#hyperhidrosis things

[pinayelf-archive]

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[mothman-is-my-girlfriend]

This hot summer is not treating me well. My window unit AC can’t keep up and it’s causing me so many headaches…

Having hyperhidrosis is so annoying because on the one hand, it’s not that big of a deal, but on the other hand it’s a constant mild annoyance.

My hands and feet during summer are just constantly layered in sweat, which can make it impossible to draw or write since the paper will wrinkle and my pencil or ink will smear, and on top of my annual winter eczema, I get dyshydrotic eczema during the summer. I get covered in insanely itchy blisters on my hands and feet that pop, and then leave me with dozens of microscopic open wounds… which goes down about as well as you’d expect when you’re constantly sweaty. Touching fabric and paper makes me feel as if the sound of nails on chalkboard were touching me 💀. Terrible news for someone with overflowing bookshelves. Underneath all of the sweat my poor skin is waterlogged to the point of being dry.

The worst part is the treatments are crazy for something seemingly trivial. I can take pills that would give me dry eye and dry mouth, or get dozens of Botox injections every month , or apply lotion to my hands that has talc in it to stop from sweating. (Talc has been linked to cancer btw!!)

This drives me crazy every summer and it makes me feel disgusting without fail every year. 🥲 The blisters are the worst part but there are plenty of other annoying side effects.

[misssmina]

Y’all don’t make use of subtle/weird traits in fics enough.

Dudes—

Bakugou literally has hyperhidrosis. Make him switch shirts constantly, or constantly wiping his hands, or outright refusing to touch things because nitroglycerin is a volatile substance.

Midoriya is constantly chewing on his lips or thumb while in thought. Either his lips are SO chapped or he’s a skin picker and the skin around his finger tips are super rough.

Uraraka is a poor kid. She would absolutely have some kind of financial anxiety. Make her be extremely frugal OOOORRR BETTER YET make her absolutely awful with money.

Aizawa is a hypersomniac. Give the man a nightmare disorder or something. We can be more imaginative than just always kinda tired.

Kirishima has/had really bad quirk envy. Please I need to see this addressed more. Even at the best hero school, in the top class, he talks down on his quirk.

Todoroki really doesn’t think very much. He acts quickly but very thoughtlessly. Coming to incorrect conclusions and moving too fast without knowing what to do next.

[kennexara]

so you know how if i don't shave my pits my deodorant doesn't work as well? and by deodorant i mean antiperspirant with levels of aluminum that are probably killing me but i'd rather die dry than suffer sweat.

i was thinking about how shirts in the men's section have longer and thicker fabric than in the women's, and i wondered if something similar happened with deodorant - like maybe it has higher levels of antiperspirant and that's why so many guys can have very full pits and not seem to have issues.

so i bought some - like a tiny travel one just to test. and another fun fact about me: i have a shitty sense of smell. things like shampoo and deodorant don't really have a smell. a few have a faint smell if i really stick my nose in it.

anyways i open this men's deodorant - it's degree, i knew I didn't want axe or old spice - and like, it's not even close to my nose, but it fucking stinks.

and then i actually compared it to my usual secret stress response 72 hour and the degree has 4% less active ingredient.

so i found a way to recreate those natural deodorants i can't stand - 'you'll sweat more but stink less!!' - but still get the aluminum that'll kill me, and smell bad to top it all off.

fucking nailed it.

[delusionalmultilingual]

What if Bakugou was really really jealous? WHAT IF HE THOUGHT SOMEONE WAS TRYING TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM HIM!!!!

Bakugou who's pretty much self centred through the first few months of your relationship finally settles down.

He'd definitely gotten calmer when literally anyone got too close to you (3 metres for reference), and now will snake an arm around your waist if someone is still to close for his liking.

Bakugou who enjoyed the squirm that you constantly made when he sneaked behind you and kissed your neck lovingly, he wanted them to know you were his.

