#woman holter

[tangocardiaca]

I'm sure Yoruichi would blush seeing Soi Fon like this. Original creator: BubbleTeeXL Source: https://www.deviantart.com/bubbleteexl/art/Soifon-Bleach-Thousand-Year-Blood-War-1124747220

[wally-b-feed]

[knightofleo]

Adrianne Lenker, Akini Jing, alva noto, Aphex Twin, Ariana Grande, Arooj Aftab, Art School Girlfriend, Astoria, Astrid Sonne, Ativin, AT-XYA, Barrie, Bat for Lashes, BbyMutha, BEA1991, Belén Aguilera, berlioz, Beth Gibbons, Beyoncé, Big Ever, Brimheim, BRONQUIO, The Bug, Burial, Caribou, Cassandra Jenkins, Charly Bliss, Cheekface, Chelsea Wolfe, Coined, Dawn Richard, The Deep, Dexter Colt, DjRUM, Douglas Dare, Drown, Enrico Demuro, Entrañas, Father John Misty, Fennec, Forest Swords, Fine, Footballhead, Floating Points, Four Tet, Fousheé, Gesaffelstein, Ghostly Kisses, Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Greg Mendez, Hakushi Hasegawa, Hana Vu, Hannah Elizabeth Cox, Henrik Lindstrand, The Horrors, Horse Jumper Of Love, Hour, Hovvdy, HUNJIYA, illuminati hotties, Ingrid Witt, James K, Jane Remover, Jeff Rona, Jessica Pratt, Joan As Police Woman, Joanna Sternberg, Joe Goddard, Julia Holter, Julia Kent, Julieta, Kali Uchis, KAYTRANADA, Keeley Forsyth, KETTAMA, Kim Gordon, Laryssa Kim, Lip Critic, Lisa Gerrard, Lonnie Holley, Loren Kramar, Macseal, Magdalena Bay, Maria Chiara Argirò, Martha Skye Murphy, Masayoshi Fujita, Matthew Bourne, meg elsier, Memphis LK, Meth Math, MJ Lenderman, Moor Mother, Mustafa, Naomi Sharon, Nicolas Jaar, Nicole Miglis, Nilüfer Yanya, Oklou, Oliver Coates, Orcas, Or:la, Otha, Poe, Prins Thomas, Priori, Rafael Anton Irisarri, Ravyn Lenae, Raia Was, Real Lies, Remi Wolf, Richie Culver, Robert Owens, Rosa Anschüts, Rose Gray, Saya Gray, Selvagia, Silly Silky, Skeleten, Smerz, Spencer Zahn, St. Vincent, SUN ORGAN, Susanna, They Are Gutting a Body of Water, Tristan Arp, TSHA, Two Shell, Ty Dolla Sign, underscores, Verde Prato, Vitesse X, Waxahatchee, Wishy, Yan Wagner, Yasmin Williams, YHWH Nailgun, Zsela, 1-800 GIRLS

2023, 2022, 2021

[pearlydewydrops]

Press Color (1979), Darning Woman (2024), Kagayaki (2014), Tommy airline (2004), Is This Desire? (1998), American Football (1999)

my music for the year (january-june) <3

crumbling - mid air thief

you will never know why - sweet trip

loud city song - julia holter

dots and loops - stereolab

kagayaki - masakatsu takagi

darning woman - anastasia coope

cats in the cold - mage tears

two star and the dream police - mk.gee

press color - lizzy mercier descloux

the glow pt. 2 - the microphones

finally we are no one - múm

by the time i get to phoenix - injury reserve

hours were the birds - adrianne lenker

my classics (always and forever)

is this desire? - pj harvey

self titled - american football

blue - joni mitchell

T H E - tricot

smash the system: singles and more - saint ettienne

night time, my time - sky ferreira

reading, writing and arithmetic - the sundays

tommy airline - tommy february6

wild is the wind - nina simone

pure heroine - lorde

0 - ichiko aoba

[ruinedholograms]

(2016-2019)

• Solange - A Seat At The Table

• Angel Olson - My Woman

• Andy Stott - Too Many Voices

• Suzanne Ciani + Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith - Sunergy

• David Bowie - Nothing Has Changed

• Oneohtrix Point Never - Good Time

• Tim Hecker - Love Streams

• The Knife - Live At Terminal 5

• Visible Cloaks - Lex

• Tashi Wada + Yoshi Wada + Julia Holter - Nue

• Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith - Ears

• Galcher Lustwerk - Information

• Roy Montgomery - Headquarters

• Tim Hecker - Konoyo

• Demdike Stare - Wonderland

• Visible Cloaks + Yoshio Ojima + Satsuki Shibano - Serenitatem

• Ryuichi Sakamoto - Plankton

• Daniel Lopatin - Uncut Gems

[afdinonug]

What If Joel Left Ellie On The Operating Table?

