So many TV shows/movies depict the Epi Pen as a total solution for anaphylaxis...it's not. The Epi Pen gives you 30 minutes to get to a hospital where they can save your life. TV makes it look like you just have to use the Epi Pen and then the crisis is over. Do people without allergies or a loved one with allergies know that an Epi Pen only buys you time? The more I see this on TV the more I worry...
**Maybe you should reblog this because I'm actually worried that most people don't know.
unfortunately, discord continues to be the Worst Messaging Company Of All Time with its updates, and this time, its one that is not only a privacy violation, not only enabled by default, but ROLLED OUT SILENTLY, MEANING YOU MUST KNOW IT EXISTS TO TURN IT OFF.
i am talking about "clips", an exciting new feature /s that allows people to record you in voice chat without your knowledge or consent! Wow!
fortunately, you can turn this off, but its kinda shitty how they didnt tell you this existed at all, yeah?
settings > clips> the button should be clicked to turn it off
(note that it should be ON by default, you will have to click the button to turn it off)
thanks, discord, for Telling Us This Violating Setting Exists In An Update And Making Sure It Is Off By Default. /s.
This is really good so far. I look forward to reading the next part and would also like to be tagged in it please
Broken Heels (I / II)
Request: âThereâs a protective Dean and Sam some kind of thing. Theyâre friends with fem!reader, a shy and graceful girl. A long time ago the brothers took her in and a deep friendship was born. She only helps with research because she suffers from a heart failure, which leads to her being often dizzy nauseated and breathless. The brother care for her and always keep an eye out on her. Dean is secretly in love with her and vice versa. But neither of them admits it. One night Dean brings home some of his flings and the girl is really cruel to the readerâŚ. Reader spirals into a rabbit hole, taking the things the bitch said to her to heartâŚ. And shit hits the fan?! Some angst, drama and fluff, protective Winchesters.â - by anon
Word Count: 2,200
Warnings: side effects due to heart failure, language, bullying, mentions of blood, negative self-talk
A/N: Italics refers to flashbacks. I broke this request into two parts because it ended up being much longer than expected. I also re-used one of my previous drabbles as the first flashback in this fic. No beta, all mistakes are mine, please message me if you see any! Watercolor heart from the header image credit.
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âIâm not going to hurt you. I promise.â
You plaster yourself even further into the corner, the cement walls of the crevice youâre in cold against your sweaty skin. Your limbs are still shaking, trembling, in fact, an uncontrollable reaction to the fear still coursing through your veins.
âAre you injured?â
You assess yourself without moving, but your brain canât track anything.
His boot scrapes the ground as he repositions himself in a sitting position. The harsh sound almost makes you scream, and you shut your eyes tight.
âSorry,â he says quietly. You can see him out of your peripherals, his jean clad legs drawn up, bare arms resting on his knees, hands clasped together. Thereâs a dark red splash of blood on his leg and grime coating his forearms. He runs his hands through his short hair and lets out a deep sigh, but doesnât say anything else.
You donât know how much time passes as he sits there with you. Both of your feet fall asleep, the pins and needles biting up your ankles, reminding you that youâre still alive. You settle onto your bottom, letting the blood flow resume its normal route. By the time he speaks again, the rigidity has left most of your muscles.
âI remember the first time I saw a werewolf attack,â he gently starts. âI was ten. Followed my dad one night. Really wish I hadnât. I didnât even see the action, just the blood and bodies. Scared the hell out of me.â
You feel the tears run down your cheeks as you start crying, the full reality of what just happened finally hitting you.
âItâs okay if youâre scared. But I promise that Iâm not going to let anything happen to you. Iâm not going anywhere.â
A sob catches in your throat, and your shoulders shake alongside it.
âWhatâs your name?â
âY/N,â you manage to choke out.
âY/N, itâs good to meet you. Iâm Dean.â His hand extends into the hole youâre in, palm up. âLetâs get you out of here.â
So I can hopefully find this when I'm no longer pregnant with twins. This is good information
i learned that in August 2014 Womenâs Voices for the Earth commissioned testing of four types of Always menstrual pads, manufactured by Procter & Gamble. The certified laboratory STAT Analysis Corporation analyzed the products for volatile organic compound.
âThe results of the testing indicate that both scented and unscented Always pads emit toxic chemicals, including chemicals identified by the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services National Toxicology Program, the Agency for Toxic Substances and Disease Registry, and the State of California Environmental Protection Agency as carcinogens, and reproductive and developmental toxins. None of these chemicals are disclosed on the product by the manufacturer.â (x)