#a fucking vitamin deficiency. how long have i had this and didn't know

[naomiknight-17]

I HAVE A FUCKING B12 DEFICIENCY

[evangelifloss]

Please tell me about the great emu war of 1932 :3

"Haha Australia lost a war to emus twice"

NO BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!

Here's why:

First, I don't believe foreigners know how BIG emus are, and how much of their stocky main body is just layers and layers of feathers

This is Peck. He doesn't actually Peck but he LOVES the LADIES and for reference, that's me as he's uh... trying to woo me. I'm 4'11 / 149cm tall and in that photo he's not standing at full height either because he's preparing to get lower and ahem, grind. He is also a juvenile.

Emus are typically 5.7 feet/1.75 meters tall, but they have been recorded to get up to 6.2 feet/1.9 meters.

So imagine you've got this big ass dinosaur bird with the most t-rex looking feet perfectly designed for running. Yeeting. Skeeting. Killing you maybe. And now take into account these flightless fucks can run up to 62 Kilometers per hour. THATS 39 MILES PER HOUR TOP SPEED.

Now add 20,000 emus.

So 20,000 emus against poverty-stricken farmers with failing crops, farmers WHO WERE MOSTLY WW1 VETERANS BY THE WAY. Yeah nah.

Here's a visual to help y'all understand how insanely large emu groups get.

Onto why the hell were there so many emus on the farmlands (even tho... yknow... the emus and the local indigenous were there first but we won't get into that.)

Basically a big drought made the horde of emus move away from their usual dwindling territory, onto the sprawling Australian "farm lands" and remember I mentioned their feet before? BIG STOMPY. Whatever crops that had somehow managed to survive the severely vitamin-deficient soil and grow, did not in fact, survive the dinosaur feet as the emus strolled through, pecking and foraging the ground along the way.

The plight of the veteran farmers didn't fall on deaf ears, but the Australian government severely underestimated the power of 20,000 emus by a LONG shot. Plus they weren't all that interested either, until at least it was reported that the emus were destroying the Rabbit Proof Fence. What legends.

For the first "war" the government sent 3 men.

Yep. You heard me. Three guys. Major Meredith, Sargeant McMurray and a soldier by the name of O'Halloran.

They had one truck with a machine gun, and probably other guns, but between them roughly 10,000 rounds of ammunition.

So off they went. To wage war against the progressive emus breaking the symbol of "White Australia" AKA the Fence. Oh and also I guess the starving vets.

This is it. This is what they had.

Locals from all around joined in the fight and tried to herd the roaming groups of emus into the murder range but the emus had a tactic. One that us Aussies use at bush doofs when you hear police sirens- and that is to SCATTER.

They only killed "a dozen birds" from a group estimated to be around 1000. It didn't help that the machine gun jammed during this organised ambush.

And by then, the Emus clicked onto what was happening. They split up into smaller groups, observed to be led by the largest sized male who kept an eye out for the enemy. Never again did they risk coming together as seen before.

The war was lost. Only a few more attempts were made that had little success and Ornithologist Dom Serventy concisely summarised the whole operation.

I want to remind you all that this is a recorded statement, kept on file in legal military documentation

"The Emu command had evidently ordered guerrilla tactics, and its unwieldy army soon split up into innumerable small units that made use of the military equipment uneconomic. A crestfallen field force therefore withdrew from the combat area after about a month."

Let's move onto Emu War Part Two: Unsuccessful Boogaloo

Heads up by the way, TW below.

Emus were still, y'know, Emu-ing about and the drought didn't let up either. People were still dying of starvation, becoming homeless and committing suicide. It took the Premier of Western Australia, and a Base Commander in the military penning letters and using media pressure to finally convince the government to give it another go.

Major Meridith returns to the War and having learnt from practically everyone's past assumptions of the highly intelligent sonic-speed bird, brought success. And by that I mean, more success than the previous war.

Ultimately only 5% of the 20k Emu Army were ever killed, and even that is debated since it is more than likely they inflated numbers of kills to lessen the damage of being completely inferior to the superb qualities of the Emu.

A Federal parliamentarian (like a senator) when asked about whether there should be a medal made for the conflict, he replied with:

"Any medals should go to the emus who had won every round so far."

And of course in true Aussie fashion, the Defence Minister who supported and approved for the Emu War 1 and 2, was given the title by the Australian public, and international conservationists of ‘Minister for the Emu War’.

Ouch, but also, Not Every Problem Has To Be Solved With Guns.

Ironically what worked far better was the implementation of fences to keep the Emus OUT and unfortunately, a bounty system that saw many locals and professional hunters alike have FAR more success than an entire military operation. 57,000 bounties were claimed in a six month period after it being introduced in 1934.

Thus concludes the Great Emu War of 1932.

If you're asking why I know this, I studied it when I was 16, and made an entire poster to which I gave it to my Japanese Teacher. For context: I was living in Japan. Going to a Japanese School. And teaching my poor English teacher about this Emu War that he only believed once he looked it up. As a parting gift I gave him a poster. Shout out to Kawamura-Sensei you tried so hard not to laugh at the poster but I won that war.

Here it is. All the quotes on there are real too!

[leiflitter]

The Quotable Catton

Putting some of this one under a cut for NSFW reasons. Felix is a yappy fucker in more ways than one.

“Clean bill of health. Apparently I am a little deficient in vitamin D, but I'm sure you can help with that.” [...] “Also had a delivery notification, so how about I be a gent and carry those bags for you? And you can make a big fuss of me when we get back to the car for being awfully brave. I didn't even complain when they took my blood- well, complain much… Then, when we get home, I can stab you a bit.”

Chapter 53

“That's a risk I'm willing to take. I've got very good lawyers, Ollie.” [...] “They'd get me off, but I'd far rather you did, you little tease.” 

Chapter 53

“Eenie meenie miney mo, catch a tiger by it's toe, if he squeals let him go…” [...] “Cock out, boyscout.” 

Chapter 54

“Oh, come off it, Oliver. You think you're subtle? I see you looking, you know.” [...] “I know you're bent, mate. I must say it'd be nice to get a blowie from someone who actually likes cock.”

Chapter 54

“Don't play coy, Ollie, it's a cock. We both have ‘em, and we both know you're about ten seconds away from begging for me to stick it in one of your holes. What was I saying…? Oh, right. So. If Lu comes home and I'm balls-deep in your arse on the bloody dining room table, then what chance do either of us have of getting away with it? But… Well, that's what you want, isn't it? Fucking hell, are you always this much of a shameless slut, or is it especially for me?”

Chapter 55

“Ollie, you're too bloody sexy and it makes it very, very hard for me to be a twat to you.” 

Chapter 55

“Right. Where were we? I promise I'll be so impolite, Ollie… Alright. You're a shameless slut. Right.” [...] “That's… Oh, shit. Line, Olls?”

Chapter 55

“You can leave, you know. I'm just going to follow you. Easy peasy… and I think I said that you can leave if you get sick of us, so unless you're sick of me…”

Chapter 56

“Me and Ollie are up to his parents’ for New Years, so you can all have a ghost party if you'd like. No snogging any long-dead Cattons, Venetia, I don't care if you're dead, it's still incest. I, um. I miss you all.” [...] “I wish you could, you know, give me a call or pop back for a visit in the summer? If you can, then… Let me know, but not in a spooky way. I love you.”

Chapter 56

“Look, Olls, I know I'm not divorced yet, and it's been… a month since Oxford, and not even two weeks of you being here, but I want to. I'm sorry I don't have a ring and I'm not on one knee, and it's not romantic but I really, really mean it. How about it?”

Chapter 56

[thatwritingho]

Finger Foods Update!

Featuring @m3gahet 's Robin Greeves!

On Balcony's Ledge

Summary: There's much Robin and Olive have in common - Shitty childhoods with shitty fathers, asshole brothers, and anger issues; oral fixations and smoking habits; and also... a love of balcony ledges? One of these things is not like the others. Pairing: Robin Greeves and Olive Axworthy Rating: General Background: Another Oc x Oc piece! m3gahet has drawn Olive & Robin a few times now. I now adore them together🥺

Read on AO3 or below!

The door to the balcony flung open, and Olive knew who was there without looking. This balcony wasn't necessarily theirs — the guys would routinely come out here to pester them, after all, and St. Cecilia would join them when visiting Mordhaus — but they were the ones out here the most. With a huff of frustration, Robin wordlessly climbed up onto the ledge next to Olive, cigarette pack in hand as she crossed her legs on the stone wall. Flicking her lighter a few times, she began to curse, irritation mounting.

“Oh, come on, you goddamn stupid little shithead piece of mother fucking hot garba– oh. Thanks.”

Robin's tirade at the small plastic Bic — swiped from Skwisgaar who had swiped it from Pickles before that, the corner crusted with resin — was cut off as Olive extended her arm with Zippo in hand, flame lit and ready. Robin leaned forward with a gentle flush to light the cigarette in her mouth, the action feeling entirely too intimate for what it was, immediately calming as smoke filled her lungs.

“You're welcome. Bad day?”

“Something like that…” Robin trailed off with a sigh. She didn't want to get into it, to talk about how the anniversary of that was coming up, how it made everything so much more difficult to deal with — the stress of the job more fraying, the guys more irritating, interpersonal relationships more complicated. Instead, she merely said, “...just a rough patch. I haven't been taking my multivitamin.”

