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one-time-i-dreamt · 1 year
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Instead of coal, Santa gave the bad kids COVID and the next super wave of the pandemic started. He had to go on the news and reveal himself to apologize as the good kids also got crazy sick.
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The Biden administration on Friday proposed tighter limits on the online prescription of some medications, including the attention deficit hyperactivity disorder drug Adderall and highly addictive opioids such as oxycodone, a partial reversal of policy changes made during the coronavirus pandemic.
The new regulations, which would require health care providers to have at least one in-person visit with patients before prescribing or refilling certain drugs, would take effect after the public health emergency for Covid ends on May 11, the Drug Enforcement Administration said in a statement.
The proposal will undergo a 30-day period of public comment, after which the D.E.A. will issue a final rule, the agency said.
Heads up: If you started testosterone (a schedule III controlled substance) via telehealth during the pandemic and you've never seen your provider in person, the Biden administration is probably going to fuck you over later this year.
Go to the link below for more info:
There is a link at the bottom you can follow to submit a comment on the proposal (but at this time the link doesn't appear to be working, for me at least).
Edit to update:
It has been pointed out to me that the MSN article above misrepresents the DEA proposal on telehealth regulations; the proposal is NOT a ban.
Please check out the most recent reblog of this post and the link below for clarification on the proposal:
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dhampiravidi · 3 months
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kool-aid: the zenith of society
It would be just her luck to be in one of the biggest cities in the US when the world ended. Everyone knew about the Colorado town that had fallen ill & then there was the chemical spill in the Mississippi, but people forgot about the 1st & of course, the government claimed to be fixing the 2nd tragedy. Next, the country fell sick. When other countries reported that their citizens were showing similar symptoms & dying, it became clear to the public that there was a problem. It was like all the other international crises: conspiracy theories, celebrities making social media posts, public service announcements...
Until certain people got powers & 75% of the world had died. All of a sudden, the global panic that already existed skyrocketed. Los Angeles definitely was impacted, seeing as how there were fires, looters & screaming everywhere. The hospitals were filled to capacity. & Jas needed food. She & her roommates had been sharing their last few snacks & bottled water (thank goodness they'd stocked up when they had), but then it turned out that Adrienne had been sneaking out to see her boyfriend (despite their quarantine agreement). Suddenly she was sick. Nancy followed soon after, since they shared a room. Jas tried her best to stay in her room, unable to fly out to see her parents (not like LAX would be safe anyway). Two days later, she realized she was hydrokinetic when she took a shower.
Anyway, Jas had packed a backpack with bottled water, a small First Aid kit, two books, a handheld notepad, all the cash she had left & her phone charger (actual cellphone held in her sweatshirt pocket). She had read about some kind of government or volunteer (unclear which) convoy going around, trying to help survivors by providing clean water, transportation & food. It was supposed to be going through the city, a 20-minute drive from her apartment.
Well, after getting into a car crash that sprained her non-dominant wrist, she had to walk alongside the freeway. She ended up in whatever area, tired but proud of herself. & all of a sudden, someone was poking a switchblade in her face, demanding her stuff. Jas froze, tears streaming down her cheeks as she quietly pleaded with them. Her powers couldn't help her; what were a few tears supposed to do?
@meepiedeepie
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the-collector-blog · 1 year
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Famine. Plagues.
Severance was made shortly after the COVID-19 pandemic. Many things during the pandemic are surreal, and parts of Severance evoke the same feeling.
Employees must wash their hands 10 times a day. Departments are isolated in order to contain pathogens. Soap is just weird.
Everything is so empty. Mark's neighborhood, Baird Creek, "never really filled up," and beside it is a massive graveyard. (On Irving's map of Kier, PE, almost all of the severed employees he marked live right by cemeteries.)
Lumon Industries and Kier Eagan are all about perfecting and curing people and the world. Lumon started as a medical company and still seems to be, at least to some extent. Dentistry, medicine, neurosurgery; they were recruiting pharmacology and psychology college students. Mark and Irving's license plates show Kier's face and, instead of a state name, "remedium hominibus". Latin for "cure for mankind". Lumon wants to "save the world".
Kier was sick as a boy, but healed. Dylan's Eagan bingo cards listed "picture of a boy with rickets"- some part of the Eagan history (or Kier's personal history) included rickets. Illness. Everything at Lumon is about "healing".
There is a lot of weird stuff about food, inside and outside of Lumon. At Devon and Ricken's "dinner" party, they don't eat at all. Patton's "friend in Lima hasn't had a food-based dinner event in-" some significant amount of time. Their guests have discussions about food vs. life. The Kier song that Harmony sings says that he "brings the bounty to the plains".
