#transplant patient

[mental-health-advice]

I wish my father was dead. All he does is yell and scream and I don't have the money to move out even with my job because I'm a full time student who works part time and most of the money I make goes toward medical bills. He has verbally abused me ever since I was 2. I am terrified of him. It's worse because he's a cop and thinks he does nothing wrong. I try to tell him how I feel and he just yells more. He has an incurable and rare brain disorder that causes him pain but I dont care. I'm glad he's in pain because he deserves it. I wish the disease would just kill him. He hates that I'm queer and I so far up trump's ass you wouldn't believe it. I'm a transplant patient and he cares more about him comfort than my health. I hate being at home because he's retired now so he's always home ready to yell at me no matter how hard I try to please him. I wish he'd fucking die.

Hey there,

This sounds like a really difficult to be in.

You mentioned that your father has an incurable and rare brain disorder that causes him pain, I am not sure what he has been diagnosed with and nor am I a doctor, but is it possible that part of his brain disorder is him not having full control over his temper? Even if this is the case though, I know that this doesn’t change anything in regards to you feeling terrified of him, but if this is the case (in regards to his brain disorder) then it may help you to put into perspective that he doesn’t really mean what he is saying? Just a thought!

Being a transplant patient and having to live with an abusive father for whatever reason is never easy and especially as you cannot move out due to most of your finances going towards medical bills. But do you have any close friends you could possibly sleep over at or another family member when your father is being particular abusive (more so than he often is) so that you can have some respite from him? Having a break may be really helpful and will also enable you to look after yourself a bit as well and recharge your batteries.

Although I know personally how easy it is to wish for another person’s death, there are more practical things that you can be doing with your time, for example one idea may be to find some things you can do after work and when you are not busy studying to help keep you out of the house for a bit longer – like joining some kind of group perhaps.

I really hope that this has helped a bit and please do let us know if we can help to support you in any other way!

I’m thinking of you and hope that you are going well!

Take care,

Lauren

[thankstothe]

[sneckoil]

has anyone made the fic where wilson actually has to donate his liver to house

[respectthepetty]

Tul and Mew are dating! Ahhhhhhhh!!! I am soooo happy

Yeah yeah yeah. Two rich men are dating each other and Max dates women. Good for all of them.

NOW CAN I GET TRANSPLANT?!

Like we've already been knowing Mew and Tul were dating, so congratulations to them for stating it for the tenth time for people to believe them, but I still need Max and Tul to deliver me my Manner of Death sequel.

What do I need to do so I can get Max and Tul back on my screen making out in the shower with handcuffs? WHAT?! Tell me and I will do it. I deserve this!

[blackpearlblast]

Hi

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thank you for reaching out! i will also add this to my masterlist and pray for yusuf's safety and recovery.

yusuf really very dearly needs medical care that is not possible with the limited resources in gaza, all while his and his family's lives are at risk from the violence being visited by the israeli occupation. aside from the evacuation cost, they also need money to afford a kidney transplant for yusuf. this is so important so that yusuf can have the future he deserves, where he survives kidney failure and is reunited and can play again with his siblings who miss and are afraid for him. please share and donate if you can!

[the-unofficial-village-idiot]

Of course I'm thinking about house breaking his own hand when he was detoxing for a bet so he could focus on something other than his leg. Of course I'm thinking about his conversation with the self-harming, bulimic patient who accidentally destroyed her own heart. The patient asks if house wants her to cry and he shouts in response that he would, that he'd like any indication of whether she cares if she lives or dies. Of course I'm thinking about him lying to the transplant committee for her, putting his medical license on the line to save her life. The way this case seemed personal

[lannisterdaddyissues]

god why am i so fucking stupid. having adhd is truly a curse and i hate bearing it

[lifewithaview]

Sela Ward and Hugh Laurie in House (2004) The Mistake

S2E8

Chaos ensues after Chase's negligence leads to the death of a female patient. Now, after an inquiry from the hospital board, and a subpoena from the patient's brother, it's up to Stacey to protect Chase's career, as well as House's.

