#because im dizzy and lightheaded

[iesuroo]

My body forces me awake at 7am no matter when I went to bed or how good or bad I've slept. I also haven't been able to take naps even though I used to be the nap queen. Pregnancy tired is no joke I wish my body let me sleep.

[caffeinatedopossum]

My constant physical state lately has been like what I assume a healthy person feels doing intense exercise

Like 24/7 just so fucking tired, out of breath, heart is racing, muscles are all sore. Then some other stuff like dizziness, blacking out, and loss of balance/coordination that maybe normal people don't experience from working out unless they really over do it

Add to all of that my other symptoms like joint pain in all my fucking joints and migraines and I'm really not sure how I'm alive some days

[liquidstar]

They stole my blood 😔

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

one thing abt being disabled/chronically ill that some people don’t get is that sometimes body maintenance that ensures you have the absolute minimum amount of function can also be something that takes away a lot of control and autonomy. you can argue till the cows come home that making those decisions to try and help yourself (or realistically to try to make sure things aren’t worse than they already are) is something that exhibits control and autonomy and stuff, but they can be so limiting in practice because they’re things that take up so much time but have to be done to do anything else

[not-actually-human]

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[skenpiel]

BTW. GUESS WHOS SITTING AT THEIR DESK FOR THE FIRST TIME IN OVER A MONTH!!!!!!

[cervinae-canine]

im on my period rn and not doing too hot so here's a cute imagine

imagine your doctor/nurse/medical professional f/o scrambling to look after you, always making sure that you're all good and healthy. they notice you looking sick, exhausted, or in pain. they recommend for you to take a rest in bed or somewhere comfortable, give you an icepack for your headache, bandaging your wounds, helping you up when you feel lightheaded or dizzy.

they care about you and it's more than because it's their job <3

Proship / Comship / RPF Do Not Interact or Repost Please! Dividers by @/bernardsbendystraws !

[yuikira]

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warnings: pure fluff, one implication of having sex, bits of crying, hurt/comfort, ooc kinich, very self indulgent, i apologize for mistakes.

GOD THE ANGUISH I FEEL SINCE THERE HAVE BEEN NO GOOD KINICH FICS RECENTLY

m so sorry mualani i love you but i hate you coz you're so shipped w kinich it makes me cry in anguish burn in despair and writhe in pain..coz hes mine. not yours. never yours (guys am i mentally ill)

"y/n?"

well, this was strange. if he still remembers how to read the time correctly, it's 3:30 pm and you should be at home today. yet he couldn't hear a single sound from the shared household, implying you were, infact, not at home. huh? that was wholly strange. you both had no urgent tasks for today, so where were you gone? your date was in 1½ hrs time, so he didn't have a tinge of worry about it. he knew you'd return by that time, even if you were gone somewhere. but where did you go anyway? to the balcony? xilonen's workshop? ororon's fields? mavuika's chambers? ifa's vet?

it was almost 5:30 by the time his patience finally ran out. you were nowhere to be seen, noone knew your whereabouts, your departure time was unconfirmed, and you didn't even tell him about it. he tried to distract away the thoughts that eerily haunted his mind, 'what if she's in danger? kidnapped? or perhaps, dead?'

he'd get nothing out of overthinking. finally, it all clicked to him where you could perhaps be found.

shit, and was his intuition right. he could hear the sounds of violent sobs drifting off in the sea breeze, some sniffles and pieces of incoherent speech here and there. they were yours.

"y/n? y/n!"

he gently held your shoulders and tried to pry off your palms from your face. is it too late? at last as he finally managed to do so, he saw your tinged red eyes, indicating you've been crying for a lot of time.

"what happened to you? babe? are you okay? please tell me- what happened to you? please, please please-"

"im fine, ichi, its alright"

"you dont look alright at all. what happened to you? who did this to you? this sadness?"

"oh it's just..um..this is embarassing.."

"no tell me, please baby, tell me. if you don't tell me and start crying again, i might just start crying too. please tell me"

"um.. it's...basically, these past few days I've felt like... you're.. avoiding me. like...everytime i try to approach you, you just- you just..shut me down. push me away. it maybe because I'm not living upto your expectations, but these past few days I've been feeling like you spend time with mualani more than me. it hurts so bad when my inner thoughts whisper to me, haunting me by saying stuff like you're giving the same lovesick smile to her as you do to me, and falling for her and- mfhm?!"

oh by gods, the way kinich just tenderly held you yet kissed constrastingly different, almost making you feel dizzy and lightheaded. you knew you weren't in the right state of mind after crying and struggling with your thoughts for so long, and his intoxicating kiss didn't help the matter at all.

at last when he finally pulls his lips away from yours, a tinge of bemused smile rests on his slightly chapped lips. him? in love with mualani? he'd rather give away his body to ajaw and keep himself locked in a small piece of memory inside your heart, so that as long as your heart beats, you both never get seperated. that was the best deal for him.