Dylan's theory might've be a little off, but I honestly think he is very close. "Shit must've gotten pretty bad out there. Famine. Plagues."
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hidefdoritos · 7 months
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As an individual, I get congested pretty often. I've had COVID three times and pneumonia once, and my allergies have always been bad, and the weather's changing. I usually feel worst in the morning.
My sleepy brain then has to decide whether I'm Sick, whether I still need to drag myself to classes and work (yay, capitalism), or whether I'm gonna be fine in the next 10 minutes. I have trouble with bodily sensations too. So I've finally developed a first-thing-in-the-morning test to help me figure stuff out.
DISCLAIMER: This isn't medical advice. Don't ignore the pandemic. Your mileage may vary.
I check my temperature first just to get a baseline. My ears and throat usually feel the worst. I run the sink as hot as it goes, soak a washcloth, wring it just a little, and hold it over one ear (this is called a hot compress). I fill a cup with hot water and drink the whole thing. I switch to the other ear and drink more water if my throat still hurts.
I lie down on my back and play on my phone for a few minutes, feeling my ears and sinuses draining. Then I eat a granola bar. If I end up needing meds, I'll want food with it, and the chewing helps wiggle stuff loose. I grab one of those cinnamon candy discs, which work better for me than any cough drop, and lay down on my front to see if I cough up any gunk. The cinnamon also helps clear my airways. Tilting head side to side helps with sinuses draining.
From there I can make a more accurate judgment. For instance, today I slept through classes, so I know I'm not doing great. My temp is normal, so I'm probably not fighting an infection yet. My sinuses drained well and my throat feels way better. I only coughed up a little gunk. My ears are still pretty plugged. I'll take a few meds for that. Since I'm not dead, I'll need to go to work in a few hours. I load trucks, so I'll inform my supervisors and stay far away from other people today.
Anyway, I hope y'all are doing better than me healthwise. Again, this isn't medical advice. Don't ignore the pandemic. Don't ignore how you feel. If you're also in a situation where you gotta soldier on, I hope this helps you deal with your symptoms.
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look i didnt cope well with covid and lockdowns and stuff and i turned to a lot of different things to keep me vibing somewhat normally but i think my favorite coping mechanism was the aesthetic pinterest board i created for my emotions titled "Apocalypse Aesthetic"
its actually really interesting to see how my brain was functioning in the worst times through what i thought reflected the state of the world
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like idk
its just cool how i picked up something dumb like an aesthetic pinterest board and just decided to go to town with making it an accurate reflection of what i felt the world was like at the time
and it was something i added to when i was feeling like i needed to get stuff out of my head? and its like? not depressing as it could have been?
and now looking back on it
its like im an archeologist digging through the history i lived through
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historias-multorum · 1 year
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//monmuses writes muse stuff that involves the pandemic, and on top of that she doesn't even provide trigger tags for the subject matter
TW: Pandemic mention
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Okay look. I saw what the anon said and I saw her response to it. She's right: If you have a problem with something someone's doing or you see something wrong, you go to them DIRECTLY. Not a passive aggressive anonymous ask- DIRECTLY.
That's the problem with the RPC, folks would rather cause drama and dance around the issue verses actually talking to one another.
Right now anon, tattling to me does nothing like- that's your beef with them not mine. I mean the worst I'd do is just unfollow and stop talking to them but even then that solves nothing because it's just he said she said tattle tales.
If you're the same anon that went to them and now to me? You seriously need to work out the issues yourself cause I'm not gonna hound people based on he said she said.
Now if you got a problem with what I said then I'd suggest you come to me off anon. Otherwise if you come back again I' m telling you now, your ask will get deleted. I don't have time for such nonsense.
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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 years
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I accidentally created another pandemic and everybody I knew would constantly make passive aggressive comments to me about it.
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I'm legitimately wondering how long it will be before I lose access to HRT.
I see my provider by telehealth and the only reason he was able to prescribe my testosterone without first seeing me in person is because that requirement was waived due to the pandemic.
I'm lucky in that, if necessary, I can be in Atlanta, Asheville, or Charlotte in under three hours.
It shouldn't be necessary.
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Was wondering whether Norman Price would've worn a mask for any of the pandemic and concluded that Dilys wouldn't allow it cause she's heard they're putting microchips in the masks
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wearejericho · 1 year
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// hello! c*vid is still kicking my fucking ass. my fever is coming and going. but i can finally sleep. and eat a little bit. 
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might write a couple things now, or later. i have so many things to write. i’m excited. i just wish i felt well enough to do them. 💔
feel free to check out my memes and opens, as always!
