#iritis

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Hey guys I think my eye is inflamed

Wish me fucking luck this shit hurts

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PRIRODNE KAPI I ČAJNE MJEŠAVINE PROTIV KATARAKTE – SIVE MRENE

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Ordering specific test in Uveitis – Avoiding a scattershot approach

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Ordering specific investigations in uveitis involves a systematic approach to identify the underlying cause and guide appropriate treatment, with the initial evaluation typically including a comprehensive eye examination, detailed medical history, and assessment of symptoms, carefully analysing risk factors and clues to diagnosis.

This short discouraging the blunderbuss approach to ordering tests and taking into account both sensitivity (how well the presence of a disease is predicted by a test) and specificity (how well the absence of a disease is predicted by a test), targeting a golden ratio of minimal amount of tests for maximum amount of data (The analogous blunderbuss was a a 17th- century large-bored gun firing balls or slugs which scattered projectiles in a broad range but lacked subtlety and precision).

Specific investigations may be ordered based on the clinical presentation and suspected aetiology of uveitis. Common tests include blood work to assess for infectious or autoimmune diseases, such as full blood count (FBC/CBC), inflammatory markers such as erythrocyte sedimentation rate (ESR), C-reactive protein (CRP), organ profile (LFT, U+E), Chest X-ray to look for TB or Sarcoidosis, Syphillis.

Other tests depend on the outcome of targeted history and examination, and include Serum ACE, Toxoplasma and Toxocara antibodies, HLA-A29, ANCA, ANA, Mantoux Test, Interferon Gamma Release Assay, Fundus Fluorescein Angiography, Indocyanine Green Angiography, Electrophysiology, CT Chest, CT Abdo/Pelvis, MRI Brain, Lumbar Puncture for CSF Studies, Conjunctival biopsies, Anterior chamber tap,  Biopsy of vitreous/choroid - In infectious uveitis cases, polymerase chain reaction (PCR) testing of ocular fluids or serological tests for specific pathogens may be necessary

Sometimes doing routine immunological tests doesn’t really help as there are often weak positive anti-nuclear and other antibodies found in Uveitis which are not really interpretable, so

Tailor Those Investigations!

Featuring Pirates of the Caribbean’s Marty, Guardians of the Galaxy’s Mantis, Shawshank Redemption’s Warden Samuel Norton, the lab scene from Jurassic Park’s Isla Nublar, and the classic Knightmare CITV series (1987-1994) "Ooh, nasty!"

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• Elvis & The Rise of the Nautic Sunglasses •

I randomly had a thought the other day and somehow fell down a rabbit hole of researching when Elvis began wearing his famous sunglasses that everyone knows and loves, so here’s some interesting information I discovered! Enjoy ~ ♡

January 16th, 1971 in Memphis, TN for the Jaycees' 10 Outstanding Men of America award ceremony.

The Nautic style frames of sunglasses were made popular in the 70s through the German company ‘Neostyle’ and were created by head designer Konstantin Livas. Along with Elvis, other famous celebrities such as Ray Charles, Telly Savalas, and Don King wore the stylish frames, making them a staple of 1970’s fashion.

Elvis first seemed to discover the sunglasses in 1970 when visiting his optician ‘Optique Boutique’ on Sunset Boulevard. The shop owner, Dennis Roberts, brought out a pair of sunglasses for Elvis to try on, specifying that he should wear a pair that covered his eyebrows since it was one of the most important parts to consider when purchasing a pair of shades. He loved the sunglasses so much that he ordered five pairs of the Nautic 2 style, and three more pairs with solid gold frames (in typical Elvis fashion).

After searching through various photos from 1970, it seems like Elvis began wearing the Nautic style sunglasses sometime in July of that year. From what I can tell, they make their first appearance while Elvis is in Culver City at the MGM lot working on his new upcoming concert documentary: 'That's the Way it Is'.

July 15th, 1970 in Culver City, CA at the MGM lot for the reheresals and filming of That's the Way It Is.

Curiously enough, the famous ‘EP’ and ‘TCB’ insignia didn’t appear until December of 1970. The first appearance of the customized sunglasses looked to be at George Klein’s wedding on December 5th, 1970, with its previous appearances being the classic Nautic style without the insignia.

It is to be noted, however, that Elvis would go on to wear the two styles interchangeably over the next several years.

December 5th, 1970, at George Klein's wedding, where Elvis was serving as his best man.