What If Things Were Different - Chapter 2 - Airfried_DinoNug - The Last of Us (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]

What If Things Were Different - What If Joel Left Ellie On The Operating Table? - Wattpad

April 28, 2034

Joel opened his eyes in a hurry. The scent of iodoform, a fragrance found in soaps and cleaners, filled his nose. The last thing Joel remembered was preforming CPR on Ellie after she drowned. 

"Ellie!" Joel yelled panicked. He stood up, ignoring the throbbing pain in his head.

"She's safe. They are prepping her for surgery now." Marlenes voice echoed in what appeared to be an old hospital room.  Joel violently turned his head to look at Marlene. "How did the two of you manage to find us here? The guys we had stationed at the capitol building that you were supposed to meet up with went MIA. I'm going to assume since Tess isn't with you and that my guys are missing, things went south." Marlene looked down at the ground. Sorrow encapsulated her. 

"Well, aren't you so smart." Joel regretted accepting this run just for some guns. He regretted not protecting Tess even more. He regretted not leaving Boston when he had a chance. "Ellie, she...she fought like hell to get here, to help you with your hope of a cure. Don't let her down." Joel now standing up, brushed the debris off his pants. His gear and coat were lying on the raggedy hospital bed. He swiftly grabs his coat and pulls it over his arms. It's the end of April, spring was here, flowers were blooming but it was raining almost every day. He pulls his backpack over his right shoulder and starts to head for the door.

"Don't you at least want your payment?" Marlene was talking about the guns. The guns only Tess had saw. How was Joel supposed to know if they were all there.

"Fuck it. You keep em. This was a waste of my time." Joel reached for the doorknob only for it to be opened from the outside. A younger male figure stood in his way. He was armed and looked to be muscular. "Watch out Hulk, you might tear your shirt." Joel noticed how the man looked to be wearing a shirt two sizes too small for him.

"Ethan, please escort him so he can see the payment in the upper floors." Marlene nodded at the man standing in Joels way.

"Of course, ma'am'" At least Hulk Hogin had manners Joel thought. Joel unwilling obliged. Falling in Ethans footsteps they walked to the 7th floor of the rundown hospital. This part of the hospital looked like it was routinely cleaned every day since the start of the outbreak. Joel could see people in scrubs walking around in front of Ethan and him. As both men walked further down the corridor, Joel could hear a series of beeps growing louder. He saw a woman walking out of an old operation room. 

As he walked behind Ethan, Joel stopped dead in his tracks. He looked into the operation room full of surgeons and nurses. Ellie was hooked up to a series of random machines. Joels eyes flicked over to the Holter Monitor Ellie was hooked up, her heartbeat was so strong. He questioned whether he should actually leave Ellie here. Marlene wouldn't have had joel bring Ellie here is she wasn't safe, right? Joel fulfilled his promise to Tess, he brought Ellie here, but by doing that it got Tess killed.

"She's doing humanity a great service. She'll be remembered by everyone for years." Ethan was now standing behind Joel looking into the operating room as well.

"Remembered? What do you mean remembered?" Joel turned to face Ethan. By the look on Ethans face, Joel knew what he meant.

"The Cordyceps mutated in her brain. The only way to extract it is for her to die." Ethan looked worried, afraid Joel would retaliate. Fucking Marlene, knowing an innocent child would have to die. "It's the only way to save humanity. We can't go around infecting everyone just to see if there's an off chance someone else is immune." Ethan was hoping to convince Joel not to do anything hasty, but Joel didn't need to be convinced. He wanted this girl and all of the fireflies involved in this operation out of his life.