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::ooc:: so, I caught COVID
I was safe the whole time, I didn’t catch it before, not even dad and sister caught it until last night ugh
Is not so bad, so far but, I feel like shit 😑
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paradoxesofgalaxies · 2 years
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Early on in the pandemic, i had to go to the dentist to have a tooth pulled. At the time, multiple cavities were pointed out but I didn't have insurance or anything so that got put off.
And now, over two years later, my teeth have only gotten worse. I know I need a lot of work done on my teeth, but luckily they don't really cause any pain.
Which is good bc I'm still not comfortable going to a dentist. Especially now that most people have stopped caring about covid. Since I can't remained masked, it's not a risk I'm willing to take.
I've been waiting and hoping that things would improve enough to lower the risk, but, if anything, it's only getting worse. And now that monkey pox is running rampant with most people believing it's a sexually transmitted "gay" disease, the risks are so much higher.
And so I watch my teeth get worse and worse, just hoping nothing will start to hurt.
And I'm so angry that two years later things have only gotten worse and that most people have stopped taking any precautions. At the grocery store, only a handful of people are wearing masks. People crowd together leaving no distance from one another. And our government continues spreading lies.
I once had hope that this would get better. That if i waited long enough it would eventually be safe enough to resume care. But that hope has dwindled away and I can no longer see an end to this.
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im watching a show set in the beginning of covid and i forgot how gosh diddly dang traumatizing the whole thing was and how optimistic we were at the beginning that we'd all be okay and not mentally screwed up in the head and now it's two years later and im sitting here like
dang
remember when i trusted people in authority??? dang.
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babyitsmagic · 2 years
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i’ll be testing tomorrow but looks like ya girl’s got COVID
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azuremist · 11 months
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“Unfinished Painting” — Keith Haring
This painting was left intentionally incomplete. Haring began it when he was dying due to complications from AIDS, and knew he didn’t have much time left. The piece represents the incomplete lives of him and many others, lost to AIDS during the crisis.
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“AIDS Memorial Quilt” — Multiple
This quilt is over 50 tons heavy, and one of, if not the, largest pieces of community folk art. Many people who died of AIDS did not receive funerals, due to social stigma and many funeral homes refusing to handle the deceased’s remains, so this was one of the only ways their lives could be celebrated. Each panel was created in recognition of someone who died due to AIDS, typically by that person’s loved ones.
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“Untitled” (Portrait of Ross in L.A.) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres
This pile of candy weighs the same amount as Gonzalez-Torres’ partner, Ross Laycock, did. Ross Laycock had died due to AIDS-related complications earlier that same year. Visitors who see this piece are encouraged to take some of the candy. As they do so, the pile of candy weighs less and less, like how AIDS had deteriorated the body of Ross Laycock.
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The SF Gay Men's Chorus
This photo was taken in 1993. The men in white are the surviving original members. Every man in black is standing in for an original member who lost their lives to AIDS.
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“Electric Fan (Feel it Motherfuckers); Only Unclaimed Item from the Stephen Earabino Estate, 1997” — John Boskovich
After the death of his lover, Stephen Earabino, from AIDS, Boskovich discovered that his family had completely cleared his room, including Boskovich’s own possessions, save for this fan. An entire person, existence and relationship had been erased, just like so many lives during the AIDS crisis. Boskovich encased the fan in Plexiglass, but added cutouts so that its air may be felt by the viewer, almost like an exhalation. In a sense, restoring Earabino’s breath.
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“Blue” — Derek Jarman
This was Jarman’s final feature film, released four months before his death from AIDS-related complications. These complications had left him visually impaired, able to only see in shades of blue. This film consists of a single shot of a saturated blue color, as the soundtrack to the film described Jarman’s life through narration, intercut with the adventures of Blue, a humanization of the color blue. The film's final moments consist of a set of repeated names: “John. Daniel. Howard. Graham. Terry. Paul". These are the names of former lovers and friends of Jarman who had died due to AIDS.
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“Untitled” (Perfect Lovers) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres
Created by the same man who created the previous untitled piece, this piece was also inspired by his lover’s deterioration and death due to AIDS. This piece consists of two perfectly alike clocks. Over the course of time, one of the clocks will fall out of sync with the other.
In a letter written to his lover about the piece, before his lover’s passing, Gonzalez-Tourres wrote, “Don't be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, the time has been so generous to us. We imprinted time with the sweet taste of victory. We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space. We are a product of the time, therefore we give back credit were it is due: time. We are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”
Please feel free to reblog with more additions
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