“Uh-huh,” Olive raised a brow, exhaling a cloud of smoke as dark eyes narrowed in knowing suspicion at her companion. Chewing at her gum thoughtfully, she kicked the heels of her boots against the stone wall, feet dangling over the edge in a way that Pickles always nagged her over.

Hm. Robin was normally a much better liar than that.

“Want me to run some labs on you? There's a lot of vitamin deficiencies that could be causing a dip in mood. You know, a vitamin D deficiency can caus-”

Glancing to the other woman out of the corner of her eye, a small grin curled Robin's lips as Olive rambled, only growing when the other woman somehow ended up on a tangent about Rickets in Victorian England, sucking down a second cigarette as she listened.

“-anyway,” inhaling a breath, embarrassment heated Olive’s cheeks as she wrapped up her monologue, reeling herself back in, “yeah. We can swing by the medical wing later.”

“...okay.” Robin's grin was sticking, stretching her cheeks, now, amused. It had just been a quick little white lie, but… it was nice that she cared, “Yeah, sure. Why the hell not, doctor?”

Mouth going dry at her inflection, Olive bit her lip, averting her eyes out to the horizon, “Um, yeah. Cool.”

Robin grinned smugly — another point for her.

“Yeah. Cool.”

Silence settled over the pair, long, curling tendrils of wispy white smoke billowing in the breeze as the early twinkles of starlight began to dot the purpled sky. Orange heated the horizon as the sun clung to the earth, its clutches slipping into pink as the sky rose.

“Robbi, you know you can talk about it… right?” Olive's voice was soft, barely above a whisper, as if speaking any louder may scare the other woman off.

Hell, Robin thought, she may be right.

“Yeah… yeah. I know.” Robin kept her own voice low to match, tamping out her cigarette on the stone and carelessly tossing the butt over the edge, watching it fall to depths she couldn't see.

“Need me to kick anyone's ass? Maim someone? Kill? Decapitate, perhaps? You know that's my favorite.”

Robin laughed, a bit strained and a bit listless, but still a laugh, all the same, “Not this time. I'll take a rain check, though? May come in handy.”

“Of course. What are friends for, if not for delivering severed heads on silver platters when the other has been wronged?”

The sentiment wormed into Robin's chest, inspiring complicated emotions. The air was crisp in her lungs as she closed her eyes, inhaling a deep, slow breath, a gust of wind chilling her despite her blazer.

And then, there was warm.

A hand, small and soft, gently grasping her own, snaking their fingers together. As Robin turned, lips met hers, soft and pillowy, Robin's face heating as she returned the kiss, cupping Olive's face in her hand and parting her lips to sneak her tongue into the other woman's mouth. Their lips met again and again until Robin was left with a big, genuine smile as they parted, face softly flushed, eyes hooded and playful as she chewed the gum in her mouth.

It took a moment, but the dark eyes mirrored back at her soon switched from being clouded in want to narrowed in accusation, the hot flush on Olive's cheeks only adding to the cuteness of the expression.

“Hey! That was my last piece!”

Unable to resist, Robin pinched her cheek before hopping down and sauntering off, laugh shaping her words as she turned back, hand on the door handle, “Shut up. I'll buy you another pack.”

[running-in-the-dark]

I've got another colestyramin update.

so I've been taking the chewable tablets for a while, but I feel like maybe they don't work quite as well? either way, I don't like them that much - they're convenient for when I'm not at home, but they're still really annoying (and gross and it takes me forever to chew them)

I found a different version of the powder that comes in a big jar instead of individual packets. I asked my GP if I could try that (she was really weird about me taking this medication at all - asked if I want to take it forever and about how fast I eat and all that. which we already went over several times. and which... kind of... won't fix the issue which is caused by my non-existent gallbladder?! I could not possibly eat any slower, and changing what I eat didn't help at all. I guess I could just stop eating altogether, that would certainly fix this one issue :))) ).

anyway. she prescribed it to me, and I just had my first dose. oh my god it is so fucking bad. it's much more disgusting than the one in the packets, and the texture is horrible. there's two versions of this, one with more sugar and one with more of something else (can't remember the name). I asked for the one with more sugar, she prescribed the other one (and I noticed too late). maybe that's why it's so incredibly disgusting?

but. what's way worse than that. is that it.. had the absolute opposite effect of what it's supposed to do 🙃 tmi, but, it instantly gave me very bad diarrhea (which happens when I don't have this medication and eat for the first time in the day, and after most other meals too). that.. did not happen with the other ones. to be clear - I didn't eat anything yet. soo. I'm not sure what to do now. I guess I'll keep taking it for a few days, and if it doesn't get better I might ask if I can get the other version? but I don't know if she'll do that. so far she's always said I have to use up the previous medication first 🙃

what I really, realllly want. is the one that is just regular pills that you swallow. I don't care that they're apparently huge. I hate the texture of every version I've tried so far (the taste is horrible too, yeah, but the way it feels is the real issue). but that is apparently not officially approved for bile acid stuff in Germany, and I don't think my GP will try to help me get it.

she recommended I see a gastroenterologist (only because she thinks I shouldn't be on this medication long term), I just have to make an appointment. it'll probably be months until I get one, though.

ugh this is so frustrating! if I get the other version of this medication, I think I'll have tried all the ones that are available here.

my GP has zero interest in helping me figure this out. she said that it's bad if I keep taking this medication because it makes it so some vitamins can't be absorbed (as if having constant diarrhea after eating anything is better somehow?!), and when I asked if it would make sense to do a blood test to see if I have any deficiencies, she just asked if I had lost weight, I said not really, maybe a few kgs, and she said I should look into which ones can't be absorbed and that was that. cool. I get that she doesn't have time to look into everything for every one of her patients, but, I've been the one who informed her about everything related to this so far, and she won't even do a fucking blood test?!

I feel completely alone with this and I do not have the time or energy to figure this out right now!! I need to finish my thesis somehow, how am I supposed to research this at the same time?! and how am I supposed to do ANYTHING if I have to spend hours every day in the bathroom again, and be in pain the rest of the day?!

[sucktacular]

Cw health scare, passing out, food mention, weed + being high, mention of blood work/needles

Had a yucky time last night that was very scary and wanna vent about it

and honestly kinda hope maybe someone that has low blood sugar moments or panic attacks or whatever the fuck could give me some insight if you're comfy doing so!!

Other wise just ignore this post :3 I'm okay now! But obv will get it looked at, prommy.

Also cw disordered eating... I don't mean to do it for any particular reasons I'm just very bad at remembering to eat, eating enough, and having too low energy to make anything lately. I got fresh groceries yesterday night tho so I'll be back to eating right for a bit.

So I uh nearly passed out at 3am alone in my kitchen trying to make a sandwich and I'm kinda pissed that my body is shitting out on me and now I gotta go to the human mechanic and get my stuff looked over cuz uh... Not normal happenings

I got up after laying down in bed for a while trying to sleep but got hungry and I was a little zooted too to be fair. Collected myself. Got all dressed to leave my room and was totally fine. If it was from standing up too fast it should have definitely hit me by that point but I was fine.

Went down and took all the things out of the fridge I needed for a sandwich. Slow and meticulous , not too fast cuz I was stoned and like to take my time to be quiet. Opened the bread, got a plate, opened the mayo, mayo'd my bread, then I went to open the deli chicken and started greying out and getting really light headed and weak and shakey and cold. So I waited a moment and it kept getting worse so I sat down and propped myself in the corner of my cabinets to try and help. Drank my chocolate milk and tried to wait it out. I've had low blood sugar act like that before- cold, shakey, grey vision, weak, etc - cuz I've kind of always been really bad at making sure I eat meals and last night i had just been eating chips, crackers, and chocolate pretzels all night. Snjcjsbjdks. I've been snackless for a few days so I NEEDED snack overload.

Anyway it kept getting worse over the minute or two to the point my vision was like white and black tv static with tunnel vision. my head felt super pressurized and I couldn't hear? I've had tinnitus since I was a tiny child but it really felt like those movies when everything is muffled and all you can hear is a very tiny faint high pitch ring. I could barely hear my tinnitus which was ... Deafeningly silent and that's WEIRD. I've never heard... Nothing? So that was scary. My whole body felt sweaty and hot and I just didn't know really what to do.

I think it was low blood sugar but + weed made me have a panic attack? Maybe? Or really bad low blood sugar. Because I HAVE been having light headed episodes and feeling weak lately... Which I chocked up to vitamin deficiencies (B12, D, or iron are problems of the past so I started taking those every day for the past week or so.)

Kind of super mad doctor I saw last week insisted I don't need blood work and to just take my new meds, cuz there's definitely something going on here and while blood work probably wouldn't have stopped last night's episode from happening, at the very least I could be a step closer today than i am. :(

Uhm... Yeah anyway it was really scary and I was on the floor in the kitchen with just Frankie watching me for a hot maybe 2-5minutes... Hard to tell how long. Not a super long time but more than just like 1-2 minutes. Felt better. Tried to get up and finish sandwich making. Got grey and weak again. Sat down some more. EVENTUALLY my vision and hearing went back to normal. Finished my sandwich weakly and packed the stuff away sloppily and had to turn the hallway light on cuz I couldn't see in the dark at all. Went to my bed and ate my sandwich and still felt fucked but eventually went right back to normal.

I do still feel airy headed and not totally alert but that's been kinda how it's been this past few weeks.