At first, the sunglasses seemed to be a stylistic choice by Elvis, but in September of 1970, Elvis was diagnosed with iritis (anterior uveitis) which is the most common type of inflammation of the iris and can cause redness, pain, light sensitivity, blurred vision, and dark floating spots in the field of vision. Just a few months later in March of 1971, he would suffer from acute angle closure glaucoma while in Nashville at RCA Studio B. He was immediately treated at the nearby Nashville Baptist Hospital by Dr David Meyer. During his stay and after some initial testing, he would officially be diagnosed with secondary glaucoma.

Elvis leaving his ophthalmologist's office in Beverly Hills, November 27th, 1971.

While sunglasses had always been a part of Elvis’ fashion in the past, according to Elvis himself (and many of those around him), he would continue to wear the Nautic sunglasses to help shield his eyes from the bright lights on stage and also the flashing lights that came from the cameras.

"𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵 s𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳. "𝘔𝘺 𝘎𝘰𝘥!" 𝘐 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘻𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳.

"𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘒𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦." 𝘐'𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘊𝘉 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸.

"𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴," 𝘌𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, "𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳."

Elvis and Kathy (by Kathy Westmoreland)

Due to the sheer number that Elvis owned, many fans and collectors over the years have obtained a pair of the famous sunglasses. Probably the most significant auction occurred in 2018 when one of his pairs of glasses sold for a never before seen price of $130,000. They were 14k gold, chrome and plastic and much like his other pairs, were customized with his initials ‘EP’ on the front and ‘TCB’ along the sides. The sunglasses in question were worn by Elvis during his last vacation to Hawaii in March of 1977 where he can be seen wearing them in several photos while lounging on the beach with his fiancé Ginger Alden.

March 4th, 1977, in Honolulu, HI, while on vacation with his fiancé Ginger Alden and other friends and family.

Elvis Presley was nothing if not adaptable, and he showed time and time again that he was always able to make the best of a bad situation. The Nautic style sunglasses were a staple of his fashion from 1970 - 1977, and it’s absolutely synonymous with the image he created for himself during that period of time. The sparkling jumpsuits, the dark hair and sideburns, and the aviator sunglasses all come together to create an iconic image for the KIng of Rock ‘n’ Roll that is still remembered almost fifty years later. ⚡️

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LOST AMONG THE PAGES

(A Zayne x NONMC!Reader fic)

(Word count: ~3.4k)

(Credits: All images from the net. Except for the color editing and brush strokes and writing are made by me.)

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*TW: Angst, maybe not well written, NON!MC Reader, Reader has Anemia, heavy blood loss during periods, fights, shouting, feeling of betrayal and heartbreak, shaking, crying, unrequited love.

*Index: Reader speeches are white, bold and italicised.

Zayne speeches are blue, bold and italicised.

MC speeches are pink, bold and italicised.

Others are white and just italicised.

Thoughts are written inside single inverted commas and italicised, sometimes struck through.

Texts and chats have ‘Indented’ font.

Calls have double inverted commas, white and italicised. They are differentiated from other speeches. (Except for main characters like MC and Zayne, they will follow their color code as mentioned earlier and italicised.)

Actions are written inside asterisks, white and bold.

Diary entries have ‘Chat’ font.

If you’re uncomfortable with the following genre or any of the trigger warnings, then please don’t read ahead.

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“His love for her was as pure as the flower Jasmine herself…”

Memoir: Three. Ending

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(Credits: The Feels)

Time…12:23 a.m.

Date: 06/XX/2048

Day: Saturday

Dear diary,

I rarely do write these days, my mind is too much consumed by the void of my thoughts and feelings…my thoughts filled with them..them and them…work has been fine, sales going good, yet everything feels too gloomy…I do make him lunch everyday, barring the days they go out to eat, it hasn’t increased, but my soul feels like it did…we don’t text much, just few ‘Hi’ and ‘Hellos’, here and there…and sometimes he checks up on me over text or call…I think Zayne too has figured out I’m in need of space maybe that’s why he hasn’t once visited me in over two weeks…Although I look at their Moments posts, I didn’t know Zayne had that app…they seem happy, just like their pictures do…

Yesterday was at the park…

Few days ago at Destiny Cafe…

Couple days before that by the Lakeside…

Azure Square…

My eyes hurt watching them…it feels like I’m developing a new variant of iritis…

Fun fact: he fails to tell me that he’s going out, everytime…either I get to know it from Yvonne, or MC, or from the Moments posts…So I’ve stopped caring the need to know…if they tell me, I just hum along and let go.

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Time…02:38 a.m.