Bakugou who would kill if anyone got close and didn't back off when asked by you. Good cop bad cop vibes between the both of you.

Honestly will just drag you away if he doesn't want to talk. Muttering curse words as he drags you God knows where now.

His hyperhidrosis definitely gets worse the more jealous he gets, his palms getting more nitrogen glycerine and his hands start popping, the next thing you know he's wiping his hands on his pants to stop from causing an explosion and grumbling beside you.

It's a different story when you get home though, it's either he won't leave your side and cling to you or you'll both be against any surface and he's grunting how much he hates the guy who gets too close to you.

Lol, there will be a short story out maybe next week. School and personal life and all :)

[gatitties]

Half dead

─Task Force 141 x young!reader

─Summary: trapped after a mission, not everything seems to be going well for you, a deadly virus attacks the world and it seems that your provisional team is not very smart

─Warnings: blood, mentions of dismemberments, descriptive scenes¿, bad words, cliché, death, typical CoD violence

Part One / Part Two

I consider this as something special for Halloween¿¿, anyway I wanted to write a zombie!reader, if you have more ideas related don't be shy to request 😗

It was a hot day, too hot to be able to last more hours in the combat suit, as if that were not enough, you had been assigned with other officers for this specific mission, you did not have enough confidence to make jokes or sing a small part of that song stuck in your mind, it was the most boring day of your life but work was work.

Everything went well, maybe too well, and of course everything that ends well always has to have some setback since nothing and no one is perfect, but what you expected was that some enemy had escaped, some threat of death or things like that, however, you did not expect a virus spreading globally.

You were pretty screwed, all communication with the base was cut off, all the information was left with infected people that you had to avoid at all costs until you reached a safe and decontaminated area. You feared the worst and it seems like you're always right when you do since you were living through a fucking zombie apocalypse, it wasn't a big surprise to encounter several walking corpses on your way to the base after you were given specific orders to kill anyone who looked rotten.

What kind of time had you grown up in? It wasn't enough with a global pandemic that now you have to face a fucking apocalypse, you would prefer to have been born in the Middle Ages, at least they could have condemned you to death by burning at the stake or some far-fetched torture, it sounded more interesting and horrifying than simply a bacterial contagion.

The arrival at the base was complicated when you found a large horde, you supported the idea of surrounding the zombies but apparently the two assigned captains decided to play to see who had the biggest dick and see who could kill the most undead, they were orders from captain and you couldn't just go back to your boys until this stupid situation was over.

Apparently the only thing they managed to do was attract half of the infected city to your position, which ended in you having to separate and fight on your own. In turn, your luck wasn't smiling on you today Does that ever happen anyway? It didn't matter anymore because you were officially infected, the bite on your forearm made you bite your tongue when you saw the color of the blood mixed with yellow spittle, you were too slow and cowardly to cut off another arm at, yes, they had to bite you on your only good arm, you were so lucky.

From that moment on the infected lost interest in you, they nipped you a little and found one of your companions who was fleeing from another horde more delicious, well, screw life, at least you were able to enjoy everything you could, a shame that you can no longer continue bothering the boys with your presence.

You lay on the ground, looking at the scorching sun, your hand moved to your belt, grabbing a small radio that connected you to the central base, your pulse was unstable and your whole body began to shake, the heat became unbearable and you thought that you were experiencing hyperhidrosis. You pressed the button and brought the device closer to your mouth with the little strength you had.

"Hello… hello here “nibbles” the mission was a success, I guess you know that, but we had some complications on the way home, that virus, those stupid zombies" your breathing accelerated and for a moment you almost vomited right there "ugh… it doesn't matter, I- I don't think I'm going to make it in one piece even though I'm already missing an arm and I'm not 'in one piece' per se but…"

Even in a situation like this you couldn't help but make jokes, you continued your little talk until you felt like your consciousness was finally fading.