So uh... Mmm. Don't like that at all. Phone on me all the time now. Doctor visit again soon for this issue specifically. Partner suggested it sounded like a panic attack or when they get a vasovagal response to needles and nearly pass out. I definitely got scared and panicked cuz it was awful and scary and felt like I was dying. I did some 5seconds in 5 seconds out breathing exercises and it helped quite a bit to calm and focus me in the moment. Which was neat! They ain't lying about those exercises even if you don't know what you're doing. Focus on the counting and the breathing in and out softly.

Uhm.... So yeah if anyone actually genuinely has a comment or experience with that I'd love to hear. Otherwise I'm okay so far today and keeping an eye on it...

Problem also is I don't... Well, I have agoraphobia basically and it's very hard for me to go to a doctor without help from a friend or my partner and I can't figure out any online telehealth things in Ontario that don't cost money or aren't just for prescription renewals so uh not sure what to really do. I know I need to get it looked into but my GOD you know how fear will make you not care for yourself? Gestures. I'm trying so hard not to jump to the conclusion that it might be pre diabetes because my family has no history thankfully but the signs arent looking good..

[scorittanius]

Tell me the lore of your Millie. You’ve intrigued me and also if you have a design to maybe draw that would be cool

you sly dog, you got me monologuing.

i'll draw later-

note; includes hints of a slight crossover w pokemon uranium, yet nothing much besides the news station's report.

WARNING: LONG. I AM ALSO KINDA BAD AT WRITING.

yknow how i mentioned she looked like a victorian era orphan? well, she spent majority of her early life in foster homes. she doesn't remember much, so i can't really say much more on that topic.

she was adopted by the fitsimmons when she was 8, and at first they seemed to be a lovely family; she had a bed to sleep in, food to eat, and a roof over her head, unlike many of her previous homes. when she turned 10, she started to catch on to how... weird they were. for starters, they only ever fed her vegan-friendly diets without proper vitamin supplements, so she was dealing with iron and calcium deficiencies. and occasionally they tried to have 'the talk' with her. when she accepted, it turned out said talk was just telling her she was allergic to almost all meat ( an obvious lie ), so she stopped caring.

She was 12 when the bullying and depression started up. each day when she went to school, she faced what can only be described as torment. usually the abuse from her peers was mental, but sometimes it would be physical; broken bones, scraped knees, and a left forearm so mangled it needed to be amputated were some of the main injuries sustained. Sooner or later she found homestuck, and started reading it. she found a sense of comfort in the story as a whole, yet especially vriska. with this sense of solstice, she slowly recovered, which was greatly helped when she was placed in her grandfather's care due to her parents taking up a career overseas.

Soon, we come to the main story. The day of her supposed demise was an eventful one. nothing interesting happened until around 9PM; her family gathered around the TV, watching as a news reporter talked about a nuclear disaster happening to a nearby region. she took the oppertunity to sneak out to the workshed, thus her fate was sealed. Man, the news didn't lie; radioactive air had already made it's way to their small coastal town, and it was hard to breathe. That didn't matter to Millie, though, considering she had just found her adoption papers. but before she could get them, a metal claw grabbed her waist, and she was pulled into the nightmare we all know. After the fact, after the nightmare, Millie managed to get out of the animatronic's cage despite her injuries, and with her last strength, started reading the papers. Nothing interesting recorded at first, but she felt there was something urgent in there she needed to see before she passed. Soon enough, she found the page. skimming through the words, trying to find those damned words, that damn name. She only managed to read it in her final seconds. Birth name: Millicent Rose Afton.

The final words she read as a living person. The final thought she'd have. These 3 words had been so important to her, she failed to notice the black inchor dripping from her neck before she collapsed, seemingly dead.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Here's where we divert our attention away from her POV for. 'i cant fucking write mhy hands are sore' reasons.

After her disappearance, rumours started to spread of a mysterious figure roaming in the graveyard below jumper's cliff. almost like a spirit cursed to roam the earth forever more... Reports of the figure revealed that it was feminine, and appeared to have died a teenager. while it seemed mainly human, certain limbs, half of it's face, it's ears, and it's apparent fluffy tail, showed a likeness to an old freddy's animatronic. alongside that, it was always seen with a murder of ravens surrounding it, and a black cat by it's side.

this strange cryptid was thus named nevermore, the raven-friend only spoken of in whispers. nobody knows if it's hostile, but not even the cockiest of adventurers dared to find out.

[funnuraba]

I had to write down all my supplements recently for a specialist appointment, so I figured I'd share my list of stuff that helps with my personal ME/CFS/Long Covid case.

The main things that have pulled me back into the high end of Moderate are LDN and beta blockers. I'm sure I'd still be 99.99% bedbound without that. I'm about 97% bedbound now, but I can do things in bed that aren't lying down with ear plugs and an eye mask, flinching in pain every time an airplane goes by overhead. I can write a little bit! Play video games! Chew my food without my heart rate going up to 140! Beyond the prescription stuff, though, here's the rest:

Lumbrokinase 150mg: Blood thinner to deal with clotting that causes lots of trouble with ME. Some people with ME report actual chunky blood--yeah, just like antivaxxers were reporting as a side effect of The Jab. Some of them may have been telling the truth, except it was the virus itself causing the trouble. They might even be right about the timeline--remember how the main safeguard when we got our first dose was standing 6 feet apart in closed spaces with cloth masks on? I didn't buy that even then; I figured the cloth masks were doing all the work (and they weren't doing much at all, and that's why I'm fucked now 🥲). Yeah, I'm betting plenty of people got infected when they got vaxxed.

Anyway, the problem with Nattokinase is that natto is made from fermented soybeans, and tons of people who get Long Covid also get MCAS, which causes tons of new allergies. And soy is a big one. More than a few people have reported getting permanently worse from Nattokinase.

Cetirizine 20mg: Antihistamine for MCAS. Taken twice a day for a while host of problems including itching.

Famotidine 40mg: For GERD; ME and MCAS are also gut issues and often comorbid with GERD and gastroparesis.

Cromolyn Sodium, who knows how much: Antihistamine taken as a nasal spray when needed, because my sinuses swell up all the time now and prevent me from breathing.

Magnesium Complex 200mg: For interrupted and unrefreshing sleep (huge problem in ME). It also helps with my Restless Leg, which was a huge problem for several years--I think actually predating Covid in my case, but RLS can also be caused by a Covid infection.

These are their own little pack:

Berberine 1200mg: This mimics many effects of Metformin, which is known to help a lot with Covid infections and the after effects. However, it can damage your gut health when taken regularly, so the source I found said to take with the following two, plus taurine, which I'm avoiding because I have enough B6 from other sources (see below).

Vitamin B12 1000mcg: The berberine causes B12 deficiency, and you can't fuck yourself up by taking too much like you can with B6.

Black Seed Oil 1000mg: this is to counteract the cooling effect berberine has on your gut.

Recently I had to ration my berberine a little until a new bottle got here, and I started to wake up dehydrated multiple times in the night, which was a huge problem before I started my supplements. That's now vanished again, so I can definitely say the berberine is worth it for that! (I think it's primarily a POTS symptom.)

PROBIOTIC:

A probiotic. I don't know if the brand matters, but a specialist just recommended Smidge Sensitive and holy Jeezus that stuff is expensive. I've been taking Nature's Bounty.

IMMUNE SYSTEM: These are both to help your body shake new Covid infections less long term damage, and for the existing Long Covid. There's some major, uh, let's say friction in the community about whether "viral persistence" is the root of the issue or not, and I don't know what's going on there and am unaffiliated, please do not kill me, but it's definitely best to be taking these before you discover you're infected! I assume they could also help the body fight a reactivated EBV, which is supposedly the cause of many ME cases?

Quercetin 1000mg

Zinc 50mg: A lower dose is recommended, but I already bought a big ol' bottle; can cause mild bruising at this level.

Vitamin C 1000mg

Grape Seed Extract 200mg: My source on this is a doctor from the Long Covid community on Twitter so idk if it does anything, but it doesn't seem to be hurting. It's supposed to have good antiviral properties. You have to make sure you get grape seed extract, not just grape; the brand I use is Solaray Vital Extracts.

AMINO ACIDS:

Acetyl L-Carnitine 4500 mg: I think this has been one of the biggest ones for me. I was on 3000 for a while, but when I went up to 4500 I really started to feel more mental energy than I had in a while. 6000 a day gave me some negative side effects... unfortunately I've already forgotten what they were due to the brain damage 😑. I'm definitely less exhausted by complicated thinking, processing music and a video game at once, turning thoughts into typing, other things like that.

NADH 10mg: I don't know if this is doing anything, honestly, but some people swear by it.

N-Acetylcysteine 500mg: 600mg daily was just recommended to me by an ME specialist. I guess I've gotta get a second bottle.

Luteolin 100mg: Again, I was already taking this, and just had it recommended by a specialist in a 500mg dose.

I honestly forget what these do:

Turmeric 1000mg: I think this is for general inflammation?

HURT/DID NOTHING:

NAG (different from NAC and NADH): stopped when the bottle ran out and haven't noticed a difference

Nattokinase: See Lumbrokinase

B-Complex/Taurine: I discovered these can lead to B6 toxicity, which makes neuropathy much worse! This also applies to a lot of electrolyte supplements, including the frequently recommended Liquid IV. I stopped those, and that new form of neuropathy that felt like raindrops on my skin also vanished, so hopefully not too much damage was done in the couple months I was taking them.