Date: 13/XX/2048

Day: Friday

Dear diary,

I don’t feel like writing anymore, not even twice in two weeks…what happened to me? He rarely calls, all I get are mostly texts, that is also if I’m lucky enough…I’m dying to talk to him, would he even remember it’s our anniversary next week? Or maybe they have plans…

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(Credits: The Feels)

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PRESENTLY:

Next week arrives way quicker than I ever wanted it to, every day feels like a blur recently, like I can barely remember the tasks I’ve performed…It’s our anniversary day…I will go to the hospital and drop off a flower bouquet to him in his office…

…I had a special lunch prepared for him,

‘Dice beef, rice, roast meat sauce, broccoli and white broccoli, crispy fried shredded onions, and tamagoyaki’, I’d learnt during the early stages of our relationship. It was always my plan to make our first anniversary very special, filling him with surprises…I place a six packed box of coconut macarons on the side each had a tiny milk chocolate snowman on them: orange juice, and like usual a handwritten note…within a heart shaped card. I then head out to our shop, picking out a freshly custom made jasmine-bouquet, as I add a card to it, ‘Happy 1st Year’, maybe if I wasn’t dull from the inside I’d have been more creative…

“Soooo a whole year huh?” “Mhm”, I smile softly as I pay after I was done.

…Upon reaching the hospital I was immediately greeted by Yvonne and Dr. Greyson. “Happy 1 year anniversary! Congratulations to the both of you!”, she says excitedly, hugging me. I hug back. “Congratulations”, Dr. Greyson nods as I smile at both of them, “Thank you very much you two.” “Dr. Zayne is free right now, plus it is lunch time so yeah.” “Thanks a lot Y, I’ll be off then.” “Okay! Do tell me your plans for tonight later!” “Will do!”.

Taking a deep breath in I knock on his door… “Come in”, I hear his voice, it sounded softer than usual…could he have been expecting me? I take a deep breath in as I walk inside…

“Happy 1 year (Name)!”…of course she is here…I regain my posture as I smile at her, it’s forced… “Thank you very much.” “I’ve been so excited for today, I mean Zayne, a year with someone! Now that’s a milestone!”, she jokes and laughs… “oh! I’ll go out now, you two talk…do tell me your plans for the night later bye guys!”, as she leaves…

I feel a strange sense of satisfaction and comfort at that…but the main thing still remains…Zayne…it’s been very awkward over these weeks, and ever since all that happened…I don’t know how to approach him…

I take in a breath as I walk to his table, handing out the bouquet to him…as I placed the lunch box on his table, I smile… “Happy Anniversary…”, I want to say more, pour out my heart but I don’t… He stares at the gift, soon opening his lunch, I could see a tiny glimmer in his eyes…I made him his favourite after all… “Thank you…”, he says with the similar softness he holds out for her…my heart skips a beat…but then again…it’s compulsion…

“Happy Anniversary…(Name)…”

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…Maybe I still have hopes and dreams…I reach his pace, my mind at a pseudo-peaceful state for the time being…I want tonight to be ours just ours…I want to make it perfect…so perfect perfect perfect…I work hard…pacing around his living room space decorating, minutely adjusting each and every piece, so that there remains no fault…

I fill the room with golden fairy lights, some over the front door, his bedroom and hung over the mould of the balcony. Next I decorate the gaps in between with small thick bunches of Jasmines, some beside the table and chairs too, arranged in a pattern…now all I need to do is wait for his arrival for the last minute touch ups…

…The clock strikes 11:00 p.m. The lights turned off, the room illuminated by the fairy lights. Keeping the balcony door open, as a gentle soft breeze came in through greeting my features…

I’m wearing my best dress for him…it was a navy blue tube top with intricate white snowfalls patterns delicately lacing around the waist and bust area—custom made…a silver necklace with an elegant cursive ���Z’ locket, matching silver earrings and a bracelet—custom made…maroon lip gloss, mascara and my hair let down.

The door opens, as I catch a glance of him enter…he looks too good to be true…He stares for a while… “I’ll be out after changing…” “Will you want to have dinner first?” “Yes.”.