"I'm sorry, what I wanted to say is that I will miss you and that I will save you a special seat in hell, I don't know if we will see each other again but if we do I hope you have a bullet reserved in my name before I cause more problems , bye bye you idiots…"

You didn't want to seem too sentimental, but all the emotions and memories tightened your chest, you let the message be sent as you closed your eyes smiling at the sky, your body began to cool, suffocating the previous feeling of extreme heat.

You expected it, you expected to wake up, see the world in a different color, growl, search for meat, you know all that zombies do, however when you woke up a headache was what bothered you the most, the moon was shining in all its splendor, even though you didn't know if you'd slept a whole day or more, your whole body still felt strange and numb, like you'd taken a beating and couldn't feel anything.

But the thing was that apart from a strange feeling of being very hungry and the numbness of your body, everything remained the same, the bite mark disappeared, your wounds healed… you thought that maybe you were the cliché character who had antibodies against the zombie virus, but seeing how some of the living dead walked past you, ignoring you, made you think that it wasn't like that.

You were dead, at least, half dead, your body seemed capable enough to withstand the virus, but only half of the antibodies seemed to work on it so you were in a kind of limbo. You didn't have the need to specifically eat human meat, you still had rational thoughts (to a certain extent because you were still you), but you didn't feel your body, your skin changed its tone to a more yellowish one? you were definitely rotting, besides…

"Is this some kind of punishment for all that dark humor? I guess that's fair."

Was what you muttered to you between grunts, something else, it seemed like you weren't going to be able to speak properly since your throat seemed damaged. When you got up, one of your eyes fell out of its socket, it was hanging from the nerve, you did your best to put it in its place. You checked that your whole body responded to your movements and it did, so now you didn't know what to do. Should you go back to base? Would they kill you now that you know you're a zombie? You didn't have much to lose anyway, maybe you could say goodbye to the boys properly.

At dawn you found yourself banging on the armored doors, you were greeted by a bunch of clipped shotguns and AKs that completely lowered themselves when they recognized you, you underwent certain decontamination chambers and they let you pass. No suspicion? You looked like a terminally ill person, what kind of security was this? You couldn't complain either.

"Oh God look, where the hell were you!? and why did that message come yesterday!?"

As soon as you set foot in the meeting room where some soldiers dragged you away, Price's angry voice hit you like a slap.

"Not even a hello? How was your mission?"

You smiled swallowing your nerves, for once you felt intimidated because everyone was there watching as if you were a prey, you could see that their intentions were to look for any type of bite, although again, no one noticed that you looked like a decomposing body? Did you look that bad normally? Hard blow to your morale.

"We were worried about you, you seem sick, did you spend the night out because of that? You have the voice of a sailor with a cold."

Soap approached you but you backed away unconsciously when he reached for your arm, Gaz and Price shared a stunned look while Ghost's eyes darkened.

"Eh… I'm sorry, I think you shouldn't touch me, I think- I think-" you didn't have the courage to say it out loud, despite all the inside jokes you had made with yourself about being a walking corpse, you felt like it was too much worse to tell them because they would have to be the ones to kill you, the ones to kill their own partner, but it would be easier and less dangerous for them, right? "I'm infected."

The room fell silent, you avoided any kind of eye contact while they seemed to argue silently, Gaz was the one who stepped forward to Soap's side, a step closer to you.

"Maybe you're being paranoid, you just look sick, it's not the first time we've seen you with a fever, the last time you thought you were Spiderman and you hung from a lamp, remember?"

As much as you wanted to laugh at that memory you slowly denied, they didn't believe you in the slightest due to your constant jokes, thinking that you joked even in a situation like this (which isn't a lie if you weren't already a zombie), you swallowed dryly when this time it was Ghost that approached you, you knew that you wouldn't be able to dodge him if he tried to grab your arm, not like Soap, and so it was, you didn't feel his grip on your non-prosthetic arm but you saw it clearly, his look was slowly killing you.

"Prove it, if you are infected, prove it."

