#that i underhydrate

[bjorkshire-pudding]

The hardest thing about being a kid is other people making you do things you should do but don't want to.

The hardest thing about being an adult is making yourself do those things you should do but don't want to.

[spohkh]

i almost passed out in the shower for the second time in my life only this time i DID fall (i am unharmed) this is getting worrisome lads 🫶🏼

[hyah-lian]

heck i fell asleep before dinner because i was feelin weird and now i am wwwwide awake

[omoghouls]

Dunno if anyone has asked this, but what’s your favourite omo situation to be put in?

Oh gosh like what I personally would like to be placed in /////?

Bc/ one that I really love would there being this older lady and we're either going out on a date or something of that nature and she sweetly hands me a mug of peppermint tea to drink before we head out bc/ "she knows I tend to get car sick and wants me to be hydrated to help prevent it" and i'm nonethewiser to her true intentions-

So we're driving around, and she slides a bottle of water onto my lap- again under the "intentions" of wanting to make sure I'm not underhydrating myself- and again, i'm aloof, she's much older than me so obviously she knows more than I do!

I don't even notice she's turned the radio down to a low background hum as she's more keen and instrested in hearing the little noises i've started to make as I shift around in my seat, occasionally tugging at my seatbelt to move it away from my filling bladder momentarily- My face burns a deep red when I finally notice

She chuckles, her hand not occupied with the steering wheel now lays on my knee, gently rubbing it as she says that it won't be tooo long before we get to our destination

Ofc, that is a lie. She takes alll the "scenic routes" and roads where the potholes have not yet been filled in- any routes that have me white knuckling the edge of my seat, clenching and tensing all my muscles withh each thump as the wheels lower into the potholes. She fanes a sympathetic look and coo as she apologizes. She forgets just forgets how small my bladder is- she rummages around while we're at a red light, holding out the half empty bottle of water she had previously given me

She coaxes me to finish what is left in the bottle, tilting my chin up as the last drops of water go smoothly down my throat.

But she knows that evenn if I manage to shuck my pants down far enough, i can't aim worth shit even in the best of times. But, I'm so despreate i'll do anything to get relief- shakey hands hold the bottle in where i think I need to- but it isn't the right spot and piss just starts spurting out around the opening of the bottle- I gasp, soft whines and pleads with my own body to stop as urine hisses out, splattering onto the plastic floor mat under me

It feels like an eternity before my bladder is empty, achingly so. I shudder, relief washing over my shakey body- half-lidded gazing down at the bottle that barely contains a drop of urine- my head hits the back of the car seat as i'm brought back to reality- already trying to think how much it will cost to get this cleaned.

I don't even realize the car had been in parked in some parking lot/side of road for quite sometime until I hear my side of the car door clicking open. She guides me to slide my legs to the side- I shiver as the cool evenings air brushes against my legs as urine dribbles down from gravity

I dont expect the kiss but it's warm and filled with passion as her hands roll over my back- praise being whispered in my ear for being such a good boy for her, such a messy boy but, that's why she's got plastic mats

and adfsjhgrehgs ye,,,

[tf2heritageposts]

saw your post about chronic pain and thought i'd give some pointers (from someone who is developing chronic pain themself and is learning how to deal with it)

stretching is important. yes i know this is the most basic ass response someone can say but trust me here. i am an artist who has been in shrimp position for more than 50% of my life (thus far) and just doing simple shoulder, elbow, wrist and hand stretches before/after working helps a T O N in the long run. it will be painful at first! it always is! but stretching does help to prevent even more pain down the line. i am unsure what pain bothers you the most (mine is my feet, lower legs, lower back and arms), so i'd suggest starting with some simple stretches in the regions where you tend to have pain.

collagen. if you don't know what that is, i can give you a summary without the science-speak: its the stuff in your joints that keeps your cartilage from breaking down. best way(s) to get it? if you are simple, and can afford it, they sell the stuff as vitamin supplements. if you're looking for a way to just naturally get more into your diet, i would suggest bone broth. (yes you could buy bone broth, but if you go through meat on the regular, and are able to cut bones out of them, don't toss out the bones! make bone broth with em. i would give an entire guide of how to do it but i would be here for much longer)

waterrrrr. the drinkerrrrrrrrrrrrr. hydration is also really important for preventing joint pain (or really pain of any variety). making sure to get proper hydration is important. if you live in a city area where the tap water might not be good, please be sure to get mineral water and not pure distilled. while distilled does taste better, it lacks a lot of minerals that water can naturally have that would be of benefit to your health.

don't overexert yourself!!!!!!!! please please PLEASE be sure to sit down if you need to (and are able to). repeated overuse of your muscles/bones/tendons can have a negative impact in the worst ways possible. (also getting a walker or cane is ideal!!! most walgreens and/or cvs's have an asile dedicated to mobility aids!!! do not feel ashamed to use it if you need it!! please!!!)