Loratidine twice daily: This is part of the highly recommended duo that a lot of ME patients find. It's an antihistamine that helps calm down MCAS, which is hugely comorbid with ME. However, it turns out it can damage your gut over time! This Twitter thread gives a few alternatives that are less anticholinergic, or not anticholinergic at all. I went with Cetirizine, and after a couple of months on Loratidine, I can say that my gut issues from the past few years have come back somewhat, after calming down for a short time. (That may also be the berberine.) Hoping they'll give me a break once more.

COQ-10: This is also frequently recommended, but I don't know why, because it raises your heart rate, which is extremely dangerous for people with ME!

Colloidal Silver: To be clear, I never tried this because I was already familiar with its reputation, but I've had to discard more than one Long Covid infographic/listicle for including it. Do not touch this stuff or anything homeopathic! It's a waste of money.

[likemmmcookies]

Hi i saw you comment on thebibliosphere's iron post that you have secret small red blood cell anemia type thing? Me too!! If youre comforable sharing, any treatments that have worked/not worked for you, useful tests related symtoms, etc? My doc isnt tkaing it seriously so i appreciate any info, thanks! Ps just wanna make sure you know that taking vitamin c with iron can help you absorb iron, and taking it with calcium can hinder iron absorbtion

Hello! This is going to be a really loooong one so buckle in.

For long time, every RBC-related test result came back bad for me. Low hemoglobin, low red cell count, low blood volume, low MCV, and low red cell distribution. My cells were small, I didn't have enough of them, and they weren't binding iron. I've had anemia pretty much my whole life. At my second to last blood panel a couple years ago, my primary care dr noticed I was taking 50 mg of high absorption iron (and eating high iron foods) but still experiencing anemia symptoms. My hemoglobin came back too low again and she basically went "hmm - weird! take more iron," which is crazy because i was already taking way more than I should need. The person who figured it out, was of all things, my psych med doctor after I mentioned that result off-hand in an appointment. She is pretty holistic and keeps up to date on new research and is generally a rock star. So finding a holistic doctor is the first treatment step.

She asked if I'd ever gotten an iron profile test, which includes serum iron (how much iron is bound to transferrin, which is the protein in blood that binds the iron and carries it to your red blood cells), ferritin levels (how much iron is just hanging out in your blood unused), and total iron binding capacity (indicates how well your body is actually binding the iron sitting around in your body). I hadn't had this panel before, so I got one, and the results indicated that the iron was kind of there, and what was there was being bound by transferrin, but NOT in the quantities that it should be considering how much iron i was getting. My blood should have been chalk full of iron just sitting around. So this indicated an absorption issue and a not-enough-blood-cells issue.

Then my psych doctor asked if I'd ever had my b12 levels tested (nope!) and told me about pernicious anemia, which is when you're deficient in b12, which impairs your body's ability to make red blood cells. It's indicated by low red cell counts, small red blood cells, stubborn anemia that doesn't improve with iron supplements, and the easiest indicator - literally getting a b12 test and it coming back low. It's incredibly easy to test. I had one doctor years ago test my B levels and they came back slightly lower than normal but not enough to set off a flag for her, which is also stupid, because of my long history of anemia.

Okay so onto b12. If your b12 levels are low, it causes anemia as a secondary issue since your body can't make enough RBCs. So taking iron will do fuck-all if you don't have enough b12 to make the cells in the first place. I got a b12 test and it came back low-ish again. My psych doctor concluded I have both pernicious anemia AND regular anemia, which made me extra susceptible to the low b12 levels but let that issue fly under the radar for all my other doctors. My b12 level was a concern, but in a regular person without anemia it wouldn't have set off alarm bells.

So what causes low b12 levels? There are a lot of things (like diabetes or certain autoimmune disorders), but most often it's caused by something GI related: not getting enough b12 in your diet, abdominal surgery, IBS, Crohns, etc. Which makes the first solution to try easy: take more b12 (you'll want to take methylated b12, its more expensive but it really makes a difference). If that doesn't work, the next step is to look at what's keeping your body from absorbing it. For me, it was autoimmune and IBS-related and I had to see a special integrative medicine doctor to fix my GI (these issues were also keeping me from absorbing enough iron). That was a whole thing, and expensive, but it made a huge difference. After a while I was able to stop taking b12 supplements and cut back on iron by half because I was finally absorbing it and my body was properly able to use it. For the first time in my life, I got a blood panel back that was totally normal (good, even!).

In summary: 1. find a doctor that is more holistic if possible, 2. Get an iron profile test 3. get a B12 test, and go from there. If your doctor continues to not take you seriously, at least you have your test results to go off of and you can mess around with supplements and diet on your own. If you're taking all the supplements and eating the right foods, but none of it is showing up in your blood, I'd recommend trying a probiotic too. The iron profile test will give you a lot of info about what is causing the anemia because it identifies where the problem is in the chain of iron into your body -> iron on your blood cells. Do be careful with b12 though and get tested again if you start taking supplements, because getting too much b12 can be as bad as not getting enough. And finally, try taking your iron in chunks of days instead of every day. My psych med doctor said basically there's like absorption fatigue from getting it every day. I switched to taking higher doses every 2-3 days instead of spreading it all out and it's possible that also helped with absorption. It also lets you offset when you take calcium since you can alternate days. It's worth a try.

I hope any of this helps!! If you read this entire thing, congratulations and I'm sorry. 😅 Please feel free to send more asks or DMs about this issue.

ETA: I just realized I confused b12 for vitamin D in terms of high levels. Lots of b12 is FINE if it's a result of diet. You'll just pee the extra out.

[lemuel-apologist]

i want you to go on a journey with me. put yourself in these supposedly-$400 shoes. we're doing what my mom did every time the topic of groceries came up (updated, of course, for a modern audience. it's not 2012 anymore).

in this hypothetical, you are poor.

woah. crazy. bear with me. (i had to have my one, sorry.)

your name is not steve, because my stepdad doesn't know how to bake (he's a chef, not a baker, sorry steve. makes mean street corn, though). your name is liz. you come home from a long day of teaching somebody else's kids for not enough pay and not enough hours (definitely not enough to get benefits), slip off the company-mandated shoes that are wearing through again by the door (it's not worth it to buy actual shoe repair supplies, is it? that's so much money for a tube of gunk that'll look like shit. your second-oldest can sew. maybe she can sew it? it's not time to think about that now) and you go to make yourself and your kids (plural. you have five of them) something to eat when you realize you don't have bread. today is grocery day.

right. fuck. at least steve doesn't have the car today. your broken, shitty car that breaks down every five miles.

so you tell your oldest to watch the baby, pour some water under the hood of the car you can't afford to replace when it breaks down on the three mile drive to the grocery store and the produce market (the grocery store, so you don't have to pay extra for shopping at walgreens like you did when you didn't have a car at all), and you go in.

now, do you, behind the cart, 39-hours-a-week, five children, shoes broken as hell, buy a loaf of bread for (in 2024 prices) $1.42? or do you pay way more for the ingredients needed to make loaves of bread?

liz knows, in the forefront of her mind, that she has $15 to spend on groceries and supplies for the month. that includes diapers, wipes, food, and, yes, bread.

so, let's say liz does gather the ingredients to make bread. it's cheaper, right?

in the long run, yes. i'll be transparent. but in the immediate?

a two pound bag of flour, in 2024, costs $2.38. That's already more than a loaf of bread, but we'll roll with it. But, hey-- a 25 pound bag of flour supposedly costs $10.77.

you're liz. you're an expert at budgeting. you know which is more cost-effective. a 25lb bag will last longer and costs less, per pound and definitely per gram, than the 2lb bag. but it's not in your budget. if you get the 25lb. bag, you already can't get other food. no protein, no vegetables, nothing. you're committed to johnnycakes for the next month and now your kids are complaining of vitamin deficiencies. damn.

so you sigh, set the thought aside, think maybe when we have some more money. maybe we could save up. get the 2lb bag. that's barely enough to bake some cookies with, too.

but whatever. you tally it up in your head. of your fifteen dollars, you have $12.62 left.

for bread, you need a leavening agent. for white bread, that's yeast.

or, you remember, you could get yourself baking powder and make soda bread (or biscuits. there are a lot of quick breads out there). but which is cheaper?

Well, instant yeast is either $5.48 (jar), $1.88 (packet, name brand-- ew), or $1.14 (packet, store brand). the cheapest baking powder you see costs $1.98; the cheapest baking soda costs $0.87. you would need to have both to be able to properly rise your bread, right?

are you going to stand here and debate yeast versus baking powder? yeast bread versus quick bread? price over price over price over price? you have hungry kids at home. you're pretty sure your second-oldest is going to run into a doorknob hip-first or step on a rusty nail and you can't afford a doctor's visit. not this month. not after she got shingles. after all, you're debating bread.

so, yeast. you get yeast. are you going to get packets or a jar? a jar is more cost-effective than a bunch of packets, and you, liz, would know that. more bang for your buck. unfortunately, it's also more buck, but you're trying to be cost-effective... so you get the jar... put the packets back... look at your cart of ingredients... sigh... try to total it up... try not to panic... put the jar back when you think about the cost, because the cost reigns supreme; try not to think about the cost; try not to think about how you're not going to even have enough money for jelly... and that's all your oldest likes to eat on her sandwiches. it's the only way you can get her to eat them. and you could be more strict, sure, but she's having such a hard time with her birth mom that you really can't, not without losing her.

that's okay. maybe you can get some fruit from someone you know-- people at church are pretty nice, and someone always has extra fruit-- and try to teach her to make preserves. maybe. if you have the time. you have to teach piano lessons, after all, to supplement your income, and you are going to be late if you don't hurry this up.