"look, im sorry I didn't tell you earlier and I'm sorry if I don't live upto your expectations and or are falling for mualani, its completely alright and-"

"Are you insane?"

"huh?"

"You are the words etched into my heart. You are the blood in my veins. You are the god I was born to worship. Who am I to commit such blasphemy?"

"i-ichi-?"

"You are the knowledge I seek. The love I pray for. The reason of my existence. And you still think I'd leave you?"

"wait no ichi i-"

"The symphony of my beating heart belongs to you. Only you. For long as I'm alive, its bound to beat for you. I love you, y/n. I love you so much."

Teardrops began to fall from your eyes again as he finished speaking. He'd never, ever been good with words, reflecting his love and care with his actions instead. Although he's trying to be more and more vocal for you, you'd never expected this from him.

That was the moment you realized, his heart was 'you' shaped, with every single bit of his sanity dedicated to you.

"And no, I.. I'm so sorry if i made you feel as if I'm avoiding you. I'm infact not. It's just the fact that.. I'd been trying to plan a surprise for you for our 4th anniversary, but..looks like I wasn't so slick with it. I'm sorry"

"No, no, it's fine, it's fine. I misunderstood, no need to apologise" you shook your head while holding one of his hands, the other wiping your tears off as he gently places a soft kiss on your forehead.

"It's partially my fault, for making you feel this way. Let's go home, yeah? I'll try to make it up to you. Brownies and making love later?"

You smiled. "I love you so much, it's hard to put into words like you did"

"I love you more. You're forever my girl"

[buggerzz]

I am so tired of non-chronically ill people not understanding that we can forget that our symptoms arent normal. Im so often seen as 'perfectly fine' and i believe I am, just because ive forgotten that im not.

So! Lets talk about my chronic symptoms i always forget arent normal! Feel free to share yours too ^^

(Obviously TW for body stuff )

I never feel like I have enough air.

Constantly cracking my joints (especially my neck.)

Always being shaky

Getting dizzy or lightheaded or even seeing spots when i stand too fast. (My heart also beats so hard I hear it and my shirt moves with it!! Funsies)

Having to manually pop my joints back into place. (So many times every day)

Im unable to lose notable weight without skipping meals

My eyes always hurt.

Water genuinely tastes bad. It seriously makes me gag to drink it.

I constantly have bruises (easy bruising)

Overreactive/nonreactive to pain. If its a hard poke, i bruise and am sore all day. If i get a cut thats bleeding down my leg i cannot feel it.

I am constantly moving to pop/crack my joints because all of them are uncomfortable.

I am never well rested. I always have bags under my eyes and am always exhausted.

(Gross yucky) I puke over and over for 30+ minutes after every meal

[ghousttm]

wait before i read this sickass Evbo fic

i need am Evbo Dying fic premise that has something to do with how adrenaline makes u not feel pain for a bit

like its always on my mind how that makes such a difference from a quick death to a slow one

I believe every other time Evbo's been hurt or without dying, its been during fights and when he's all pumped n shit. he's had this adrenaline painkiller keeping him going until he gets something to eat and heal up his wounds

i think when he's slowly being killed by the iron swords is the only time he actually got to seriously feel how painful those sword wounds are. Feel not just the warm blood coming out off him but the searing, burning, pulsing and immobalizing pain in which it oozed from

because once that adrenaline dies down, you get lightheaded, dizzy, tired, nauseous

idk smth smth .. im rlly hungy :(

[yuribeam]

my family’s disabled. EDS and tethered cord confirmed in some but everyone has roughly the same progression of symptoms. my mom and sibling have already had tethered cord release surgery and we’re in the process of looking at my spine.

im in the process of figuring out what’s normal and what’s not, how to identify sensations, how to take care of myself, how to cope with a body that works less and less. i am also autistic, so for me, that means identifying specific feelings and sensations can be difficult

so earlier today i was woken up from a nap by my mom telling me she’s leaving for dinner with my stepdad. im always down for pad thai so i get myself up, together, and out the door in about five minutes. which is not really enough time to assess how my body is feeling, which is difficult for me anyway.

