right by your nose; the fresh, cinnamon-like cologne he had applied hours before. Something really sexy but comforting emanated from him, something uniquely male and you nuzzled a little further into him, swinging a leg between his own two.
He made room for you. 
Then he reached over with his other hand and gently cupped the back of your head, holding you close. It made you want to purr. This wasn't just comfort, it was heaven. 
Frankie felt content for the first time that day. He had always skirted around you to avoid facing what he already suspected he felt.
He would nurse you back to health before he asked you out, he resolved as his eyes slipped closed. 
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luvottica · 2 months ago
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withherbs · 6 months ago
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deepaliprakasini · 2 years ago
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