"I'm leaving." Joel muttered as he turned around and went back the way they came. Ethan stood frozen in place, baffled that Joel didn't care about Ellie in the slightest. Joel walked down all 7 flights of stairs and past Marlene, whose hands were on her resting on her hips. Marlene watched as Joel left through the hospital's double doors, never to look back.

August 2045

Harmonic sounds of windchimes seep through the rooms of a homestead. The house is empty, no people are rustling around inside of it. A shadow moves past a window in the kitchen. Outside the back door of the house lies an enclosed space, hording a flock of sheep. A man appears to be walking out of a storage hut inside the cage. He walks out of the cage and walks towards the homestead. As he walks closer, he stops and grips the bucket he was holding, tighter.

"What the hell could you possibly want, Marlene?" The man sneered at the woman on the porch. He walks forward towards the porch.

"It's a beautiful place you have here Joel." Marlene is sitting on the porch's glider. Joel sets the bucket on the steps and leans against the railing facing Marlene.

"You got your damn cure, and the world is perfect. Cut to the chase, what warrants you coming to my house? I'm done with the fireflies." He was furious that Marlene would think it was okay to bother him after all he did for her.

"It didn't work Joel." No, she has to be lying. It's been 11 fucking years. 11 years since Ellie died...11 years since Tess died.

"Bullshit Marlene. I have seen one damn infected in 4 fucking years." Joel hoped she was lying because if she wasn't that meant Ellie's death would have been for nothing.

"I'm sorry Joel. I believed it was going to work, we all did but it just didn't." Marlene was looking down at her feet. She stood up and pulled her shirt up to her ribs. On her stomach was a bite mark. judging on how far the spreading went across her stomach she only has a few hours left.

"Jesus Marlene." Joel never really cared for Marlene but felt compassion that she was suffering.

"It mutated. It didn't cure the Cordyceps, it fucking mutated it." Marlene let her shirt hem drop back down. She looked up at Joel who had aged since the last time they spoke. "Before, there were runners, clickers and bloaters but now...now there's ones that can see your heart beating in your chest, ones that eat clickers Joel."

[post-sincerity]

I listen to a lot of music. A lot. Far too much. It's unhealthy. My proof is my RateYourMusic page: MordoGoodIGuess. I hate that website, but it's fine.

I also write a lot. And read a lot. And read and write about music a lot.

Which is why I can say that I think TTPD is genuinely horrendous from a writing perspective. The writing on that album is not self-aware, deep, or even some weird, surrealist marvel. It is the expression of otherwise shallow emotions in a way that no person would actually express them (unless they were so divorced from other humans due to exorbitant wealth and dissociating from society...like Taylor Swift). Not only that, but the lyrics are largely disingenuous, self-aggrandizing, and, again, demonstrate a complete lack of self-awareness (something that Taylor has actually demonstrated before!!!!).

I took far more than 2 seconds to understand the creative choices Swift and Antonoff make on that record. I fucking marinated in that shit.

Mind you, this is all the opinion of a likely-neurodivergent, lower-middle-class transfem writer and music producer: a demographic which is not entirely within Taylor's primary fanbase of privileged cis white women (though I am a fairly privileged white woman, ultimately). If you like the album, good on you; but to demean the intelligence of those who don't is genuinely disgusting and downright laughable.

Aside from that though, here's a list of female songwriters, cis and trans, who are far better and more intellectually stimulating that you could check out instead of Taylor Swift:

Annie Clark (St. Vincent)

Adrianne Lenker (Big Thief and her solo work)

Liz Fraser (Cocteau Twins and my namesake)

Ichiko Aoba

Fiona Apple

Trish Keenan (Broadcast, RIP)

Victoria Legrand (Beach House)

Laura Marling

PJ Harvey

Amy Winehouse (RIP)

Lauren Auder

Laufey

Jane Remover

Elliebell

J (Glass Beach)

Helen Ballentine (Skullcrusher)

All of the Boygenius members

Linda Perhacs

My friend Lua Trilogy!