"Only if you promise to kill me."

And inevitably everyone tensed up because of the seriousness with which you said that, they didn't see that confidence in your words very often, and your determined look… they didn't want to think what they were thinking, they didn't want to accept that you had really become one of those walking rotten things, you were there, you could talk ─with a little difficulty─ but you seemed as normal as ever, how was it possible that you were infected if you didn't look like a monster?

Ironically they had to believe it by force, since you couldn't feel, you didn't notice that Ghost hadn't let go of your arm, the grip was stronger than you thought and it resulted in you turning around and taking a couple of steps to go to the cells, your arm came off your shoulder, at first they thought it was simply your prosthetic arm, but it wasn't like that.

"Oh fuck…"

Gaz leaned on Soap, Price sat in the nearest chair while Ghost looked in detail at how the bone in your arm protruded from the detached appendage as well as some veins that looked like small threads clinging to the rest of your body since they had not detached completely. You smiled embarrassed at the ignorance that you were now a Playmobil, as if that were not enough, your eye fell out of its socket again at that precise moment.

"Uh- oh, I think there you have your evidences, do you need me to start smelling like rotten meat or…?"

Ghost put your arm back in its place slowly, taking a step back, although it fell again and you had to use a handkerchief to make it stay in its place, you put your eye back in its socket, it slipped a couple of times because it was now wet due to some stubborn tears.

"Hey, hey, we're not going to kill you, I'm not going to-"

Soap had the intention of calming you down, trying to reach you although both Gaz and Ghost stopped him before he could get close to you, seeing this was like having a thorn stuck in your heart.

"No, it's fine, really, I came here so you could finish me off, one less threat on the battlefield."

You intended the joke to be funny, but all you earned were silent stares, right now you felt completely out of place, in an awkward silence between you and your team.

"No, no, you haven't thought about this have you? We can't kill you idiot." Price's insult and his usual scolding tone was the only thing that made you feel back on earth, everyone looked at him, he seemed to be fuming from his ears while the gears in his head turned "From the little we know, all the zombies have been aggressive and driven by impulses towards all kinds of life, but you're here having a normal conversation and being the dumbass you usually are on a normal day, don't you understand? We can't kill you, they can't kill you, you're different."

Oh that part came, you're different from the rest, you lived your whole life to be told that, man, were you in a fanfic? At least you hoped it wasn't one of those where they decided to put photos of outfits instead of describing the clothes or one of those where they gave you an overly detailed look.

"Does that mean I can stay half alive?"

"For the moment, anyway, no one else has to know."

Clicking your tongue as if finding out that you would still be alive was bad news, returning to your natural state of humor everyone looked at you disapprovingly, everyone seemed to sigh in relief at Price's comment, Soap and Gaz were the first to approach knowing that you wouldn't do anything, although Ghost insisted on putting a muzzle on you just in case.

For the moment they could keep you hidden from the rest of the soldiers inside the base, but it wouldn't take long for your skin to rot completely, and the smell of death was something that wasn't so easy to hide, they were playing against time until someone found you and inform it, seeing your unusual behavior as a zombie would surely draw the attention of the scientists and these guys wouldn't be willing to have you tortured in the name of science and then not get a shitty cure, they weren't risking that for you.

[statvette]

Help Cyan Get Through It.

Things are really difficult. The crime wave makes us live in fear, the drought makes us have hours and hours of blackouts, I’m paid the bare minimum, I’min pain, stretched thin and with nothing to my name. I’ve had to start selling things I can find around the house and I’m physically and emotionally exhausted.

For brevity I’ll list what’s going on quick and put explanations of each under read more but, if you can, please donate and share. I can’t carry on like this.

I’ve been disabled after a surgery. I’m in constant pain and my body is not the same since.

I am in the process of getting evaluated for disability, this is long and expensive,

There’s my psychiatric medications which are also, expensive.

My cat had to be admitted through emergency and then hospitalized.