While he goes to freshen up, I prepare the table, placing neatly each item around the table…I had starters, main course, dessert and drinks. As I light up the candle placed at the centre of the table, making sure no wind blows it out, but thankfully luck was on my side, the wind was just a gentle summer breeze… Beside the candle was a bucket with ice and a bottle of champagne, now I know he’s a lightweight and he doesn’t prefer drinking…but it’s our anniversary, I want it to be the best…

He came out after a while wearing -his nightly rendezvous outfit-, my breath hitches…I want to compliment him but what if it becomes awkward…my gestures and thoughts went back to how it used to be like at the beginning of our relationship…maybe time is a loop…

As we sit down to eat, he gets my chair put like the gentleman he is and then himself sits…Having his favorite cuisine on the table, maybe I thought he’d smile…but he didn’t…

“Champagne?” “It’s our anniversary after all, a couple glasses wouldn’t hurt.”, I chuckle hoping he’d too…but he didn’t…

He’s sending me mixed signals…which I neither comprehend nor interpret…atleast he’s here…that’s all that matters now…a part of me couldn’t wait to write about tonight in my diary again…

…we eat quietly, not much words are uttered, except for the occasional, like for passing items or ‘the food is good.’, my mind wanders back to the times before her, as I analyse them, was he always cold to me too? I used to believe that was how he showed affection, was I wrong?

I pour myself a glass and drink it…he didn’t say anything…I was a lightweight too…but he didn’t know…and another…and another…and another…

My inhibitions lowered but I still had my senses to myself…placing the glass down, I chuckle a bit…

“Not even a ‘you look beautiful tonight’??? Dr. Zayne now that’s straight up meeeeeaaaannnn! *hic* I set up soooooo much ‘fff you, dressed up ffff youuuu, surprises surprises surprises! Even made and got your favorites! But nothinggggggg!”, I pout as I slur… “Whyyyy Zayne whyyyy is it because I’m not herrrrr???? I knowwww I’m not pretty like her orrrr successful like herrrrr or know you from Adam like her! But hell I’ve been good!! I’ve done so much for you! And you don’t even giveee me minimum gratitude! That’s meeeean”, I giggle as I pace around the room…

“Please sit down you’re drunk.” “Shhhhhhhhh I speak todayyyy, I’ve been holding backkkk for tooo longggg!”, I press my finger on his lips. “These are soooo soft and plum…I was anxious whether you’d at all kisssss me toniiiightttrr! How many timesss have we evennn kisssed in our relationship?? Even forehead and cheek kisses have ceased to exist…What haveee I done wrong Zaynie??? Alll I ever yearned for is you, your affectionnn and your loveee… you know my past, my desperations, my heart, then why…why…”, my voice cracks, my eyes filling with water, becoming hazy… “I *hic* gave you a Jasmine bouquet today…you didn’t say much…at least you accepted *I giggle* they’re your favoritessss I knowwwwwww…they symbolise purityyy, looove and afftection, did you know? Of course you did…that’s what I feel forrr yewwww!” I sloppily poke at his chest with my index finger…

“I’m barely drunk…did you know I was a lightweight…? Do you know my favorite flowers or my favorite colour! No you don’t! You barely ever ask! It’s always me me me! I think of you more often than I breathe! And you don’t—” “I want the old Zayne back…I saw how you watch her…how your eyes light up…how your face embraces colours…because those are all the ways I act around you! Have you ever noticed!?”, as I sob heavily…

He was left speechless, I could see his hands clench… “You’re so much wiser than me…tell me Zayne is it all in my head?? Do you never see how I always beg for footnotes in the story of your life?! Tell me…do you…only Tolerate Me…?”, my body begs to be wrapped up in his arms…but that is just wishful thinking…

As I was a mess on the floor, he was still there…I wanted to leave, I wanted to stay…I wanna walk but I can’t, my body is shaking convulsively…

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That was all I could remember, before I passed out…the next morning, I wake up in a comfortable bed…as my inhibitions come back to me…it’s his bed…

He was getting ready to go to the hospital, my head is a mess… “You should rest…I’ll get you some painkillers—” “You’re a wonderful man.”, as I get up on my own, barely…and go to the bathroom to wash up…my face is a mess, makeup all smudged together…eyes puffy and red…thank god I don’t have work today…

…I reach home, my head now better having taken the pain killers from before…I should just—

Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!

MC was calling…not now I can’t deal with it… especially not her of all people right now…so I put my phone on silent…although she keeps on calling for a few more times…I would’ve felt bad if I didn’t hold a grudge from last night, plus I was hurt and mad at him, I cannot deal with either of them now…

…I was about to take out my diary and write when I heard the buzz at the door. I groan as I walk over to open…MC…

“(Name)! Dear lord are you alright?! I called you so many times! I was worried sick!”

“I’m alright I just—”

“This is unexpected of you (Name)! How can you be so careless!? Do you know how worried I was?! How worried Zayne was!?”

That was it that was the last straw…it ticked me off fully…

“You weren’t worried about me when you took his heart away.”, I speak sharply.