*At the beginning of the episode, Kayla's daughters tell her that Sally Ayersman has been teasing them, to which Kayla responds, "If Sally's mean to you again, I'm just gonna have to key her daddy's new convertible." However, later in the episode, House blackmails a surgeon into doing Kayla's liver transplant. The surgeon is a Dr. Ayersman, whose wife, getting an "anonymous" tip about her husband's cheating, decides to key his new convertible. In House's words, "Enough irony for us all."

[gaybd1]

I doubt anyone knows about this internationally but there’s a pretty big politician in Taiwan, a presidential candidate in the last election, who got in huge trouble for bribes and corruption, and he keeps being let out of jail on like US $2 million bail and being brought back to jail and rereleased on higher bail and it’s kind of hilarious

[todayisafridaynight]

sorry if you've already been asked this but what did you think about eiji in iw? like idk i feel like they were trying to recreate a masato and ichi moment without actually having any of the elements that made their relationship narratively compelling.

as a whole, i thought eiji was at least a nice 'how he wished things couldve been' for ichi in regards to masato, but still being independent enough from the masato comparison to stand on his own as a character (or at least as an antagonist. his actions wasn't what was reminding me he was a masato parallel, but more so ichi's insistence he help him). i think thats why ichi and eiji's relationship don't have the same 'elements' that make their relationship interesting like masato and ichi's

[thankstothe]

im so ill

[honeysuckle-venom]

Worrying is useless. I'll see a hepatologist as soon as we can get me an appointment; there's nothing I can do in the meantime and nothing urgent anyway. But. I'm still worried. My case is pretty extreme; it's unusual to have so many tumors, to have them in both lobes, and for them to be so large. I just watched a short video about hepatic adenomas (link here if you're curious lol) and it didn't tell me anything I didn't already know but. What I know is. Not great. Almost certainly the next step for me for trying to treat this is going to be weight loss. I'm significantly "overweight" and my last hepatologist wanted me on weight loss drugs, but I refused and wanted to see if going off the birth control would be enough. I'm still not willing to go on weight loss drugs, those scare the crap out of me, there's not nearly enough research about their long term effects. But I might have to look seriously at working with an anti-deit dietician and my therapist and my doctor to try to lose weight through diet and exercise without also losing my mind. And that terrifies me. I've had seriously disordered eating my whole life and currently deal with very fun eating issues that are like 50% eating disorder 50% food and health based OCD, and attempting intentional weight loss is likely to be very destabilizing if not outright deeply dangerous for me. But it might be the only thing standing between me and a liver transplant and uh...I do NOT want a liver transplant. Idk. This whole thing might be me catastrophizing; maybe it'll be fine, maybe there will be some other treatment like ablation or something similar I can do, maybe I'll try to lose weight and my therapist will help me through it and it won't be that destabilizing after all, maybe I'll be told there's absolutely no need for any kind of surgery let alone a transplant. I'm not a doctor, I don't know, maybe there are a million things I haven't considered or found in my own research. But from what I do know things seem...not great and very stressful right now.

[faofinn]

30. Patient 0

They’d booked an Airbnb, the whole family. Fao, Finn, Hars, Ely, Jess and Tai, as well as all the kids. They’d found this place in the Cotswolds, away from the hustle and bustle of London, and it was perfect. Loads of room, a cosy fireplace, all the essentials. They’d not been a able to get their Christmas work patterns sorted to spend it together, so they’d agreed on a week off together now the kids had broken up to enjoy being with the family. 

But Christmas time meant coughs and colds were rife, especially with young kids, and they’d quickly spread through the group, decimating their plans and soon reducing them to the Sick and the Well. Luckily the house they’d booked was big enough, and they were able to claim a part of it as a spot for those who had gotten sick to stay and be miserable whilst the others stayed busy trying to enjoy themselves. 

Of course Harrison was the first to succumb to it, far from surprising as a grizzly Levi had refused to be anywhere but his hip. With his immunosuppressants, any illness was so much worse, but it was also Harrison - a cold would be the end of the world, but pneumonia was just another day to work. 