Crime crisis, energy crisis, and making $400 a month make it all harder.

Please, help. More under the cut.

Disabled after surgery. I had a bilateral thoracic sympathectomy for hyperhidrosis. This is a procedure that pulverizes specific nerves, and ever since then I have no exercise tolerance, my heart beats fast and irregularly, I run out of breath while walking. I’m in constant, chronic, back pain. I can’t stay in a single position for too long regardless of if it is sitting, standing, or laying down, I need to be constantly repositioning myself. For reference, I am 26, 5’0 and 120 lbs.

The process for disability is long and expensive, it is supposedly free, but in here you have to even pay the schedulers or have someone inside to be seen. This is done by the government and they only accept assessments by doctors who work in the institution, meaning all my private testing is null for this process. There’s also the service fees. I need to be seen by a psychologist, psychiatrist, neurologist, neurosurgeon, pulmonologist, cardiologist and traumatologist. As well as get a new MRI, I don’t know what further testing they’ll ask of me. This is done at Los Ceibos. Even if I go through all of this, there’s no guarantee they’ll recognize me as disabled.

I have my own doctor, my psychiatrist, for a while, but an appointment with her is expensive, and so are the psychiatric medications. I’m on Venlafaxine, Methylphenidate and Bromazepam. That’s $300.

My cat Nalo, is 14, he had to be taken to veterinary emergency and then admitted. His intestines were inflamed, there were crystals in his urine that destroyed his urethra, he couldn’t hold anything down and was extremely dehydrated, one of his heart valves doesn’t work anymore. He’s doing better now but he has a strict routine, such as $70 kibble and permanent heart medication.

The crime crisis has made it so anyone can become a victim. January 2023 my father was kidnapped, June 2023 evaded a kidnapping event, January of this year made us go viral, a british millionaire got kidnapped, the sister of a friend at the university I study. We all have a story. So, if I go out and I get mugged, which there is a high chance of, and they take my phone, I become unemployed. I need it to work, and thus need a backup. There’s a drought which means we have no water in our energy dams, meaning we have blackouts for several hours a day every day, and that makes it so that sometimes I have ten hour shifts. I make $300 a month which is not uncommon here but it is not enough, I need to get accommodations for my disability, like an actual ergonomic chair, an appropriate desk.

thank you for reading.

[snarltoothed]

i want to say like “why do i seem to be developing MCAS now too” (in a “why me” kind of way, rationally i know it’s commonly comorbid with POTS) but after looking over the exhaustive list of MCAS symptoms, i’m guessing that i started developing that when the IBS-like symtpoms started which was over ten years ago… i just didn’t know about MCAS back then and frankly didn’t want to entertain the thought that i may just be slightly allergic to most foods… because that means people can tell me i’ll be less miserable if i just severely restrict my diet when it’s a trade off — i have IBS-like symptoms and i get to eat food that brings me a small moment of pleasure in a largely pleasure-deprived life OR i get to have slightly more normal digestion and eating becomes a completely joyless experience that is nothing but another chore i don’t want to do