before dinner im already feeling a little lightheaded and clammy and i figure i just need to eat, which i do, and it is in fact worse. i excuse myself for the restroom, thinking it’s because my stomach’s been weird, don’t feel better. silently rushing my mom to wrap up chatting with my family bc i feel like i need to be home. make it home, curl up on the recliner, feel some sharp pains along my spine, watch a little star trek, eat some leftovers, yknow 

then my mom comes into my room before bed and says that she recognized how i was feeling at dinner. cold but feeling overheated, clammy, pale, almost a bit dizzy, hungry but not hungry, needing to put my head in my hands and shift around, uncomfortable but unable to pinpoint what's wrong. she says, i've felt like that a lot too, for decades, and i always think did i eat enough protein did i drink enough did i do something wrong to trigger something i can’t recognize, and actually?

i think it’s just pain. 

which is currently kind of blowing my mind a bit to realize, that although i know people with chronic pain will not recognize their pain the same as able bodied people

i am more likely to feel the side effects of pain than the pain itself 

put another way, i am experiencing my body reacting to pain whether or not i feel more or less than usual of what i think of as pain (sharp, shooting, twinge, spasm, pointy ache..).

I thought of general pain or the constant background pain as just a low ache that maybe comes with some stiffness and soreness, but I am feeling it through other senses and manifestations as well

so im really rethinking about how to recognize and predict and categorize and classify pain. it made me think of the emotions wheel, which you probably recognize a version of if you’ve had therapy 

and i think something like this with words for physical sensations like restless, queasy, tight, collapsible, unsteady, foggy, tensed, and probably better words i’m not thinking of, would be a helpful start to identify how to communicate what is going on with my body 

is this relatable to anyone? how do you recognize and communicate feelings in your body that you’ve gotten used to but are not medically “normal”? what words would you put on the sensation wheel? 

[icyhottodo]

... you're sick | reo mikage

genre: comfort, fluff, a bit of angst ig? | paring: reo x gn reader

summary: reo finds out that you're sick. 

warnings: reader is sick, reader faints once, reader tries to avoid reo but it doesn't work, a bit of unsanitary stuff lol

wc: 1.1k

nini’s notes: i know koreans celebrate anniversaries by 100 days, but im not sure about japanese. this was extremely self-indulgent bc im sick rn ( ;´ - `;) also, im sorry if this was bad, i’ll proofread it when i get better. ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

allergy season. you hate it. waking up in the middle of the night feeling like you couldn’t breathe and sneezing constantly. instantly, you knew that you were going to become sick in the upcoming days. after you blew your nose into a napkin that you took, you sighed, remembering the date you and reo had planned weeks before this. along with that, you two were in a fairly new relationship, so this was your first time being sick, worried how reo would react to this.

how are you going to tell reo about this? a headache started to form quickly. slowly, but surely, you grabbed your phone to text reo that you sadly wouldn’t be able to meet up with him tomorrow.

(y/n): reo, smth came up

(y/n): i can't go on that date tmr 

(y/n): sorry reo

sniffling because of your nose, you put the phone back on the bedside table. ignoring the persistent buzzing on your phone and the headache pounding even more, trying to force yourself to sleep. you felt bad for suddenly canceling the date with reo, the date planned was supposed to be cute. you two were supposed to be going to an amusement park for your 100th-day anniversary, and reo told you there would be surprises later on that day.

a few minutes later, after being unable to sleep, you could hear keys jingling along with some ruffling of plastic bags outside your door. thinking that the noise was your neighbor trying to open their home, you didn't pay any mind to it until you heard your door unlock. but you were so drowsy and dizzy that you weren’t able to do anything or even process it. you start to pull yourself up from your bed to see who it is.

"love?" was that reo’s voice? the voice, whom you thought was reo, sounded so distant, and with the white noise in your ear, you couldn’t tell it was your boyfriend. with each step you take, you become more lightheaded. the white noise was getting louder and louder. until you blacked out.

you could hear reo’s muffled, yet still panicked voice saying something along the lines of the nickname reo has given you until he said your actual full name. as he dropped some plastic bags onto the floor, shaking you, and calling your name continuously.

when you come to, you feel the comfort of your bed. you were sluggishly turning your head to the side, and you saw your purple-headed boyfriend running his hand through your scalp. next to him were the plastic bags you noticed before you blacked out. you wondered what they could be.

"love!" reo exclaimed, causing you to turn your eyes back to the man you love dearly. you can hear the relief in his tone. "you could've told me that you were feeling sick. you were burning up when i reached for you!"