“What…”

“No don’t you dare ‘what’ me! I’m tired of this hurting! Why weren’t you there when he was available when he was single! Why why why couldn’t you come then?! First of all you come into his life and he doesn’t even tell me! He tells me nothing about his childhood, and I was fine with that, it’s his privacy his choice! Then he doesn’t tell me he’s having dinner with you! I was fine with that too! Then he starts acting completely aloof! Like I don’t even exist! I’m his girlfriend dammit!”, tears prick my eyes again… “I don’t hate you MC I don’t! I think you’re a great girl and an amazing friend to both me and Zayne…but please understand…you’re so so so nice! You’re too great! You’re too amazing at everything you do! Heck you’re even more read that me! But how the hell are you are so dumb that you can’t realise the way he looks at you! He looks at you like you’re all he sees! Like you’re his elixir of life, his honey, his will to live in this messed up world, his one and only! Have you ever ever noticed that?! No right? But I have! And I’ve tried so hard to keep it in, blaming myself for overthinking but there’s a limit a limit to each one of us, and that threshold has been crossed! So please I beg you, please let my boyfriend stay mine, please just be his friend…please!”, I breathe heavily, my body shaking convulsively, as tears stream down…

She’s left speechless…just like he was last night. O could see the tears prick at her eyes too…

“I-I am sorry I never—”

“Please just please leave…”, she doesn’t speak another word and goes…

I heave a frustrated sigh…I’m too tired, I feel dizzy…

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…Later that night…

I wanted to write in my diary, but there was another buzz at the door…who’s it now…

I drag myself off the bed as I walk over then opening the door…Zayne…

He steps in, his presence carries a strong aura…he looks…his usual cold, stoic and…angry…?

“Why are you—”

“Who gave you the permission to talk to her like that?”, he utters with pure hatred in his voice…

I freeze at that…

“If that’s what you’re here for—”

“Answer.”

“Why should I Zayne? Am I answerable to you? Is it my compulsion?? But if I remember clearly you never answered to my texts whenever you’re with her. I said what I said because I’ve had enough. I put my phone on silent and she still didn’t get the hint, I had no other choice.”

“Then that’s your manners? That’s how you treat people who are genuinely worried about you and check up on you? She’s been nothing but nice to you.”

“Oh you wanna talk about manners now?! Let’s talk! Where were your manners when you didn’t even bother telling me you went out to dinner with her, or you were at the park with her, or when I poured my fucking heart out to you last night and got no fucking ass response?! Thanks for giving me the best fucking post-anniversary present by the way.”

“You’re still hung up on that.”

“Hung up?! Zayne hello? Do you need a brain doctor or another heart doctor to check if they’re functioning all well?! Do you not realise the pain, the hurt and the betrayal I went through?! Are you void of feelings for everyone except for her?! You make me wonder if you ever saw me as something valuable. I’m your fucking girlfriend Zayne! I hated having to hear from other people about my boyfriend because he wouldn’t tell me about his whereabouts! Do you know how embarrassing that feels?! Be glad they’re not gossipers or Dr. Zayne would’ve had quite the reputation by now.”, I scoff “and do you even know how many lies I have to tell often just to make you not seem like a cold hearted asshole?! But I guess for you you thought those were all my compulsions, just like yourself…I can’t believe I read into you this wrong…I’ve always cared for you, catered to your needs, tried to make myself perfect for you?! Heck I even greet you like a battle hero returning from a war, whenever you came home!! What have you done?! A nod, a word, rarely a kiss on the cheek and forehead!? Tell me Zayne, I asked you last night I’ll ask you again today! Was it all in my head? Were we a healthy couple only in my head?! Was it just me!! Or did she cast some love spell upon you and had you enamoured—”

“Watch your tone (Name)…you barely know about her…I’m her primary care physician and I know her the best, plus she’s always been with me since childhood, I cherish her…”

“Do you know how hard she works as a Hunter, wanderers everywhere…and you don’t even know about her heart’s condition…do you know she has the Protocore Syndrome, and she could, touch wood, drop dead if gone through tremendous amount of stress??? Do you even know what the Protocore Syndrome is? If you did your research you would have.”

I stand still hearing that…I’ve heard about the Protocore Syndrome, read and researched about it, heck so many people came to our shop to collect flowers for them who died from this, or they who were suffering from it! Heck I knew about it better than most!

‘It was disease caused when Protocores, that were special energy cores dropped from high-level Wanderers, negatively affecting a person's body. There are currently three types known to affect humans, and each one causes different symptoms and levels of disease progression.’