in terms of short term solutions, ibuprofen will not kill you. just be sure to rotate tylenol and ibuprofen. doing this will prevent you from unintentional ODing. (you may have heard this one before. if so feel free to ignore it)

going to an arthritis clinic sooner rather than later is a good idea. i don't know what your physical/insurance situation is like, but as someone who just recently was told by a primary care that the symptoms i am having is similar to rheumatoid arthritis [which runs in the family] (and really needs to move into a different state or city or town and get a different insurance that can cover the cost of multiple arthritis doctor visits AND a doctor who will take them seriously), it is important that you go to an arthritis clinic as soon as possible. If you do not know where to go, and are able to ask your primary doctor for a referral, most primary care doctors will refer you to something that is on your healthcare plan

i do apologize if this was really really long and winding... i am not the best at keeping things short

well i just realized i am living badly because

- i never stretch

- i am comstanrlh underhydrated

- i am always up and out and about hyerexerting myself

- only use ibuprofen

thank you kindly man

[melancholic-pigeon]

Man getting severe migraines has made me such a baby about other kinds of headaches

Like, I was actually awarded disability largely because of my migraines. I ultimately got let go because they started getting worse and more frequent due to constant exposure to fluorescent lighting and screens and being underhydrated and surrounded by allergens all day. I worked myself to collapse like three times because I tried to tough out a migraine, got dizzy and hit the deck or started puking without much warning ("without much warning" here means "I ignored my auras and kept pushing because I needed the money until I was physically incapable of pushing anymore"). I have acted through migraines as well: leads, supporting roles, and ensembles alike, the show must go on, so I'd often just throw up between scenes and get back out there with a smile on my face.

(if you were wondering, this is also why in that one fic Jason got through an entire show weekend without realizing he had appendicitis)

THE POINT IS. I can force myself to perform and engage in customer service while in 8-9 level pain because nobody believed me when I said I thought I was getting migraines because I looked them up and I'd been having those symptoms literally as far back as I could remember. I have since been told I was probably born with them. I was NINETEEN before I was diagnosed. I'm good at toughing them out, because I spent two decades gritting my teeth as my only form of treatment.

I get a moderate cold that brings a sinus infection along for the ride. The sinus infection is pretty bad, but not even close to migraine pain. Maybe a 6. And I'm sitting here not even being a LITTLE brave about it gnashing my teeth and wailing HASHEM HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO MEEEEEE because I'm not used to a headache in my sinuses I WASN'T TRAINED FOR THIIIIIS 😭

anyway, wish me luck cause I feel like a wimp

[bluewarf]

Me: man, I can't seem to shake this low-grade headache that's been bothering me for the past couple of days... I wonder what's up with that? Myself: could it perhaps, just maybe, have to do with the nose-breaking facial trauma we suffered a couple of days ago? is there more than a mere correlation in the timeline there, perhaps? Causation, even?

I: ...nah, I don't think that's it. maybe i'm underhydrated...

[mariacallous]

Guess who remembered they hadn’t actually eaten in the last 24 hours and had badly underhydrated themselves while schlepping all over manhattan?

I think I definitely need to ask about working remotely tomorrow.

[sparklyeevee]

Look, there's a chance it really is just your posture, chronic underhydration, unhealthy snacks, not exercising enough, your bad sleep schedule, spending too much time looking at that damn phone, but if it's causing you this many problems, you should be getting professional help fixing it anyway, and you can tell your parents I said so if you think it will help.

[soft-girl-musings]

Rainstorms: What helps you fall asleep?

Teacups: Favorite beverages?

Typewriter: If you had to come up with ten words to describe your life story so far, what would they be?

hey 👉🏽👈🏽 ty for your patience lovely!

Rainstorm -> i listen to thunderstorm sounds on my google nest!! on really bad nights i turn on the Sleepy podcast on spotify, i love that dude's voice (HATE the super loud ads at the beginning of every episode though 😓)

Teacups -> my toxic watertok trait is taking a banana bag™️ supplement packet + lemon juice + lemon lime mio and mixing it in with a big ol glass of water. helps when i'm super underhydrated. I also love matcha lattes with soy milk + cherry vanilla coke :)

Typewriter -> "my 'best' has not always looked the way i've wanted."

[someguyiguess]

the universe seems dedicated to preventing me from donating platelets goddamn. last week was admittedly my fault (high hemoglobin stemming from underhydrating) but this time oh my goddamn. i qualified no problem this time, my veins were good (they've been better but still they were good)

but then the person doing my needles fucked up the right arm, so they were like okay we'll do it one arm instead is that alright? and I was like yeah that works I'm here to do the donation after all, AND THEY FUCKED UP THE LEFT ARM WORSE!

now it hurts to move my arms and I'm still stuck with all these platelets.