Karly Hartzman (Wednesday)

Sheena Ringo

Haley Heynderickx

Tujiko Noriko

Vivi (STOMACH BOOK)

Angel Olsen

Kristin Hayter (fka Língua Ignota, now Reverend Kristin Michael Hayter)

Chelsea Wolfe

Janis Joplin (RIP)

Diane Cluck

L'Rain

Julie Byrne

Julia Holter

Nia Archives

Pinkpantheress

Roxy Radclyffe

Jessica Bailiff

Aaliyah (RIP)

April Harper Gray (underscores)

Arlo Parks

Indigo de Souza

Julee Cruise (RIP)

SOPHIE (RIP)

Arca

Hope Sandoval

Katie Dey

Sidney Gish

Marika Hackman

Katie Gately

Julia Jacklin

Diamanda Galas

Kara Jackson

Natalie Rose LeBrecht

AND TRUST ME WHEN I SAY THERE'S A LOT MORE!!!

Don't let Taylor have a chokehold on your perception of female songwriters.

this is the best album release of all time because where else are you going to get unironic takes like this and then even get a few hundred people to agree with it

[genfagloser]

the other day i called a pathology clinic to organise a holter monitor test (24hr heartrate monitor thing) and the woman on the phone told me to make sure my chest was shaved. delighted to learn that, over the phone, i sound like i would have chest hair. disappointed to announce theres nothing to shave. in fact she may not even realise im the same person as who was on the phone because im Litol

[alotofboring]

New Music Friday II, March 22

[crimsun-n-clover]

why are medical professionals all professional cunts

went to the cardiologist today for my probable POTS and was so close to just MAULING these bastards

first nurse was alright. respected my autism (bare fucking minimum) and warned me before doing things. immediately made a bad impression though because she walks in and goes “i’m gonna have to ask you to take your headphones off and be in the moment with me” and i said “too autistic for that” and she was cool with it. as if that fucking matters? even people who are just prone to anxiety shouldn’t be questioned for their sensory aids. it’s not about disrespect, but now it sure fuckin is. i don’t need to “be in the moment” with you. i’m listening. neither of us want to be here so don’t pull that shit and make it worse.

she leaves and in comes a new enemy

she’s this scrawny, balding west asian woman. she keeps doubting me and asking me to describe basic symptoms in ridiculous ways as if they don’t happen constantly daily. she kept insisting that i took lexapro as a beta blocker when i took it for depression. we had holter monitor test results and she says “whatever that is” girl. you are a nurse practitioner working under a cardiologist. i’m gonna fucking kill you. i’d react like a normal person to her incessant bullshit and she’s raise her voice and cut me off and talk down to me like i’m fucking crazy. i tell her that my therapist and psychiatrist think it’s POTS and my primary care doctor is a piece of shit who thinks i’m faking everything so he doesn’t count. and she goes “well they’re not doctors are they” in the bitchiest tone. NO? THATS WHY IM HERE. quit doubting me you rabid cunt.

if i weren’t me and heard someone describing my symptoms i’d be like “holy shit you’re dying” but nooo

third one comes in and he’s the actual cardiologist. the second bitch stands behind him guarding the door. it looked like a little kid calling for backup. anyway. this guy sucked significantly less but felt the need to describe that anxiety is normal and that ohhh it could be your thyroid or anemia

next person who says “thyroid” dies by my blade

i have blood labs that say all that shit is fine and i’ve been dealing with this for FIVE YEARS and now it’s getting bad enough that i’m collapsing. this isn’t my fucking thyroid. you’d think after FIVE YEARS of treatment and solutions and therapies and even a FUCKING WITCH DOCTOR someone would’ve figured out something was up with my thyroid. and they did and it’s FIXED NOW.

anyway. i now have a heart monitor strapped to my chest for the next month and i’m seeing the cunts again in six weeks. it’s not waterproof, just water resistant. i have to carry around a bigass android phone that’s connected to it to report when i feel symptoms. i can’t turn the brightness down.

because of the heart monitor i’m gonna have to stop doing at least half of my heathen shit.

they’re getting live reports and flags of cardiac activity so. i’d assume no sex, no caffeine (or at least not the 300 milligram miracle cure i usually take), nothing thrilling, whatever. just kill me at this point. that’s all i care about. who am i if i’m not high, getting off, or stealing shit??

just strap me to that fuckin tilt table and get the torture out of the way so i can rip this fuckin thing off of me ffs

[tangocardiaca]