But he didn’t know that…he barely ever asked me about my day or work…whereas I…

I look up at his face, I want to scream but I don’t, there is barely a point anymore…

“Do you know that my life’s worth research is about them and how I can save my patients, how can I save from it? You say you don’t know about my childhood, well here’s a fact I will give you, I became a cardio-surgeon because of her, because she suffered from this deadly disease…because I wanted to cure her and never lose her…she is the most important person in the world to me.”

“Do you know what it’s like to have a disease like such, when you have the case of a high probability of death at any given stance if your over stressed or overworked? You should consider yourself lucky…And as her primary physician it is my duty to care the most for her, in whichever way you take it.”

That was the last straw…that broke my heart, shattering and stepping on it completely…

“Zayne…you…wow…”, I was speechless once again, but right now…I didn’t know anything it felt like I’m in a foreign place where no one knows me…I feel like a refugee of a war…

“I have Anemia Zayne…Anemia…”, I speak softly, my voice broken, eyes filled with tears once again…I could feel him stiffen, cussing under his breath, saying he’d gone too far…too far…

“I’m…I’m sorry…I…I didn’t mean to compare any disease with another, I just—”

“Maybe the next the I should just stop taking all my meds and supplements and bleed myself close to death…or maybe if I had sickle-celled anemia, with a probability of death maybe then you would’ve noticed me…if I would’ve just laid on the bed at Akso in the ER…maybe then you’ll finally notice me…”

“I know what Protocore Syndrome is Zayne…I have everyday many customers come in to collect flowers for their dear loved ones they lost or are on the verge of losing, or even for themselves…they share me their stories and I listen as my heart breaks hearing those…all I could do was give them the best of flowers and well wishes from the bottom of my heart…I know it Zayne I do…and I’m sorry…I didn’t know about MC…I’m so so sorry…I’ll apologise to her…”

“I don’t hate her…I don’t…I— *voice cracks* I just…I was hurting like anything…and it vented out like that…I’m sorry…” *I fall to the floor, crying out loud, I don’t hold back anymore…* maybe he tried to reach out for me, but I speak up before he could…

With my broken voice, my breath coming out in heavy successions… “Please just give me closure…I’m too tired…too…tired…”

He drops down and holds me tight, as I bawl to his chest…I couldn’t anymore…it feels so natural but it’s the end…I know it is…

“Please let me…have…closure…”

Maybe his voice cracked a bit too…

“I’m sorry (Name) I’m so so sorry, I couldn’t be the man who should have treated you properly…I’m sorry I should have told you earlier…I thought I was over her but I wasn’t…maybe my brain created an image of you as her, that you were her…whenever we’d sleep together, go out, or tried to kiss…all I could imagine was her face…hence I stuck to forehead and cheek kisses…I’m so so sorry…”

As I sob and sob loudly, while he kept holding me…just like that, it was over…we were over…

🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀 🥀

(Credits: Pinterest)

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[crystal-cloudzz]

the mystery of aidens eyes

{I apologise in advance if the reason Aiden has red eyes is known, and if it's not, that you had to read all this, just because my friends don't want to be proofreaders}

So, as I do, I remember random stuff during eating, and I just so happened to remember finding this post by @/yeonggisbitch about Aiden possibly having depression and suicide. One thing lead to another, and I found myself with a single question. His eyes.

Now, since we've seen images of young Aiden, we've seen his natural eyes colour is brown, a common colour, but why are they now red? Red eyes are only natural for albinos, which we know he isn't. However, the other likely option is blood leaking into your iris, but it's unlikely that happened to both eyes. But, if he did have an eye injury, causing blood to leak, then he'd either have partial or full blindness, so we can rule that out.

Now, I know what most of you are thinking. They're probably contacts. However, it's dangerous to sleep with contacts in. If you do, there's an increased chance of getting an eye infection. We see Aiden sleep, without taking out any contact lenses, so I think it's safe to say that Aiden doesn't wear contact lenses.

However, there's something else you can get done. It's possible to surgically change your eye colour to red, however it's expensive, and there's no guarantee nothing will go wrong, meaning you may loose your eyesight, but that's only if things go wrong. This makes sense, seeing Aiden's family is rich. Theres one key issue, however, it only destroys the melanin at the front of your eyes, leaving them blue. However, this reason seems most likely at the moment.

I found these websites, however, saying you can get red eyes from physical trauma, like getting a blunt object thrown in your eye, or chemicals wafting into them. If this happens, you need medical treatment. What do we know about Aiden? He's reckless and often does stuff that could put him in danger, getting a bruise at best, going to the hospital at worst. In one of the chapters, we see Aiden threaten a phantom using chemicals. Chemicals give you physical eye trauma. This is called traumatic iritis, and I'd not healed, leads to permanent blindness.