[queerspacepunk]

the pervasiveness and assumed harmlessness of instructions/encouragements to "drink water" and "stay hydrated" when the idea that most people are de/underhydrated most or all of the time is a myth at best manages to be an example of body policing, (health) victim blaming, diet culture, ableism, denial of expertise and agency in one's own body AND scaremongering but if you try and say anything about it people will lose their fucking minds bc how dare i critique something as innocent and well-meaning as "drink water"? which uh, gotta say does kinda prove my point

[suriel]

Yesterday was amazing! My new sleepie pill/antidepressant is actually working as intended mostly, I had a zillion spoon, got so much done, felt amazing about myself.

So of course last night my sleep demon was back on its bullshit & I woke up with an overdid it/underhydrated headache & all I can muster the enthusiasm for is a couch day with the dogs & Bob Ross.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #334

Plans to go visit Ma today got canceled. He was supposed to call when he was all set for me to come over, but 2pm came and went, and I was feeling weird and sad all day since waking up (likely still reeling from being underslept, underfed, and underhydrated...), and I can't drive in the dark. We would have only had a couple hours to hang out because it gets dark at like 4:30pm at my house now, thanks to “Daylight Savings Time”.

Daylight Savings Time is a ridiculous concept by which people in my country arbitrarily turn the clocks back one hour on some random fucking day in November, only to turn them ahead again by one hour sometime in the spring. It disrupts everyone's sleep schedule, and because of it, we see an increase in things like strokes, heart attacks, and traffic accidents for the next three days after a clock change. It's awful and I wish we'd stop doing it.

I decided that the thing to do was make mac and cheese. So I made a box of mac and cheese, and had it with the leftover pumpkin soup and slow-roasted lamb leg I made. But... and you'll notice this, too, if you've been reading my letters... the packaging for the cheese sauce changed. And so did the noodles. The noodles are slightly shorter and no longer ridged.

I was wary at first; normally when companies change their products, it's not for the better. But... the new packaging was a little easier to squish the cheese out of because when I squished it, the packaging stayed squished instead of opening back up. The sauce... tasted a little better, actually. The noodles were noodles. Overall, I was pleasantly surprised that the changes resulted in a better experience overall.

...I floundered for most of the rest of the day. I didn't go anywhere or do anything other than talk to a handful of people. Though the conversation was extraordinarily pleasant with both of the people I spoke to today, I still feel empty and weird on the inside, at least for now.

I'd like to say that I don't know what's wrong with me, but I do. I didn't sleep properly for a number of consecutive days. I haven't been staying hydrated. I've not been eating consistently or in a particularly balanced fashion. I gotta do a little better.

I did look for a pumpkin brownie recipe for ya today, and I found several strong contenders. I gotta sort through and see which one I wanna try first. I also gotta go get the supplies. I'll need canned pumpkin puree, at very least. That, and probably some cocoa powder and some chocolate chips.

...The ribs are really bugging me today. Sheesh.

Oh. I also loaded up the video I took of yesterday's tea. I'm sorry that it took until today for me to post it up for ya. But... well. You're used to time travel by now, I'm sure. I imagine one day's worth isn't too big a deal for ya in the grand scheme of things.

...It's just a silly little video of some silly little tea with a silly little conversation with a silly little Mogwai. I'll probably make another one soon. I think tea swirls are neat. If you wanna hear the “conversation” well, you should plug in some earphones!

...I feel empty today. Like I lost something to me that's very important. I'm hoping that it's just the result of dropping the ball on my self-care, but I dunno. I have this feeling of dread and loss that I can't seem to shake. Maybe I just need more water and sleep...

Hey. I know you can't answer me, but... how are you feeling...? Are you doing any better over there? Have you found a nice place to sleep for a bit? Are you someplace warm and soft? Are you safe...? Are you well fed and well hydrated? Do you have healthy, wholesome, supportive company where you are? Do you get to see something pretty once in a while...?

...I know the trajectory of the third part of the story has been planned out. I know there's probably nothing more I can do for you. But still... I'm rooting for your safety. I'm rooting for you to come back home to us. We miss you, you know. We of my world, I mean. And those of yours, too, I'm sure.

Well. J wanted to hang out and watch me play some Chrono Cross. It'll be nice to see Janus. He killed a lot more people than you, but... still, he's doing pretty well now. Built himself a fulfilling and happy life, without hurting people. Here's hoping you do the same.

I love you. Please stay safe. I'll write again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[pinbones]

Actual people with degrees who do real healthcare: drink when thirsty, more in hot weather

Tumblr users who practice pseudoscience: b-b-but i massage people and have come to believe everybody on earth is underhydrated

[bjorkshire-pudding]

Monday.

Today's mood: Sad, overcaffeinated, underhydrated

Listening to a playlist that reminds me of what it was like to be 21

Throwing myself into work to try and distract me (it's not really working)

Wondering when I'll start to feel better

Wondering if I ruined one of the best things I had going for me

Maybe I should drink more water