if you're using yeast, you have to add in sugar, which you don't have at the house. you could subtract $2.12 if you get the cheapest possible option. maybe you could ask your weird vegan neighbor for coconut sugar, but-- then you're talking to your weird vegan neighbor, and who wants to do that? maybe you could go to the dollar store instead, if you're willing to go after piano lessons. mentally, set aside and subtract $1.25, plus tax. (can't forget tax. you live in florida, man.) fuck, maybe the store pricematches it. let's say that for the sake of the hypothetical.

all food is processed, you know. flour, yeast, margarine. and you think, passing the butter, that you could probably substitute in the margarine you have in the fridge, scant as it is, for the butter you need. the total money left in your budget is standing at 10.23. Not bad, not bad at all. Is your family eating meat this month, you wonder? no time for that. you're making bread.

you don't have to pay for water here. that's already in your utilities. you have salt in your spice cabinet and a thousand packets in a drawer somewhere. yay you. yay for never getting rid of condiment packets. and there's probably some shortening left over somewhere in your house, if you need to grease your old-as-time loaf pan that probably is rusted somewhere you can't see. can't afford a new one right now.

but let's say, for the sake of a calculation that im about to do, that liz does actually give in and buy more margarine here. that's another $1.24.

so, what's your total at, now? you have spent $6.01 (roughly; im not double-checking for a tumblr post, sorry) to make a loaf of bread.

but how much bread can you actually get out of this?

you have three packets of yeast. you need two per loaf of bread. if you want to be able to make three, you actually need to double the amount you're spending on yeast; or you can make a half loaf with ingredients left over, after which you could make a quick bread, like a soda bread (or another type of quick bread; i'm saying soda bread because that's one im super familiar with and im not about to bring making yeast breads like milk bread or challah into this, thanks), which would require you to have baking powder, baking soda, or another leavening agent in your house. and liz, you don't have those things in your house.

at most, you're getting one and a half loaves out of this, with flour, sugar, and butter left over. if you have eggs (which is another cost; but maybe you can dip into your funds for that, since you can make egg salad, scrambled eggs, fried rice, and so on), you could try making some sort of egg bread; you could make bread without yeast if you have the right ingredients; you could make tortillas; but do you have things to eat with that bread? with those tortillas? bread is fine, but you only have $8.99 left to spend and seven people to feed. dipping into your emergency kit means you don't have food to eat when a hurricane hits--

because ground beef? the most versatile meat option you can get at the store? that costs $4.24. lunch meat costs about the same these days, unless you're getting bologna.

so do you spend six dollars on bread ingredients with the knowledge that you'll have to dedicate the time to baking it and figuring out how to use the rest of what's left (or, if all else fails, letting your second-oldest bake unsupervised, knowing how she is with oven mitts and fires)? knowing you could make even more bread if you had the ten pound bag of flour and the jar of yeast? or do you buy a loaf of bread, buy enough food to keep your family full and nourished, and get to your piano lessons so you can also afford to keep your two youngest children in diapers?

y'know, my family has been poor for as long as they've been in america-- for even longer. 1696, the 1790s, the 1890s, now. maybe we know how to work the land; how to sew, how to bake, how to preserve. we learned how, because we wanted to, because we had to (was there a choice?). we know how to make do. most poor people do. it's a life of constant choices.

and sometimes you have to choose to buy the bread instead of making it.

[another-dr-another]

the crime - makitano account?

Maeda, narrating - Oh, I've got it!

~*~

Maeda - ...Uehara could only be the killer if there was some sort of talentswap I didn't hear about, or he's a superhuman.

Ōtori - What... the actual fuck are you on about?

Maeda - He'd have to suddenly be SHSL Sprinter, or have... divinely good SHSL Luck in order to pull off the murder.

Hatano - ...You're not trying to say it was me, right?

Maeda - Not at all! Lemme explain.

Maeda - To get from the first floor, all the way to the second, and back again, doesn't seem too hard,

Maeda - But we can narrow down the time slot even more.

Maeda - Maki and Hatano would've heard footsteps if Uehara had followed them,

Maeda - Meaning he would've had to head up after they were in the pool room.

Maeda - And then there's the matter of where the victim trio was-

Maki - Victim trio?

Maeda - Mekaru, Kobashikawa, Yamaguchi.

Maeda - The three people who were injured, and we know it was related to the crime.

Maki - Got it, go on.

Maeda - They'd have to be either in the storage room already, or in the dorms when attacked, otherwise, medical trio would've seen them.

Maeda - But why would they be in the storage room, in this line of thinking?

Maeda - So Uehara would have to attack all three, move them all, and run back downstairs,

Maeda - In the time it took for us to decide it had been too long and we were worried about the others.

Higa - ...

Higa - I... fucking hate you. All of you.

Tomori - And that should be proof enough for everyone that we're right.

Uehara - ...Thaaank God.

Uehara - We're all cool? Everyone's chill and agrees it couldn't be me?

Higa - I'm still waiting for you to explain what your little fit was about.

Uehara - We're both waiting for a reason, and I was never chill with you, bitchass.

Yamaguchi - ...To keep this trial going, allow me to point out an issue:

Yamaguchi - We're all out of suspects.

Taira - ...Was she sick enough to die from her illness?

Tsurugi - Ah... do you think that could be the case?

Maki - I'm very sure that "being fucking stabbed" is not on the list of symptoms for Vitamin D deficiency?!

Taira - Oh, you're certainly right; one of us had to kill Mekaru.

Taira - But Maeda practically said it, can we really work out which of us is a murderer?

Taira - Maybe it was Mekaru herself, who attacked the other two, and she got the injuries from their acts of self defense?

Taira - Her illness could've made her weak enough to succumb, and the head wounds sustained by the other two could be causing memory issues.

Taira - So maybe that's what happened!

Kobashikawa - ...I don't... think that's how-

Taira - Oh? Kobashikawa, finally speaking up?

Kobashikawa - ...I... I'm sorry...

Ōtori - Koba...

Iranami - ...Would we really have a trial over that? A death from illness?

Taira - All that matters is that someone died, right?

Taira - And besides, there was at least an attempt at murder, but do we really wanna kill someone over it?

Iranami - K-Kill?!

Taira - Was Inori not enough?

Hatano - But... there's no motive! Mekaru had no reason to!

Taira - Which didn't stop someone from attacking Mekaru, and Kobashikawa, and Yamaguchi, and possibly Uehara.

Taira - I mean, if I'm remembering correctly, Mekaru was open about disliking you, Hatano...

Hatano - She... was...???

Taira - Mhm. Who's to say she wasn't willing to kill someone else?

Tsurugi - While... Mekaru wasn't the most attached to us, she was smart, and...

Tsurugi - I don't think she was brave enough to try murder.

Taira - Who, then? Who have you assigned the role of cold hearted attacker to?

Tsurugi - ...

Tsurugi - It's not... like that...

Taira - Well, if you won't explain, then it seems it falls to the rest of us-

Taira - We need a majority vote, and I don't think enough of you agree with me yet, so!

Taira - Monokuma, would you...

Monokuma - ...

Monokuma - In The Event Of The Participating Students Being Divided Equally Between Two Views,

Uehara - Ah... one of these again!

Monokuma - A Scrum Debate Will Begin.

Maeda - It didn't go down like that... time to prove that, I guess...

Monokuma - Analyzing Footage Of Discussion To Form Teams.

Tomori - Can't we just discuss things normally instead of latching onto the first idea presented once? One time?

Monokuma - ...Reanalyzing... Please Wait...

Monokuma - Teams Formed. Please Wait While Podiums Are Rearranged.

Taira - Wheee...

~*~

Scrum Debate: Start!

Is there a culprit to this case?

~

Team Lunar: "There is a culprit, but not one we can charge with murder!"

VERSUS

Team Solar! "Someone directly caused Mekarus death, we need to find the truth!"

~*~

Team Lunar: Taira, Hatano, Kobashikawa, Ōtori, Uehara, Yamaguchi

Team Solar: Maeda, Higa, Iranami, Maki Tomori, Tsurugi

~*~

Team Lunar: Go!

~

Hatano - Mekaru totally could've attacked someone- and I guess she would've liked to get out, giving her motive....

Kobashikawa - No... no one had time to plan out an attack... I... I think......My head hurts...

Ōtori - C'mon, guys, I'm tired... let's just bite for her and get out of her, it's the only thing that could've happened.

Uehara - I... I really don't want what happened to Inori to happen to anyone else... can't we just say the culprit is the one who died and be done...

Yamaguchi - The trial will happen whenever someone dies, and that's what happened to Mekaru! You can't use that to prove she died because of the murder.

Taira - Just face it, there's nothing left to work with, we can't prove who was involved in the murder!

Team Solar: Counter!

~

Higa - ??? Out ???

Iranami - ??? Motive ???

Maki - ??? Inori ???

Tomori - ??? Plan ???

Tsurugi - ??? Prove! ???

Maeda - ??? Mekaru ???

[Counter]

[noosesurroundsme]

I had a webcam doctors appointment today and I don't know how to feel. I have not seen my doctor since November, I was supposed to in February but had to cancel and then covid happened. It was kind of easier.

I was called to do labs last week and did not listen to the voicemail until the morning of the day they had to be done, but I was working so I didn't have them done. I didn't have to (or she just didn't ask) what my weight is. I was honest and said it's not close to 110 like she wants me to aim for at minimum, but I didn't give an exact number.