For now, we don't know much about the mystery of Aidens eyes, but I think it's either caused by surgery, or chemicals infecting his eyes

[spookyseasonfacts]

People who go blind in one eye tend to develop perceptions called "visual release hallucinations" aka Charles Bonnet Syndrome. They might see, for example, very short people and people in beautiful clothes. Sounds an awful lot like fairies and dwarves, and it would have been more common a long time ago. There's a good chance I would have Charles Bonnet Syndrome right now if I hadn't had modern medicine for iritis.

The more I learn about Charles Bonnet Syndrome, the stranger it is. There was one guy who saw Hebrew letters written on things for a few weeks after each Passover. One person saw a terrifying spectre loom over her threateningly and felt a sense of certainty that this portended her own imminent death. Luckily, her premonition didn't come true.

Oliver Sacks wrote about this in his book called Hallucinations, and he mentioned an experiment where scientists induced this condition just by keeping people blindfolded for three days. I've been meaning to replicate this experiment on myself, but I haven't had the chance yet.

[love-on-mars]

Mick Mars general headcannons! This has hc for both romantic and general things for the Marsman, no NSFW, that will have its own separate post. I also split this into 80s-90s and current Mick, because I can.

Warnings: Talk of Chronic illness and some sad themes. Nothing extreme though

80s/90s

Playful af, despite the grumpy demeanor he shows he’s always in a silly goofy mood around you.

Has a very weird, dark sense of humor, but he never fails to make you laugh.

Surprisingly can cook well, but he doesn’t do it often

Would never cheat, he’s perfectly happy having you in his life. Though girls do swarm him after shows. He always reassures you that you are all he needs.

Doesn’t really get ‘jealous’ per say, but he does sometimes has a bit self of self doubt I’m terms of his appearance. Especially with the AS.

He has freckles on his arms, and he hates them. Doesn’t understand why you think they are cute.

Appreciates the calm you give him, especially after shows or if he’s been around his bandmates for too long.

A bit protective of you around the boys…glares at them if they get touchy with you.

Although it’s no where near as bad as Tommy and Nikki, he doesn’t shower as much as he’s supposed to. He views it more as a chore than anything else, the best way to convince him is to join him.

On that note, he love bathing with you. It’s very relaxing, and he loves the intimacy.

When it came out he was obsessed with Nintendo, and he loves it when you join him to play.

Doesn’t like PDA all that much, but when you are in the comfort of your home he clings to you, he’s big on cuddles.

Current

Wears sunglasses everywhere. Even inside, due to the iritis that came with the AS. So the lights in the house are always on low, he also has the most gorgeous eyes in the world.

When he plays his guitars, the man has no chill. You hear him shredding, and it’s so loud it not only shakes the house, but has caused the power to go out several times.

Definitely has a guitar named after you or reminds him of you in some way, and has it on the road with him if you aren’t with him.

Despite the stiffness the AS, he still finds ways to be playful. He likes jumping out at you and scaring you.

Insanely possessive of his precious hat. You have a little game where you steal it or hide it and he had to come find it. Pretends to be mad but always laughs in the end.

Sometimes feels a little bad that he can’t do as much with you as he wants to. He knows you understand but it’s still hard on him.

Has the SOFTEST hair. He loves it when you run your fingers through it.

He loves squeezing your hand when he holds it. It’s the most PDA he shows in public, but he’s willing to make the most of it.

He’s salty about his height. He used to be 5’9 but is now 5’3, but will playfully make fun of you if you’re shorter than him(like me)

Frequent horror movie date nights are a common occurrence, teases if you get scared but will hold you close.

Never gets up before 10:00 if he doesn’t have to. Don’t talk to him before coffee.

Has you cut his hair, gives a very menacing side eye if you cut it too short.

Is a cat person, and has a few. I don’t think he has anything against dogs, but they may be a bit much to take care of for him.

He smiles more, especially now that he has you on his life.

[shadowsofcolour]

Little bit of a life update (nothing heavy DW):

I don't often do this but seeing as a lot of you know me for my art, I thought it was worth noting. Over the past few weeks I've been receiving treatment for Iritis/uveitis, and one of the side effects of the drops is that my vision is slightly blurry in my right eye. I've had it before twice in my left (2020 and 2022), but this time its in my right. My right eye is mostly entirely settled now, but you can't just stop the drops or it can flare up, so you have to gradually reduce the dose over a few weeks. So long story short my right eye will still be ever so slightly blurred for a while still.

This has been the situation for 3-4 weeks now, and to be honest once I was on treatment it hasn't been affecting my art output too much, as after a while my brain filtered out the blurry signal and just focused through my left eye.