i should probably be trying to identify which foods make my intestines unhappy but i’m gonna be honest i don’t think cutting out dairy and bread and added sugar will help with the anhedonia like am i happy when i’m bloated and my ass hurts? no! but i’m also not happy when my brain refuses to produce dopamine and i’m working with no “official” ADHD diagnosis and therefore no treatment so i’m stuck with an extremely dulled dopamine response and am therefore drawn to foods like cheese and bread and sweets because food and music are the only legal options for dopamine acquistion… well and weed but the weed is mostly to help me cope with the chronic digestive discomfort, joint pain, myalgia, TMJ tension headaches, and anxiety >.> and even IF i did get an “official” ADHD diagnosis (why is it even listed in my MEDICAL RECORDS if it doesn’t COUNT?) there is exactly 1 drug used (in the US, maybe somewhere else has other drugs similar to modafinil idk) to treat ADHD that doesn’t significantly increase serotonin or norepinephrine levels but it actually isn’t an ADHD drug it’s a narcolepsy drug and due to medical misogyny it likely isn’t an option for me because despite being CELIBATE i have female reproductive issues and the only treatment for THOSE is fucking oral contraceptives which modafinil conveniently counteracts and the norepinephrine from other stimulants wouldn’t matter that much even with the excess norepinephrine i was producing on account of having POTS… IF SOME DUMBASS DOCTOR DIDN’T TELL ME SNRIS WERE PERFECTLY SAFE FOR PEOPLE WITH POTS AND LESS LIKELY TO CAUSE ANXIETY AND OTHER NEGATIVE SIDE EFFECTS THAN ADHD MEDICATION… DESPITE SNRIS NOT BEING RECOMMENDED FOR POTS PATIENTS IN ANY CIRCUMSTANCE BECAUSE SHOCKINGLY, THEY INCREASE NOREPINEPHRINE LEVELS MORE THAN ADHD MEDS DO! BECAUSE ADHD MEDS DO NOT INHIBIT NOREPINEPHRINE REUPTAKE!NOR DO THEY INHIBIT SEROTONIN REUPTAKE, WHICH INCREASES SEROTONIN LEVELS! WHICH IN TURN INCREASES NOREPINEPHRINE LEVELS EVEN MORE!!!

[hier--soir]

any tips w writing smut???

when i first started writing smut i would read it back and it seemed so robotic i would just be like 'they did this' and 'they did that' and 'she stuck her ****** in his ***' and i'd be like why isn't this hitting

so i started putting more focus and emphasis on the five senses -- sight [i can see her sweat], smell [i can smell her sweat], hearing [i can even hear that bitch sweating jesus someone get her a towel], taste [she's so salty someone call a doctor she won't stop perspiring], and touch [you know where i'm going with this] -- and it helped to give a more rounded picture of what's being experienced by the characters and made it feel more human.

also, including what the person who's pov it is is thinking while the sexy thing is happening:

god, she thinks. she really is sweating a lot, i wonder if she has hyperhidrosis... fuck, she's so gorgeous.

hope this helps!

[lav-bee]

Dr. Stone x Reader Headcannons

Do they care if reader has sweaty hands (Hyperhidrosis)

Characters: Senku, Gen

❤️- read as romantic

Senku

- Genuinely doesn’t mind, but he finds it slightly annoying

- Hear me out!

- I should point out first that physical touch isn’t a huge thing for him so there won’t be many times where you guys hold hands

- But when you do, he won’t care that your hands are sweaty

- Understands that sweating is a normal bodily reaction so it wouldn’t really bother him when holding hands

- He would be a bit interested in it though, it wouldn’t take long for him to find out you have Hyperhidrosis

- The only time he’ll find it annoying is when you have to hand him a glass bottle full of science stuff

- Because when he grabs onto it, it almost slips out of his hand

- After a few times of this and him having a few mini heart attacks, he’ll make some stone-age gloves for you 👍

Gen

- Noticed easily once he held your hand

- Thought that it was because you guys were hold hands for the first time and you were nervous

- But the second time he tries reading into it more

- Since he’s a mentalist it’s a bit easier for him to understand people, so when he looked into you he was confused that he didn’t find anything

- It’s great that you’re not nervous but… why are you sweaty?