"sorry reo. i didn’t want to get you sick. plus, i don’t want you to go out of your way to take care of me." you felt guilty; if reo stays here to take care of you, he might gain from your illness. and you wouldn't want reo to be in pain like you were feeling at the moment.

"well, i’m not going anywhere. i would be a bad boyfriend if i let you suffer alone." reo winked at you as he got under the covers with you. you rolled your eyes at reo’s flirtatious action. "plus, you would take care of me when i got sick, right?"

"of course, reo." you wrap your arms around your boyfriend, who feels extremely cold to you. your boyfriend’s presence makes you sleepier and sleepier until dreamland reaches you. reo’s hand is still running smoothly through your scalp.

you would wake up because of reo’s movements a few hours later. he was trying to get out of bed. your hold on reo becomes slightly tighter. "mm, i don't want to let you go, reo."

"love. last night, i got you your favorite soup because i thought you were sad about something. until you fainted. you need to eat something. let me warm it up, then i’ll be right back." he said grabbing the plastic bag you were wondering about a bit ago.

you would let him go after a few more persuasions, and he would return a few minutes later with a steaming hot bowl of your favorite soup, placing it on the bedside table. reo sits down and puts the bowl on his lap before grabbing a spoonful of the soup and placing his hand under the spoon so the liquid wouldn't drop onto the bed. "says aaa."

"you don't need to feed me, reo." you giggle, from your boyfriend. nonetheless, opening your mouth for reo to spoon-feed you, knowing that reo would deny any other way for you to eat.

after an endless amount of being fed the soup, there was finally nothing left. you felt full, but your stomach felt warm from the warm soup. he also gave you some medicine after setting the now-empty bowl away. (he ordered it while you were asleep, knowing that you wouldn't let him get out of bed.)

"thank you, reo, for taking care of me," you mumble sleepily once again, leaning onto reo’s chest like a cat. being sick makes you sleepy, reo noted.

"of course, my love. anything for you," he said lovingly, before falling asleep with you on his body. it was uncomfortable for him to be sleeping while sitting up, but he didn’t want to move you. like if you were a pet that fell asleep on him.

the next day, you woke up feeling a lot better than the day before, but still feeling a bit stuffy. but not pass-out worthy.

‘achoo.’ you heard reo sneeze from where he was sleeping.

"reo…  you're sick."

[marlborogf]

a quick work rant abt helplessness. basically ladies when i say knowing how to fight, knowing how to efficiently defend yourself/take a hit, endurance, being STRONG, having mass to you, having options (cant always just kick in the balls + run or pepper spray) is so important. ideally learn to shoot a gun and get a license to conceal/carry. enough "boohoo loud bangbangs scary, mah soft gurl handz cant grip a gun, wahhh the recoil might shatter my fragile female frame, wahhh i dont WANT to HAVE to learn to shoot ; - ;" like sorry but thats too damn bad girl thats the world we live in ur not doing anyone favors but the men who wanna make u a statistic. if not a gun bc youre convinced you "cant handle one" or youre actively suicidal, a tazer, a switchblade, idgaf girl pocket sand or an airhorn to blow right in someones ear for gods sake. lift some weights. stop worrying about "looking manly", what does that mean. "looking like you cant be easily picked up/carried off/taken advantage of" ??? enough "teehee 3 drinkity drinks no lunch & a little sugary treat! im sooo dizzy / lightheaded all the time hehe yayy malnourishment is so cuteee" u are not 9 years old you need to nourish your body & muscles because you are a growing/grown woman. enough learned helplessness, enough "im just a girl i cant drive!!!" enough enough enough no we shouldnt HAVE to do any of this but we do because men only speak one language and it isnt passivism. so

[kcalsforhim]

tuesday 19 november 2024 - 𐙚 ˚🍰 ⋆｡˚⊹❀˖°

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cals : 0 steps : 11.0 k

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i did go to college this day, i remember, but it was actually very hard. i think i had brought a cup of iced coffee with me with a bit of creamer, but i let myself live. i remember feeling ok on the first half of the day, but by the end my whole mind was foggy and feeling quite horrible. i was walking from school to the station with haku and i was feeling so genuinly sickly and dizzy and terrible. i went in the train feeling genuinely lightheaded and i remember genuinely almost passing out in the bus. my two main seats were taken in the bus so i sat all the way in the back and i stared ahead of myself the entire 45 min bus ride it was like a feverdream, i didnt even feel sober. gave my mom some bs excuse about how i wasnt hungry and lied and said we had no school the next day

rotted in my bed for the rest of the day, took 7 sleeping pills at 8 pm and was knocked out cold. i was really really hungry and sickly and it felt like i was seriously dying all i could think about was my deep and intense regrets. i made alot of updates on twitter about my feelings