This, when talking about labs, made her leave a note for vitamin D test too on top of all the other things she watches. It's come up really low the other times she's tested for it, and she's worried about early osteoporosis. I don't think I have it. I'd have broken my hip or my legs jumping out the tree last month when I visited my grandparents property. (I couldn't go up there and not climb a tree, and I had to prove to myself that I had the strength to still do it. I did but my heart was racing.) I'm supposed to be taking medication for the deficiency (I was prescribed it 2.5 years ago) and never fill it. I did once but they were the gel capsules. They melted from the summer heat so I never took them. I really hate medication. I really hate having to go back on my acid reflux med. I hate taking my spiro or any of my meds. I want to be off everything. I have reminders and know how it affects me when I don't take them but it's such a chore. I told her I'd take the chewable flintstones a really long time ago but I stopped on purpose bc I don't deserve to be healthy. I just don't care at all. If I did I would be recovering. My new years resolutions might be no hospitals but it's just to lose as much as I can without ending up in one by force. No one ever notices when I lose weight. I got told I look healthy by my co-workers sister when I briefly told her how I relate to her situation.

I really fucking hate myself and idc what my doctor says, I really like her and I'm such a disappointment but I don't deserve health. I look healthy to people, so I doubt I've been sick enough for osteoporosis.

[secondhand-sheep-shack]

So, very accurate.

My sincerest apologies for being mostly absent from posting. Mental health and being a good human to myself took a long slide in the wrong direction.

Self care means taking your meds and turning off the phone.

I've also been trying to make sure 3rd noob gets some actual training. Though I learned tonight that he knows everything. So no amount of help will get him past his belief in his abilities being far superior to what is reality.

Plus i had a guy at work pull a prank on me. I already didn't like the guy. After the prank, I value him less than I did. Who the fuck goes to a coworker you don't know very well,tell them you quit, wave, grab your stuff and leave...as a motherfucking prank?

"He was just joking."

"Yeah. Real fucking funny."

I spent 25 minutes having a full blown panic attack in the isolation of the bathroom. I'd already had a long ass week,worked 4 - 10hr shifts, had almost no sleep and creepy guy thinks he's funny.

Then he tried to apologize for the joke by BLAMING his mental illness. "I have really bad social anxiety disorder and really bad generalized anxiety disorder. But it's okay, I don't rely on the crutch of medication. I am the practical joker, but nobody here knows me well enough to know that."

Dude blamed his dumbass behavior on his illness for which he's not medicated...

That's what sent my anxious ass into a panic attack. Because he had to mention the 'crutch of medication.' I'd already got called out for snapping at an older female coworker who is nosy as shit. I'd been doing good with my meds and then she started commenting that I am too young to need "all those drugs."

I asked her what age is old enough to need those meds, in her expert opinion. "How about the friend whose 3 month old has stage 4 neuroblastoma?" "How about a friend I had growing up with epilepsy and EDS?" "How about my grandfather at 102 who didn't need anything?" "How about you mind your own health and stop withe ageism when it comes to chronic illness or disease?" I laid out the meds and told her what each is for.

Iron - I'm anemic - I don't absorb from food in large enough quantities.

B12 - I'm slightly deficient.

Flomax - I have chronic kidney stones.

Gabapentin - I have neuralgia in my arms and hands. Working here doesn't help.

Tylenol - this is what I use for pain.

Wellbutrin XL - seasonal (and) general depression

Buspar - anxiety - from worrying about busybodies and my job.

Vistaril - anxiety (for attacks more than maintenance) and allergies - because it's the precursor to Zyrtec.

Magnesium chelate - because I'm deficient.

Folate - because I'm deficient

Vitamin C - because it helps me absorb the iron.

Calcium - because I'm very deficient

Tramadol - for days when tylenol isn't enough.

Mobic - because I've had open joint knee surgery and I have numerous issues with various joints.

Things I carry but don't take daily - Toradol (kidney stone pain help) Percocet or norco (pain - kidney stone passage help), zofran (anti-nausea) Benzonatate (cough suppressant)

Tell me again which ones I DON'T need.

She complained to our boss that I was rude. I told him that her telling me I'm too young to need medications is what's rude. She is in her 60s. She doesn't take anything. Great for her. I don't have that luxury. She's since been placed on medical leave for slipping and breaking her leg. She's apparently in a lot of pain. Gee.

So yeah and I had to sort shit every day for the last 12 working days.

[despairforme]

There was a comical moment between them. Seemed Sasaharu didn't understand what he was referring to when he talked about fruit. How THE FUCK was he supposed to know that 'sweet potato' was a vegetable? When the hell were vegetables sweet? Well, at least now he'd learned that it was, indeed, a vegetable. Now that he thought about it, he truly knew nothing about how or where different vegetables were grown. For someone who loved eating, he sure as shit knew little about food.

The two of them moved outside next. Nnoitra preferred to be outdoors, so this was a pleasant surprise for him. He didn't have access to outdoor areas where he lived. The grill looked fancy and clean, like something you'd find at a professional steak-house or something.

❝ 40 minutes.❞ Nnoitra repeated, wondering if he'd remember that. Maybe he'd just put them in the oven and take them out when he was bored of waiting. He watched as Sasaharu turned on the grill, and he noted that it was not very difficult. This sort of stuff? He could manage as well. Nnoitra always enjoyed being taught things where he thought: I can do this. It made him feel less useless and stupid.

He followed the instructions, making no mistakes this time. He had large hands so using the thongs was easy. To be honest, he was more interested in the skewers than the potatoes. The skewers smelled delicious. ❝ See? I'm a real professional. ❞ Nnoitra joked once the potatoes were all in place. He gestured proudly to the neatly placed row. Then he turned to the other.

❝ Anythin', huh? ❞ He tapped the thongs together while he looked at Sasaharu and thought. ❝ Guess I should ask, 'cause I pretty much only eat take-away. How long is it gonna take 'fer me 'ta die 'a vitamin deficiency or somethin'? ❞ He laughed. ❝ I'm kiddin'.❞ He was not. ❝ What's some good food I can eat raw? With no need 'fer cookin'. ❞ Was he showing off just how lazy he was when it came to cooking? Yeah. 

Sasaharu did laugh at his curse, he was waiting for it after all but when Nnoitra got himself back on track and worked with ease - Sasaharu didn't need to babysit in watching him do what was tasked. Focusing on his skewers and thinking of a teriyaki glaze, he moved with practised ease in his work kitchen to pluck the needed items for such a thing. When he stood beside Nnoitra to place down a few plates to place the vegetables on, he rose a brow at the other's question. What fruit? Following now to the other's gesture to what he was wrapping in foil - Sasaharu felt a little shock.

"Potatoes are vegetables too… In a sense." Sasaharu knew they didn't technically look at all like leafy greens or carrots or the likes - but they were in the same group. "They are just as nutritional as vegetables, like carrots and celery - they grow in the same corps with the same methods, thus they are classed as Potatoes, so you can add them to many diets. They were filling so you might not need much of them like you would, say broccoli or cauliflower." He spoke with ease, moving to place the other's wrapped goods onto a curved bowl serving dish. "Let's take these outside, my grills the best place to do this."

He moved ahead to unlock the door, opening it up to the small but spacious outside kitchen. The grill was a beauty - cleaned professionally last week and now ready for the summer sun and cool evening breeze. "You can cook these in the oven, same method - 40 minutes or so." He starts up, moving to place the plates onto the table and show Nnoitra how to turn on the grill to get the flame going with a coal bottom. No smoke yet, since it wasn't wet or oily - just a steady heat that gained its heat rapidly.

"Here." Handing Nnoitra the tongs, he moved aside. "Line the potatoes up near the back, neat and tidy. The skewers can go on a little later they won't take too long to grill through." He nodded, turning to the other man again. A lanky son, was all he could see. "Say around thirty minutes for them to cook through and another ten to make it sweat in the foil. That last ten minutes we'll put the skewers on then we'll eat." It was a simple and easy plan, couldn't go wrong here.

"Whilst they cook, you can ask me anything if you want - about cooking?"

[killerqueenjoy]

99 Question Tag

okay okay I know i got tagged to do this like a month ago on my main blog by @santonicababy iM SORRY LIN ILY BUT THIS WAS SO DAMN LONG

1) DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR CLOSET DOORS OPEN OR CLOSED

I sleep in the room where everybodies closets are and they all gotta be closed goddamn do you know how spooky it is to even have one open during the night

2) DO YOU TAKE THE SHAMPOOS AND CONDITIONER BOTTLES FROM HOTELS

my parents do, but alas I don't use them in case they have silicones or sulphates in them because I got a whole lotta curls to protect

3)DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR SHEETS TUCKED IN OR OUT?

if this refers to the sheet protecting the mattress, then my answer is in because how the fuck would you be able to sleep with that moving around???