And now I have it again in my left eye, right on cue.

I've caught it very early so it's likely gonna be easily treated, but it means I'm putting the Blur Drops in both eyes rn, meaning I have slightly blurry vision that isn't distance dependent. It's blurry even if I bring stuff close. Now, it's not as bad as I expected it would be; I do not think it will stop me drawing, but I might be slower than I usually am.

I am determined to be okay, and I'm grateful to you all for being patient with me

💜

[seeminglyseph]

I ordered myself a kindle paperwhite to try and like. I got a multi payment deal, and I’ve been getting eye strain. And I know raw raw fight the power but I already have a shit tonne of kindle books and the paperwhite has like screen but not screen with a bunch of backlighting and warm lighting and dark mode and stuff and I have been so frustrated with migraines lately. If it gets worse I’m going to the opthamologest and like. Checking. I think that’s a reasonable thing right? Like. “I’m prone to iritis and flares of pressure on my optic nerve and I’m experiencing pain, can I make an appointment to check?”

But also there is a very indulgent voice in my head like “you should get a chaise lounge for your bedroom and make a reading nook, to go with your kindle” and my brain is like conjuring some like obnoxious fairy lights Pinterest aesthetic nook of whimsical escapism that will be photographable for like 30 minutes before I ADHD all over it and like pile clothes on it but still.

[gigayak]

Be like Detective Pikachu, but don't forget Shin Chan! Anterior Uveitis & Axial SpA - HLA-B27 Testing, Features, Support? · • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • · The most common type of Uveitis (inflammation in the eye) is anterior uveitis, or iritis, and almost 50% of patients with this condition test positive for the genetic marker HLA-B27. Having a positive result could potentially help establish the diagnosis, guide treatment, and provide information about prognosis. It can help avoid unnecessary diagnostic workup too. But it's a grey area as both false negatives and false positives can happen. Asking questions is key and results should be interpreted in the context of the full clinical picture.

[mcatmemoranda]

Going through ABFM CKSA questions:

An acute red eye is a common presentation in primary care and it is critical to differentiate serious causes from benign causes. Pain is an important distinguishing feature for the acute red eye. Episcleritis is a self-limited condition that can be idiopathic or associated with autoimmune conditions. It is more common in females and usually presents with mild discomfort and focal hyperemia. Discerning episcleritis from scleritis is important. In general, the inflamed vessels of episcleritis will move with gentle pressure from a cotton-tipped applicator whereas those with scleritis will not, and the pain of scleritis is more intense. The treatment of episcleritis is symptomatic with topical lubricants and oral NSAIDs. If recurrent episodes occur, an autoimmune workup should be considered. Conjunctivitis is typically associated with a discharge that is clear in viral cases and mucopurulent in bacterial cases. Iritis is associated with significant pain, a poorly reactive pupil, diminished vision, and photophobia. This patient does not have changes in visual acuity, photophobia, or severe pain as seen in keratitis, which would also cause an abnormal fluorescein stain showing corneal ulceration.

A Cochrane review reports good evidence that salicylic acid is effective for the treatment of plantar warts. Candida injections may be indicated for warts that are difficult to treat, but they are not considered a first-line treatment. The application of duct tape has not been shown to be more effective than placebo. Manual paring and extraction of plantar warts carries a greater risk for complications and is not necessary for flat, minimally bothersome warts. Laser treatment may be effective, but the cost is not justified as initial therapy in this case.

[cruesuffix]

sometimes when i look at pictures or interviews or whatever i wonder if mick is in like agony… and he’s just hiding it :(

(high ass pain tolerance)

anon… how could you plant these thoughts in my head!!! my entire sanity relies on the belief that he’s doing ok and he’s fine and dandy!!!

now i’m going to think about him being in agony and hiding it… he would hide it too. but yeah, it really puts it in perspective when you remember he spent his whole career in pain. every time i watch old concerts of the crues i think “wow he’s really strong to be able to withstand all that pain just to stand up on stage for an hour - two hours to perform!” now i’m gonna wonder if he’s actually in pain and just hiding it well. i love watching the tacoma concert in ‘87 and even there you can see him wince at times (mainly because of the lights in his eyes and he has iritis so it causes him a lot of eye pain when he looks at bright lights).

also i’m hoping he has a high pain tolerance, cause i would be crushed if he had a low pain tolerance and he’s been hiding that the entire time and just suffering with it. i’m going to start crying if i think about this too much actually i need to stop this.

[iichiitan]

My iritis is back again for like the fifth time now