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my outfit this day was so nice and warm, i also had a nice fuzzy hat. because i had no food i couldnt generate body heat and since tempatures in my country are about 0-5 degrees recently its been really hard

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body checks i took this day, my spine in the back is slowly peeking out and you can see my ribs on the back also... its kind of nice but i feel like im not trying hard enough to get worse

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listened to my ed playlist in the bus, this song is so iconic for it

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[mistress-of-malevolence]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

GUESS WHO JUST WATCHED EPIISODE 8!!!!! THATS RIGHT, ME! AND NOW IM GONNA TALK ABOUT IT!!!

(spoilers, duh)

OK! fuck, holy fucking shit holy fuck lemme get myself together for this-

As i am typing this i am very dizzy and lightheaded for entirely separate reasons, but oh my gosh this kicked the dehydration out of me. i was really scared to watch because I was all like "what if it makes me sad?" but NO! I AM NOT SAD! i may have cried BUT THAT WAS BECAUSE IT WAS AWESOME. if you were hoping for a coherent episode annalisis then you're in the wrong place.

first things first- THEY ARE DATING! THEY ARE DATING AND IN LOVE! OMFG!!!

when i tell you i sobbed-

yes bitch, murder that planet!

ok lets take a step back for a moment.

EVERYBODY PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR SAMS DEAD BODY! GIVE IT UP FOR SAMS DEAD BODY EVERYONE!

autism be damned, my boy can fly a spaceship!

oop- kind of

ngl I was really hoping that they'd get to do something cool this episode but hey, at least I got to see them

speaking of things I was hoping for but didn't get, I'm sad J didn't get redeemed before the end

the girls are fightinggggg!!! and also- V IS ALIVE!!!!

they really popped off with the animation this episode, her walk was so fluid and gross I loved it

shes so threatening

what the fuck

AH SHES SO FUCKED UP

this was actually so scary

but ok, i could sit here all day and talk about how freaky cyn is but we still got stuff to cover and I don't want to hit the image limit before that

more importantly...

SHES FREEEEEEEE! (Screenshot redraw waiting to happen right here)

also bi?

i cant do the final fight justice in screenshots so I'm not even gonna try, just go watch it, song slaps and they fucking OUTDID THEMSELVES WITH THE ANIMATION THIS TIME, IM NOT FUCKING KIDDING I CRIED

RIGHT WHEN I HIT THE IMAGE LIMIT TOO [link to continued]

[actualbird]

life's not been good lately. ive been beset by a cacophony of Ails (constant fatigue and exhaustion to the point of being bedridden for most of the day, constant nausea, headaches, shoulder (???) aches, skin rashes (why???? ;-;), irritability, did i mention the exhaustion....) but im like 99% sure it's all just caused by stress so theres rlly nothing much i can do but wait til life gets Less Stressful.

still, it's heavily debilitating. like, here is list of things overwhelming me to tears just this morning

eating breakfast (it's so hard. it's so hard to eat. i know i must, but it's so difficult)

drinking water (it makes me wanna throw up for some reason)

noises and sounds (the house phone rang awhile ago and my heart rate kicked up so panicked as if i was being chased by an axe murderer. my sister spoke to me awhile ago and i wanted to burst into tears because even verbal conversation feels like an insurmountable task rn)

notifs from Everywhere (discord, here, my work grp chats, twitter, my tumblr inbox oh god im so sorry about my inbox so many asks are piling up and im not ignoring you guys i promise im just gonna break down if i try to even read what you guys are sending in)

standing (it makes me lightheaded and dizzy and makes me wanna throw up) (sidenote: wow a lot of things make me wanna throw up these days JS;FKDNS;DKF)

sleeping (I FIGURED THIS SHOULD BE EASY, GIVEN HOW EXHAUSTED I AM, BUT IT'S NOT. IM BAD AT SLEEPING NOW, WHY????? i lay in bed and my breathing is so quick like there is Something Hunting Me Down and it takes me hours to finally sleep and when i Do sleep it's not even Good, i still feel like CRAP)

touch (nobody touch me oh god i will scream. the only exception to this is my cat because he is very soft)

in summary: world overwhelming. help. i hate this. it's been like this for over a week. i want to hide under a blanket or perhaps a burrow in the ground. i want to be like this