Keeping a close eye on everything (and in contact with his consultant), he was happy enough to curl on the sofa with snacks and Disney films. 

Fao was next to join him, bringing Kieran along, just proof that Levi definitely was not sneaking into his brothers' room. Harrison felt beyond miserable, and couldn't help but grin as Fao joined him. The two curled up on the sofa together, the kids squished up with them. Harrison had his head in Fao's lap, pestering the other man to play with his hair - Fao couldn't lie down with his chest, so Harrison was simply making the best of a bad situation, was his excuse. He also drew the short straw with Harrison being the first one to fall and now in charge of the remote. 

Aristocats was the first film, of course it was, every song earning a rendition from Harrison, much to the kids' delight. It wasn't that unusual to hear Hars sing now, happy and content and stable for the first in a long while. It had been his favourite film as a child, the VHS one of his only possessions, and one he still had. Things were easily lost and stolen during all the moves and upheaval, but by sheer determination, he managed to keep it safe. 

Once he'd moved in with Steve, its place on the top of the list had only become more solidified, Steve coincidentally buying him a small stuffed cat. Of course with Harrison's history, Steve quickly joked he was O'Malley the Alley Cat, scrappy and street smart, willing to do whatever he needed to get what he wanted. And Fao ran with it, taking Hars to get his O'Malley tattoo on his 18th birthday. Somehow it had survived all the injuries and operations and scars, and he absently rubbed his hand across the ink. 

It was easy to forget where he'd come from, especially when he was feeling so rough and miserable, but he wouldn't change it for the world. Kieran had dozed off on top of him, and Harrison carefully stretched out for his phone and swiped his arm. 8.7. He knew he didn't need to check, not really, but since he'd been so unwell, he just couldn't help himself; he needed to make sure they were okay. 

Levi was curled into Fao, his hand curled around the loose fabric of his hoodie and snoring through a snotty nose. He sighed, settling back into Fao, happy both his kids were fine. 

"I'm sorry you got sick." He murmured to Fao. 

Fao hummed, his hand returning to Harrison’s hair. “Mm, it’s okay. Was bound to happen.” He said softly. “Doubt we’ll be the last, either.”

"We definitely won't be." He said softly, making a content noise at Fao's fingers in his hair. "God, that's nice."

Fao laughed, though it threatened to turn into a cough. “Careful, you’re married now.” He teased. “Kieran’s sugars okay?”

"Tai can have Ely." He brushed it off. "Yeah, he's doing well with them."

“Mm, good.”

"I feel fucking rotten." He admitted, voice a whisper. 

“I bet.” He murmured. “Can I get you anything?”

"You're meant to be sick too, not looking after me."

“I’m sick but I’m not dead, and I’m not immunocompromised either.”

He hummed. "I'm happy enough here, you’re helping."

“Mm, okay.” Fao murmured. “Who do you think is gonna be next? Finn?”

"Alfie. The three keep swapping beds. Finns been kicked out of yours so he should be safe." He joked. "Or maybe Jess, just for five minutes peace from him."

Fao laughed, setting off a cough. When he recovered, he sniffed. “So the germs came from your house, eh? I think it’ll be Finn or one of my kids, and if it’s Arthur then Ely won’t be long behind.”

"Levi was fine when we left." He protested weakly, though there was a flicker of mischief. "And I'm immunocompromised. I'm always gonna get ill. How can you be so mean to me?"

“I was gonna say it’s not my fault you’re immunocompromised, but it actually is.” Fao said lightly. 

Harrison stretched out. "Oh, yeah. All your fault."

“So rude of me.”

"How dare you save my life."

“Shocking behaviour. You’re just as much to blame for my chest sounding as shit as it does, though.”

"Sure, sure -" Harrison broke off coughing, finally stopping with a groan. He took a few moments to breath, his chest heaving. "Fuck's sake. I can't do this."

Fao frowned, reaching out for Hars. “Hey. You alright?”

