recovering A is sitting outside with caretaker B. it’s a pleasant day, with mild weather and sunshine, and B figures that even though A’s still fairly weak, the fresh air will do them good. and for a while, it does seem to lift their spirits and bring a bit of color back in their pale cheeks.
A enjoys being outdoors at first, but despite their sweater and the heat of the afternoon sun, they’re barely warm at all.
suddenly, the sun darts behind a cloud, and A shudders.
“feeling alright?” B asks, brow furrowing.
“I’m okay.” A wraps their arms around themselves, trying to ignore the goosebumps that prickle down their spine, and wishes they’d brought out a blanket to tuck around them. I thought the sweater was enough, it’s not even that cold.
the sun returns a few minutes later, but it’s too late—A feels their frail body start to tremble, overcompensating for the slight change in temperature.
“A, you’re shivering.”
“Just got a chill, that’s all.” A hates the way their voice wavers, the way they can barely force the words out through their chattering teeth, the way their bones are suddenly, impossibly freezing, like someone dumped a bucket of ice water over their head.
B jumps up from their chair and instantly comes to A’s side, cursing softly. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have brought you out—“
“It’s fine, B. I wanted to come outside for a change.” Still, B helps them up and guides them inside to their chair, then covers their shivering frame with one blanket, then two, and begins to build up the fire in the small cabin.
“I’ll make you some tea, too, try and warm you up from the inside…” B’s voice trails off as they rustle around in the kitchen.
But A knows it’s no use from experience: they won’t truly stop feeling chilled until their hot bath tonight. And I can’t take my bath too early or else I’ll inevitably get cold some other stupid way, and I’m not making B run me two baths.
Recovering has been slow and frustrating, this part most of all. Why can’t their body maintain their temperature like it used to? Why are they so damn cold all the time?
They don’t realize they’re crying until they feel wipe away the twin tears on their cheeks, and they see B crouching to eye level. The concern on B’s face only makes A cry harder—they don’t want to be this weak, they didn’t used to be this way, they just want things to be better…
And they must say all that out loud, because now B’s arms are around them. “I know. I know it’s hard. We’ll get through this, A.”
There will be more blankets, and hot tea, and against A’s efforts, two baths. But in that moment, A’s never been more grateful for the warmth of B’s arms.
I will get through this.
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since i started spending more time learning about disability justice ive become way more understanding of people who say they love cold/hate heat because it finally clicked that some people are physically intolerant of heat the way i am of cold and experience negative symptoms. it was always just difficult to conceptualize that given that my only experience is of warm temperatures relieving the negative symptoms I experience in cooler temps! but it does seem like heat intolerance is more common by like 3 to 1 and people generally have very little understanding of why I need multiple layers and occasionally a handwarmer indoors.
all of which is to say they turned the AC back on at work, suffering destruction etc
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Disabled friends: I saw where someone bought an Oodie for winter to help with cold intolerance and they are super cute but v expensive. I found this one on Amazon, and it's steeply discounted if you want something similar but you're on a budget:
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Hyrule: Wild’s out of commission from that last fight, so someone else is going to have to prepare dinner tonight
Time: Right. I uh- I think it’s Legend’s turn
*later that day, at the cooking pot*
Sky: What are you making, Legend?
Legend: *deadpan* a mistake
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I get that everyone is for some reason excited that it’s a billion degrees but can everyone and their kids please shut the FUCK up I do NOT wanna hear your kids’ stupid fucking mouths or the gross dumb bass line to your shitty fucking music or your ugly pice of shit bike engine, and if I’m inside my home I should not have to!!!! Everybody seriously genuinely for real shhhhhh shut the fuuuuuck uuuuuuuuupp FUCK I hate summer so much sooooooooo so fucking much fuck summer fuck everything about it fuck
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We got a fresh dusting of laika crack today!
Perk of us doing the same route regularly is I know where the icy patches are pretty well even with them being mostly or completely hidden by the fresh powder. Torch also seems to have recognized the pattern and often starts offering excited heeling shortly before we get to an ice patch 💕 we haven't been getting crazy mileage in lately but have still been getting in our nice morning and evening walks, and I may be brave enough for a proper long walk tomorrow evening. Been feeling a lot better the past few days, I'd been in a mental health funk, and I'm sleeping better now as well, so my energy levels are recuperating finally
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one of the things that really sticks out to me about nirvana in fire is how in winter you can see everyone's breath during conversations. even indoors, which is probably somewhat realistic! people smarter than me have probably already talked about the snow/fire motifs that wind through the show but the additional way the cold is so present is really striking.
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