- Asks once and is rarely brought up again

- He’ll ask to hold pinky fingers instead sometimes, it depends if he has work to do for Senku

- He wouldn’t want slippery hands if he’s working with important science stuff

- But he doesn’t mind, he’ll like you no matter what ^-^

[auggator]

i just wanna talk about hyperhidrosis for a minute because it's something that has caused distress for me since i was a kid but i never see it talked about. for context, hyperhidrosis is when your body produces way more sweat than is needed. it can be a symptom of other things or can just be something that happens on its own and is pretty commonly hereditary.

both of my parents and i have hyperhidrosis. i'm an only child so this meant that my entire household experienced hyperhidrosis since i was young, which made me think that these symptoms were much more typical. i would be constantly sweating, i couldn't go outside in the summer without being supremely uncomfortable. i would often sweat through shorts and shirts. it was very easy for me to be dehydrated and on more than one occasion i would near passing out because of it. it made taking care of hygiene even more stressful, as being trans and autistic i already struggled with hygiene, and sweating all the time meant i had to be more rigorous and routine to make sure i smelled okay, but i often struggled, leading to more social anxiety and often bullying.

i'm on medication now for it, as when i started testosterone i started getting severe hot flashes often (which my mother did also when she went through menopause). i talked to my doctor about possible solutions and she recommended a hyperhidrosis medication for it (because going on estrogen isn't exactly ideal), which has decreased the hot flashes and my overall sweating. i don't think i would have started this medication if it weren't for my severe hot flashes and avoidance of estrogen medication due to being on testosterone. it's made my experience of testosterone a lot different because where most people start sweating more, i have been sweating less than i have ever been. my body temperature is much warmer but i'm not overheated and sweating all the time.

i don't hear about hyperhidrosis, like ever, and while i still hesitate to call it a disability, it does shape my disabled experience in the way it interacts with my ability to function, especially in conjunction with things like my chronic pain and autism. it shapes my trans experience too, and my trans experience has shaped my experience of this disorder. i wanted to share my experiences with it in case anyone else has experienced something similar because you don't hear about it all that often and i think it's important to know other people experience this too.

[pinayelf-archive]

my body the last year and a half or so has gotten really bad at regulating temp.

like I usually get used to the water fairly quickly when I go swimming, but last time I was at the beach (like end of July, the water is already warm) I was just cold....like really really cold. everything felt so icy and uncomfortable. then I realized that when I take hot showers I'd need to end it with cold water or my body will just overheat

like I'm always just either really cold or really hot and I'd have to aid it with splashing cold water or running my hands through hot water to get it back to normal temp

and I recently found out that taking SSRIs affect the way your body regulates temp

I'm wondering if this is something that can be helped if I spoke to my doctor about it

[imaginaryberries]

Some things:

- Jacob slept all night again 🥹 so I slept amazingly, think the skating helped too!

- the books I ordered about gender arrived, started reading one and it's exactly what I hoped for but also couldn't stop imagining the bad reactions it would get from some family if Leo ever happened to ask them to read it 😬 Honestly think that the most difficult conversations about gender I have to have will not be the ones I have with my kids

- had another appt with my psychiatrist and she'd previously told me I couldn't take Elvanse whilst on sertraline because there's a risk of serotonin syndrome, even though I told her I'd been on both before. However during this appt when I said I wanted to try something other than Medikinet because of the hyperhidrosis, she seemed to have forgotten that and offered Elvanse as an alternative, and I..... chose not to remind her. She remembered anyway though after the appt but emailed to ask me if I wanted to "accept the risk" rather than just telling me I couldn't have it, so my prescription of Elvanse is being delivered to the pharmacy today!!! 🥹 Methylphenidate (Ritalin, Medikinet etc) has never worked quite as well for me as lisdexamphetamine (Elvanse/Vyvanse in the US) so I am v v v happy. Finally!!!

- last night at skating I was sweating so much that I was honestly so self conscious about it, I could feel that my hair was wet against my neck and every time I wiped my head with my hand it came away soaking (which on these meds happens even if I just walk normally around the house??), and I was so worried that people could see. So when I was sitting down having a break I ordered one of those wee neck fans 🥴 Elvanse will likely make me sweat a bit more too just because stimulants will do that, but I've been on two different kinds methylphenidate at two different strengths as well as three different strengths of dexamphetamine and never had it to that degree so hopefully it won't be as bad