Harrison nodded slowly, pushing himself more upright. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Just need to not be ill."

Fao rested a hand on his shoulder. “Careful.”

"I love the kids, I do, but they can keep their germs." He tried to joke.

“I know, as if it wasn’t bad enough working in a hospital.”

"Yeah, that's true." His frown faded as Levi stirred, his heart melting at his sleepy yawn. "Hey, Leaf. You okay?"

He rubbed his eyes with a closed fist and then his face on Fao's hoodie. "'m tired."

"I bet. Did daddy wake you up?"

He nodded, shuffling about again. "All the coughing."

"Oh, I'm sorry, kid. I didn't mean to."

Fao stroked a hand over his godson’s hair. “Go on, back to sleep, kid. We’ll try not to wake you up again, hmm?”

"Is daddy okay?" He stretched out, worry on his face.

“Your Daddy’s fine. He just had a bit of a cough.”

"We've all got coughs. And snotty noses." He nodded. "And sleepy."

“Cos we’re all poorly.” Fao said. “You have a snooze again.”

He settled back down. "Okay. Love you." 

Harrison grinned. "Love you too, Leaf."

“Sweet dreams, little one.”

"Oh, bless him." Harrison murmured. "I hate when they're ill, but he's so cute when he's snuggly."

“I know, until they won’t leave me alone. Beth would live in my pocket when she’s ill.”

"She might end up joining us by the end of the week."

“She probably will.”

"It does make me laugh."

“What does?”

"We come away on holiday, finally all have the time off together, and now we've been split up with patient zero over here." He shook his head. "So much for a big family gathering."

“God, I know. It’s sod’s law.”

"Not to sound like a stroppy kid, but it's not fair."

“You always sound like a stroppy kid, and then complain when yours are.” Fao teased. 

"Don't be rude to me, I'm sick."

“So am I.”

Harrison moved to settle against Fao again. "So be nice to me."

“Mm, no.”

"Ouch!"

“You love it really.”

He grinned up at him. "Yeah."

“Can’t complain.”

"Watch me."

Fao snorted. “Makes a change, not.”

"Don't laugh at me!" He protested with a laugh.

“Nope.”

There was a knock on the door, drawing both men's attention. Finn stood in the doorway, wrapped in an oversized hoodie and a blanket, and looking particularly miserable. 

"Shove over, let me join yous."

Fao grinned. “Welcome to quarantine.” He joked. “It’s got you too. Must be man flu, the girls are immune. Come join, Hars put Disney on, just don’t wake Levi or he’ll get mad.”

"It's not man flu, I'm dying." Finn said dramatically. "There's no room for me on the sofa." 

"Snooze you lose." Harrison laughed. "It's definitely man flu. Even the kids are boys."

[milgramenglish]

🌺 I’m so glad to see the development we have for Shidou’s storyline. It’s so much more grounded, suits MILGRAM better, and makes more sense. The fact that the fandom got his murder wrong is one of the best possible outcomes and has completely changed my opinion on him.

Since discovering the question is of whether or not ending life support for and donating the organs of braindead patients (probably children) is ethical & not “this guy is a murder surgeon who yoinks his victims’ innards” I no longer think of him as a cartoonish murderer whose crimes are honestly puzzling to consider bc how was he getting away with it?? I see him as a guy who Really thinks he is Really a murderer because a traumatic & life shattering event changed his view on his job.

It also makes the lyric “ethics are a delusion” much less funny and a lot more “this guy is questioning whether his job is literally even ethical or not.”

I think it explains his behaviour around children as well—he is a father who lost his children and believes he has killed many others as well. He feels regret & shame mixed with his paternal instincts.

I wonder if his wife and children were in some kind of accident and he was holding onto the hope that one of them would survive? That’s my current theory. Either way Shidou Kirisaki I am so sorry for calling your vibes rancid and saying you make me uncomfortable I’ve changed my mind literally entirely <3

[wetslug]

just wanted to get something off my chest no one b meanie 2 me pls

[keepmyeyesonthehorizon]

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