4) HAVE YOU STOLEN A STREET SIGN BEFORE

NO SORRY IM BORING

5)DO YOU LIKE TO USE POST IT NOTES

heck yeah, but for random shit

6) DO YOU EVER CUT OUT COUPONS BUT THEN NEVER USE THEM

nee my parents are fancy fuckers who use the coupons on their phone (our local supermarket has a damn app skskksksk)

7) WOULD YOU RATHER BE ATTACKED BY A BIG BEAR OR A SWARM OF BEES

a bear because its one giant son of a bitch and not millions of tiny motherfuckers and also I've never been stung by a bee and intend to keep it that way because majority of my family seem to be allergic

8) DO YOU HAVE FRECKLES

nope! I have a couple beauty spots on my hands and face but thats kinda it

9) DO YOU ALWAYS SMILE FOR PICTURES

not really but if I've been told to smile then its 200% dead inside

10) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE

i find many things annoying

11)DO YOU EVER COUNT YOUR STEPS WHEN YOU WALK

only when i go up and down stairs, but i also try to make sure i step with each foot equally (if that makes sense) and i step on only certain colour tiles when im bored

12) HAVE YOU EVER PEED IN THE WOODS

the real question is have i ever been in the woods? both answers are no

13) HAVE YOU EVER POOPED IN THE WOODS

refer to question 12

14)ummmm idk what this question is meant to be curse you Lin

15)DO YOU CHEW YOUR PENS AND PENCILS

nope, the idea weirds me out

16) HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH THIS WEEK

none, this week and in general

17) WHAT SIZE IS YOUR BED

one person and a long yet smol doggo size

18) WHAT IS YOUR SONG OF THE WEEK

Eddie from the Rocky Horror Picture Show has been stuck in my head for the whole week so yeah i guess that

19)IS IT OKAY FOR GUYS TO WEAR PINK

HeLL YEAH DUDE HAVE YOU SEEN RAMI MALEK IN PINK

SKSKSKSKS END MY LIFE

but yeah, anyone can wear anything they want to wear (although a suit made out of meat might not be wise)

20) DO YOU STILL WATCH CARTOONS

dudeeeee scooby doo and tom and jerry are my jam I watch them on the regular (among other things)

21)WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVOURITE MOVIE

uhhm idkkkkk I tend to repress bad movies sksksk

22)WHERE WOULD YOU BURY HIDDEN TREASURE IF YOU HAD SOME

idk shove it in the closet ig at least it will be hidden behind my sexuality

23)WHAT DO YOU DRINK WITH DINNER

I usually only drink before or after but ig water??? cooldrink if I'm in a restaurant

24)WHAT DO YOU DIP A CHICKEN NUGGET IN

depends on the nug

25)WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD

How dare you assume i only have one favourite

tbh it depends cos i love pizza and pasta and stuff but then i cannot live with my granny's curries ksksmks

26) WHAT MOVIES COULD YOU WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN AND STILL LOVE

borhap, sing street, rhps, the natm movies, the harry potter movies, any mcu movies

27)LAST PERSON YOU KISSED/KISSED YOU

ahhahahahahahha bold of you to assume anyone wants to do that

28) WERE YOU EVER A BOY/GIRL SCOUT

nope but I was a catrobat which is basically my preschools acrobatics team that was actually really terrible

29)WOULD YOU EVER STRIP OR POSE NUDE IN A MAGAZINE

nahh m8

30) WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A LETTER TO SOMEONE ON PAPER

this week for a transactional task at school (It was in Afrikaans and I got a C skskskks)

31)CAN YOU CHANGE THE OIL IN A CAR

omg no

32)EVER GOTTEN A SPEEDING TICKET

not old enough to drive!

33)EVER RAN OUT OF GAS

my parents never have for as long as i can remember

34)WHATS YOUR FAVOURITE KINDA SANDWHICH

cheese because I am actually John Deacon

35)BEST THING TO EAT FOR BREAKFAST

MUFFINS!!!!

36)WHAT IS YOUR USUAL BEDTIME

school nights its 11pm otherwise i dont have one lol

37)ARE YOU LAZY

YES BUT MY LAZINESS MAKES ME ANXIOUS OOF

38)WHEN YOU WERE A KID WHAT DID YOU DRESS UP AS FOR HALLOWEEN

we dont celebrate that here but i rly want to it seems fun!

39)WHAT IS YOUR CHINESE ASTROLOGICAL SIGN

Ram, which is really cool because im an Aries, so I'm sheep squared

40)HOW MANY LANGUAGES CAN YOU SPEAK

English, Afrikaans (at a basic highschool level), I could speak very vERY basic isiZulu when I was younger but I'm not sure about now, I know a bit of French and Telugu, and I'm gonna start learning Hindi soon!!

41) DO YOU HAVE ANY MAGAZINE SUBSCRIPTIONS

nee

42) WHICH ARE BETTER, LEGOS OR LINCOLN LOGS

i didn't play much with legos and i have no idea what the second one is rip

43)ARE YOU STUBBORN

to an extent

44)WHO IS BETTER, LENO OR LETTERMAN

I kept reading Leno as Lenin ffs

45)EVER WATCH SOAP OPERAS

I watch them occasionally with my granny, but I don't keep up with them very well (Kasamh Se is my shit tho)

46)ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS

no, im afraid of falling in general tho

47) DO YOU SING IN THE CAR

My dad and I bop frequently to Never Gonna Give You Up in the car, and also classic bollywood songs (we have even learnt the choreography for some)

48)DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER

i perform

49) DO YOU DANCE IN THE CAR

well theres not exactly much space

50)EVER USED A GUN

nope

51)LAST TIME YOU GOT A PORTRAIT TAKEN BY A PHOTOGRAPHER

not sure

52)DO YOU THINK MUSICALS ARE CHEESY

most are but thats why i like them

53) IS CHRISTMAS STRESSFUL

we don't celebrate because we're not Christian (we still eat a lot and exchange presents tho), but it can get stressful if we have to visit extended family, mostly because my extended family loves to insult everything about me so thats great!

54)EVER EAT A PIEROGI

not i good sir

55) FAVOURITE TYPE OF FRUIT PIE

never had one, it doesnt appeal to me

56) OCCUPATIONS YOU WANTED TO BE WHEN YOU WERE A KID

a vet

57)DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS

i am a ghost

58)EVER HAD A DEJA-VU FEELING

not that i remember

59)DO YOU TAKE A VITAMIN DAILY

yes, I take a multi vitamin, a vitamin D pill because I'm vitamin D deficient, and im not sure if this is a vitamin or not but i take evening primrose oil so that im not outwardly a bitch due to pms

60)DO YOU WEAR SLIPPERS

i wear slipper socks, because my doggo got jealous of my doggie slippers and murdered them in cold blood

61)DO YOU WEAR A BATH ROBE

i have one and rarely use it because i forget it exists

62)WHAT DO YOU WEAR TO BED

a random shirt and pants, though ive been known to kick pants off (ive been doing that since birth), occasionally i manage to get the matching pj set

63)WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CONCERT

ive unfortunately never been to a concert before

64)WALMART TARGET OR KMART

ive never seen any of these stores in my country

65)NIKE OR ADIDAS

i own neither

66) CHEETOS OR FRITOS

neither

67)PEANUTS OR SUNFLOWER SEEDS

Peanuts because thats my doggos name!

68) EVER HEARD OF THE GROUP TRES BIEN

no sorry

69)EVER TAKE DANCE LESSONS

i went to a bhangra class for about a year, and we performed for our parents at the end of that year (i was in one of the few groups that didnt have to dance in lehengas thank goodness)

70)IS THERE A PROFESSION YOU PICTURE

YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE DOING

probably something creative, but I don't mind as long as they're happy with what they're doing and its not harming others!

71)CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE

yep

72)EVER WON A SPELLING BEE

never entered one, having to spell out loud makes me anxious

73)HAVE YOU EVER CRIED BECAUSE YOU WERE SO HAPPY

i think so

74)OWN ANY RECORD ALBUMS

nope

75)OWN A RECORD PLAYER

i wish

76)DO YOU REGULARLY BURN INCENSE

my granny burns incense while I'm at school because my mom and i both get really sick when its just been lit and the smell is strong. Going to the temple is a damn nightmare because of it

77)EVER BEEN IN LOVE

no, too busy fangirling

78)WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IN CONCERT

oof a long list

Queen, Twenty One Pilots, Waterparks, Frank Iero and the Future Violents (ffs fronk stop changin the name), Panic! at the Disco...to name a few

79)WHAT WAS THE LAST CONCERT YOU SAW

refer to question 63

80)HOT TEA OR COLD TEA

both

81)TEA OR COFFEE

coffee

82)SUGAR COOKIES OR SNICKERDOODLES

sugar cookies

83)CAN YOU SWIM WELL

i wouldn't drown, but im no professional either

84)CAN YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH WITHOUT HOLDING YOUR NOSE

im doing it right now

85)ARE YOU PATIENT

eh

86)DJ OR BAND AT A WEDDING

I've only ever been to Hindi,Tamil and Telugu weddings and lemme tell you 90% of the time bands flop at those weddings because they can't sing the classics without failing miserably, so DJs are generally better. However, in that case, if a band can perform those songs, then I'd prefer a band ig

87)EVER WON A CONTEST

yep, a couple of reading contests

88)HAVE YOU EVER HAD PLASTIC SURGERY

nope, not planning on it

89)WHICH ARE BETTER, BLACK OR GREEN OLIVES

dont like olives rip

90)CAN YOU KNIT OR CROCHET

i can knit!

in fact, my friends and i are so cool that we're in our schools knitting club (which besides myself, @grandfunnyemopainter and @imjustabruh , only has 2 other members)

91)BEST ROOM FOR A FIREPLACE

lounge or study/library

92)DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED

i guess, its not on my goal list tho

93)IF MARRIED, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN MARRIED

no

94)WHO WAS YOUR HIGHSCHOOL CRUSH

currently in highschool, and in love with the borhap cast, sebastian stan, stephanie beatriz and band members (theres more but yeah)

95)DO YOU CRY AND THROW A FIT UNTIL YOU GET YOUR OWN WAY

nope, i have only two ways to deal, be a total pushover or a total bitch

96)DO YOU HAVE KIDS

nope

97)DO YOU WANT KIDS

kind of undecided, but i do want more pets

98)WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE COLOUR

Dark Blue

99)DO YOU MISS ANYONE RIGHT NOW

my dog, shes been ignoring me for about four hours now because I stayed at school for an extra hour (for knitting club!)