- I really was a lot more rusty at skating than I was hoping I'd be. Also the lessons they do are just sort of ongoing, as opposed to a block where you start at the beginning with the basics, and there were two groups: total beginners, and people who were more advanced and who were starting with crossovers (where you lift one foot up and cross it over the other to help turn). I've never been able to do crossovers and felt pretty unsteady on my skates even with both feet on the ground, but I'm also not a beginner, so I wasn't really sure what to do. But then because I was the only person there at that sort of intermediate level I ended up basically getting a one to one lesson with one of the coaches so I can't complain. We went over lots of different things and I have seriously got to build up my strength again as I think that was a bigger issue than my actual execution of the moves if that makes sense, but it was great!! Definitely going to be practicing some of these things in my living room 🤭

[krsnaradhika]

Number 25 for the ask!

A date. Hmm, a rather fictional thing but here we go lol :

1) Reads books with me in a library, recommends his favourites and gives me a personally annotated copy <3

2) Coffee ✨

3) Shopping clothes and accessories for each other!

4) Holds my hand all the while (I'd love hugs but I'd rather die than admit that in front of my friends and family. I despise physical touch in general btw) (ps : I will also ignore the fact that I have hyperhidrosis)

5) Lets me put a flower tiara on his curls because he's my bbg :3

6) A comfort movie watching together at home? But he suggests because I do not have any fav ones except for the animations I've seen as a kid.

Yes, I imagined Kanha all the while with me- what about it?

[shaunnotthesheep42]

Okay. So I'm seeing people post about disability awareness month and I want to talk about hyperhidrosis.

What is hyperhidrosis?

It's a fancy medical term for "I sweat too much." Like, if I flick my hands I spray sweat across the room. When I play guitar there is a puddle underneath where I strum. When I had to do a plank in PE I made a little pond where my hands were. Etc.

And it's not just my hands. It can affect people on every part of the body. I have it on my hands, feet (I can't wear open toed shoes because I leave a trail of sweat-prints), and under my arms (I could write an entirely separate post about the adjustments I've had to make to my wardrobe so the almost comical amount of underarm sweat isn't *as* visible).

What can you do about hyperhidrosis?

There are some treatment options but in my experience nothing really cures it. Glycopyrrolate is a pill you can take, Botox (I haven't tried this yet) is known to help, and drysol (which I tried and didn't like but everyone is different) are all options. I like glyco so far but we still need to get me to a dose that stops the sweat instead of just slowing it down.

What can I do to help someone who has hyperhidrosis?

- Don't bully people for being sweaty

- If someone doesn't want to shake your hand, don't get offended. They may be self conscious of wet hands

- If someone you spend a lot of time with has it, it may be a nice gesture to keep napkins or a small towel around for them like in your car

- Ask them. Every person is different and may want/need different things.

Thank you for reading this! If you have any questions about hyperhidrosis, feel free to message me or send an ask.

[ezziefox]

Haven't been on here in a while. Wanted to say hi, y'all. & A little checkup on me

Where am I in writing?

Well I was unable to pay much attention to it recently due to tests all week at skl and I think I've been extra stressed out without knowing it. My hands especially, even when I'm in AC have been sweating excessively and after researching it, it seems it's my body's response to being overstressed and telling me I need to relax. So even when I've wanted to write, I tried to give it a break and rest my head. I kid you not, just a few days last week, my brain would not allow me to focus on anything. Anytime I tried focusing my mind to one thing, including writing, my head hurt and it felt like it would spin out of control like a car on a slippery road if I continued, so I literally couldn't focus on anything.

I do have a break right now, but it's that time of the month and the break is only for Mon-Tues so I'm not really feeling to even get up lol. Kinda just wanna take this time to truly relax, maybe watch a K-drama, just rest my head.

But yeah, that's what's been happening with me. My fingers are still doing the excessive sweating thing sometimes but I notice it stops or slows down when I'm not doing anything brain-consuming. So...yeah. and no, I don't and have never had hyperhidrosis.