I was chilling out at pixiv and suddenly I saw this. Nico Robin is indeed beautiful flower among anime ladies. Nico, why are you clutching your chest? Are you having an arrhythmia? We'll need to prepare defibrillator to cardiovert you then. Original creator: One AI Art Source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/119247046 Been a while since I used someone's picture to edit it. I forgot to credit an original creator XD

[docrotten]

MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE (1986) – Episode 245 – Decades Of Horror 1980s

“You leave here without punching out… and you ain’t never gonna have to punch out again, Bubba.” Who are you calling Bubba, Bubba? Join your faithful Grue Crew – Chad Hunt, Bill Mulligan, Crystal Cleveland, and Jeff Mohr – as they check out Maximum Overdrive (1986), Stephen King’s one and only stint in the director’s chair. All the boxes are checked: story by, screenplay by, and directed by Mr. King. This should be good, right? Right?

Decades of Horror 1980s Episode 245 – Maximum Overdrive (1986)

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Decades of Horror 1980s is partnering with the WICKED HORROR TV CHANNEL (https://wickedhorrortv.com/) which now includes video episodes of 1980s and is available on Roku, AppleTV, Amazon FireTV, AndroidTV, and its online website across all OTT platforms, as well as mobile, tablet, and desktop.

 A group of people try to survive when machines start to come alive and become homicidal.

  Writer/Director: Stephen King (based on the short story “Trucks” by)

Music by: AC/DC

Selected Cast:

Emilio Estevez as Bill Robinson

Pat Hingle as Bubba Hendershot

Laura Harrington as Brett Graham

Yeardley Smith as Connie

John Short as Curtis

Ellen McElduff as Wanda June

Frankie Faison as Handy

Leon Rippy as Brad

Christopher Murney as Camp Loman

J. C. Quinn as Duncan Keller

Holter Graham as Deke Keller

Barry Bell as Steve Gayton

Pat Miller as Joey

J. Don Ferguson as Andy

Giancarlo Esposito as Videoplayer

Stephen King (cameo) as ATM man

Tabitha King as 1st Woman (uncredited)

Marla Maples as 2nd woman

A cult favorite, Stephen King’s Maximum Overdrive may be remembered more for the iconic “Green Goblin” killer truck and the awesome AC/DC soundtrack than the film itself. Admit it. The film is a mess but in a so-bad-it’s-good sort of way. Goofy hijinks and silly shenanigans abound as Emilio Estevez struggles to save a small group of survivors trapped in the Dixie Boy truck stop. While the film is complete bunk, it remains a fun ride to revisit occasionally. Or, not.

At the time of this writing, Maximum Overdrive is available for streaming from Tubi and PlutoTV, and as PPV from multiple sources. It is also available on physical media in standard Blu-ray format from Lionsgate’s Vestron Video Collector’s Series.

Every two weeks, Gruesome Magazine’s Decades of Horror 1980s podcast will cover another horror film from the 1980s. The next episode’s film, chosen by Jeff, will be Nomads (1986), an oft-mentioned, oft-requested movie featuring Lesley-Anne Down, Pierce Brosnan, Mary Woronov, Adam Ant, and a wild, twisting story.This should be a good discussion!

Please let them know how they’re doing! They want to hear from you – the coolest, grooviest fans – so leave them a message or comment on the Gruesome Magazine Youtube channel, on the Gruesome Magazine website, or email the Decades of Horror 1980s podcast hosts at feedback@gruesomemagazine.com.

Check out this episode!

[thefree-online]

Sasha faces 10 years in jail for anti-war stickers – now she’s being starved

The case against protester Sasha Skochilenko shows how the Russian criminal justice system is often broken by insane wartime laws and far-right nationalism. from thefreeonline on 19th Oct 2023 by Sergey Smirnov at Open Democracy In the Petersburg courtroom, a woman in a green sweater stands behind bars. She holds a special tool for measuring heart activity in one hand: a Holter monitor. Her…

[tangocardiaca]

This user is awesome. He gave Makoto The Queen Of Hearts a sweet tachycardia. Can someone bring defibrillator? We'll have to perform cardioversion.

A request from @tangocardiaca, Makoto Niijima’s fast heartbeat and portable holter monitor. 🫀🫀💗💗

(Original artist: SonicHeroXD)

[twinsfawn]

take your silver spoon / dig your grave