@softspaceboibrian @roger-taylor-owns-my-wigg @im-inlovewithmycar do it cowards

[syriul]

A Time Traveler in Viking Court - part 4/?

The trip to the seer’s home was quick. Bjorn led the way, zig-zagging through the busy streets, as you and Kyle and looked in awe around the village.

“This is so weird.” Kyle hunched over a bit, making sure only you could hear him.

“I know. I feel like I’m in a bad episode of The Twilight Zone.” You inched closer to him and linked your arm to his. The anger you’d felt earlier had subsided the moment you stepped foot out of the throne room.

Everywhere you looked you saw people with giant fur coats, the only colors that seemed to exist were dull grey, blue, black, and brown, and every building looked tattered and worn.

This place blows.

You were so caught up in taking in all of your surroundings that both you and Kyle failed to notice Bjorn stop at the doorway of a log cabin and nearly crashed into him.

“The seer is just through there.” Bjorn stepped aside and allowed you a view of the small, wooden home.

That doesn’t look so scary. It looks quiet charming, actually.

You let out a sigh of relief as Kyle gave a voice to your thoughts. “This isn’t scary. I pictured something scary, like a cave.”

You both looked up at Bjorn, expecting him to lead the way in, but he just stood there. It took him a few seconds to speak. “Aren’t you going to go in?”

“Aren’t you coming in with us?” You felt a slight panic rise in your chest, the description of the seer’s physical build made you picture a monster.

Maybe he won’t look terrible. His house doesn’t, why should he?

Bjorn crossed his arms over his broad chest and raised his eyebrows at you. “Why would I? Why you are here is not my business.”

Without saying another word, you released Kyle’s arm, took an unnecessarily deep breath, lifted your chin towards the sky, and stomped towards the closed wooden door. Kyle followed after you.

Maybe if I act brave I’ll feel brave.

You lifted your closed fist to knock on the door when a raspy voice called out to you name. “No need to knock, (Y/N).”

You felt your knees go weak as the feeling to puke began to rise within you.

HE KNOWS MY NAME?

You turned towards Kyle, who was standing right behind you, and saw your horrified expression being mirrored back at you.

“Kyle, I know you’re with her. you, too, may enter.” The raspy voice spoke again, sending a shiver up your spine.

“Go on now.” Bjorn walked up to both of you, laughing at the stunned expression that riddled your faces. “You can’t keep him waiting.”

“Okay.” You almost couldn’t hear your own voice.

You turned back towards the door and pushed it open. A wave of cold air, colder than what the outside world had to offer. You hesitated for a second before you allowed you white sneaker to cross the threshold of the doorway but once it did a wave of courage overtook you.

The inside of the wooden home was, for a lack of a better word, weird. There were a number of objects hanging from the ceiling, it was cold even though there was a roaring fire in a corner, and there was nothing more than a wooden table with two chairs on either side serving as furniture.

Okay, this is weird but not scary.

You jumped at the moving figure that seemed to take form in a far corner. You could feel the courage you’d obtained dissolve once more.

For fuck’s sake! This is an emotional rollercoaster!

The figure, who you assumed was the seer, was taller than you but not taller than Kyle. You couldn’t see his face, he wore a hood that covered all of his features.

You didn’t realize you’d stopped breathing until Kyle, who was practically breathing down your neck, gave you a nudge to speak. You filled your lungs with air before a single sound could escape from your mouth.

The seer spoke just as you remembered how to form a sentence. “Do not be frightened, children. Please, take a seat.” He stuck out a hand towards the table and chairs and waited for you and Kyle to sit.

Kyle was the first to move. Your eyes followed his lanky frame as he walked towards, then sat on, one of the wooden chairs. Nothing was said until after the seer had taken the seat opposite Kyle.

Okay, I guess I’ll stand.

You kept your eyes on the seer until you stood right next to Kyle. You gently placed a hand on his shoulder and waited for the seer to speak.

“You are wondering why you are here.” The seer removed his green-ish, gray hood as he spoke.

You squeezed Kyle’s shoulder when your eyes finally got a good look at the seer.

Nope, nope, nope. Oh my God, no!

His eyes seemed to be growing skin over them.

Can he see? Is he blind?

His skin was the color of glue .

Vitamin D deficiency?

When he spoke you could see sharp teeth hidden behind black ringed lips.

Maybe he’s sick?

“Do not be afraid. You’ve come for answers, have you not?” The seer’s voice snapped you back from your thoughts.

You shook your head, as if to get your thoughts in order. “Uh, yup. Yeah. Yes.”

Kyle must have felt the same as you because his hand shot right up to his shoulder to cover your own. You were immediately reminded that you weren’t alone; knowing Kyle was with you calmed you enough to speak.

“First things first, where are we?” You forced your voice to sound confidante.

The seer chuckled. “You are in Kattegat. I’m sure Bjorn has told you this much.”

“Okay. Next question, why is everything here so…weird.” You began to feel yourself relax a bit.

The seer looked ahead, neither toward you nor Kyle. “A time long ago past. For you. For us it is the here and now.”

Kyle shifted in his seat, he was undoubtedly confused.  "What’s that supposed to mean? Did we time travel?“

The seer was silent for a few second. “Yes, you are at the start of a very important journey. One that will bring both the past and the future together.” He interlocked his long, crooked fingers together.

That sound ominous.

You looked down at your muddy sneakers as you tried to process what he’d just said.

An eternity seemed to pass by before you were able to find the right question to ask. “What exactly are we supposed to do?”

The seer broke into a wide smile, one that showed off his pointed teeth, before speaking. “Help the king.”

“Dude, that’s so vague.” You smacked the back of Kyles head as his more casual side began to show.

You looked at the seer apologetically. You, too, were feeling more relaxed in his presence. “What exactly are we supposed to do? And will it help us get back home?”

“Use every skill you own and you will be home once tis journey comes to an end.”

You took a deep breath and ran your fingers through your hair. You began to pace right behind Kyle, who twisted his upper body towards you.

You stopped moving long enough to get a better look at the seer. “Okay, why’d you show yourself to Kyle back at the museum? Why’d you show yourself to him and not me?”

“I cannot answer that?”

“You don’t know the answer? Is that it? Can’t you see what kind of shenanigans your future self is up to?” You could physically feel the sarcasm begin to seep into your voice.

The seer ignored your tone, his response was monotone. “The Gods do not permit me to say.”

You felt you heart stop beating for a second at the mention of “gods”.

Gods? GODS? HOW FAR BACK IN TIME ARE WE IF THEY STILL BELIEVE IN MORE THAN ONE GOD!

The seer continued speaking. “You should learn as much about the gods as possible. They are engraved in Viking way of life.”

You heart stopped beating for the second time in thirty seconds.

VIKINGS? WE’RE WITH THE VIKINGS?

Mental images of everything you’d seen, from the giant fur coats to wooden EVERYTING, began to make sense. You smacked you forehead with the palm of your hand.

Duh, how could I be so stupid? I’m in Norway of all places.

“(Y/N)? Are you okay?” Kyle rose up from his seat and held you by the shoulders while looking into your eyes.

“We’re with the Vikings.” You pushed his hands off of you. “So no, I’m not okay. You know what the Vikings are known for? Killing people! They’re known for killing people.” You were practically screaming now.

“Relax. We aren’t going to die.”

“You don’t know that!”

Breathing suddenly became hard; you felt as if an elephant had decided to take a seat on your chest. It didn’t take long for you to realize you’d started to hyperventilate. You clutched your chest as Kyle simply stood by, he’d gone through enough of these “episodes" with you to know that they pass just as quickly as they come.

Once you finally did manage to catch your breath you were sweaty and light headed. "Okay. Fine. We’re with the Vikings. I’m over it.”

Kyle gave you a weak smile and comfortingly rubbed your arm. “You sure?”

You nodded and pushed him out of the way to look at the seer, who was still sitting at the table as if nothing had happened. 

“Who is the king?” Your voice was low, barely a whisper.

“Ivar the Boneless." 

"Who?” Kyle turned himself towards the seer.

“The weird guy didn't sit with us back in the throne room.” You answered instead of the seer.

“Boneless?” Kyle looked back at you, both eyebrows raised in confusion.

“I don’t know. I think he might have broken a bone.”

“Help Ivar the Boneless, king in Kattegat. Use what you know to help him triumph.” The seer’s voice had shifted between nearly emotionless to concerned.

“What we know?” Kyle began to move closer to the seer. “What we know doesn’t help us here.”

“You know a lot, I can tell you that much.” The seer rose from his seat as he spoke.

Kyle walked towards the seer who now stood in the center of the room. “We know nothing but movies and television. How is that suppose to help us?”

The seer turned his back towards where you and Kyle stood. “You’ll find a way, of that I’m sure. Now leave.”

You and Kyle remained where you stood.

“Leave.” The seer’s voice was now authoritative.

You pushed Kyle towards the door and mouthed "go” to him. You both walked out of the wooden house without looking back.

 @thehunterofthelord

[I know this part has little to none of the Ragnarssons but it was needed to further the plot (-:]