#anaemic

-🧸

let’s get colour back in your face 🤍

Oscar Piastri x PCOS!reader

summary: reader loses too much blood during a long period flare-up and ends up in the hospital.

warnings: pcos struggles, heavy period bleeding, near-fainting, hospital visit, blood transfusion

A/N: (another old req) i was gonna write more about the transfusion itself but i’m squeamish as FUCK. so no thanks 🤗 i hate that this is what u have to deal with but i do hope u have a genuinely lovely support system to help u thru it. it’s what u deserve, hun :) love u, 🧸❤️

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you’ve always been good at pretending.

shrugging it off when it drags longer than it should. telling yourself it’s fine even when it’s not. one week turns into nine days, then ten, then twelve. you bleed through pads in an hour. your skin goes pale, lips dry, eyes tired.

but you keep going. brushing your teeth, making the bed, replying to texts like nothing’s wrong. oscar’s been at the sim all morning, and you didn’t want to bother him. you told him you were tired. you told him you’d rest.

you didn’t tell him you hadn’t stood up in hours because your legs were shaking too badly.

you didn’t tell him the room spun when you tried to walk to the bathroom.

you didn’t tell him how you blacked out on the floor for a second and came to with your heart pounding in your ears.

he calls before he gets home. you barely answer. your voice is slow, breath shallow.

“you okay, baby?”

“mhm.”

he knows you’re not.

he’s home ten minutes later. he finds you curled on the couch, skin too white, lips almost blue, a blanket pulled halfway over your legs, eyes glassy and barely open.

“hey,” he says softly, kneeling beside you. “what’s going on?”

you blink. “dizzy.”

“how long?”

“since this morning. maybe yesterday.”

he runs his hand gently over your forehead. your skin is clammy. cold sweat and warmth all mixed together. his voice is too calm when he says, “you’re bleeding too much, aren’t you?”

you nod slowly, like you’re ashamed.

“okay,” he says. “that’s it. we’re going.”

“no—”

“yes.”

you try to argue but he’s already scooping you up, already grabbing your bag with one arm, already texting someone on the way out the door. the car ride is blurry. you think he holds your hand the whole way.

the hospital is cold and bright and too loud. you don’t remember much—just that they take you back fast, someone says the word “anemic,” someone else says “transfusion.” oscar never lets go of your hand.

they give you fluids. blood. oxygen.

you sleep through most of it. your body heavy, but finally still. and when you wake up, you’re in a hospital bed with warm blankets pulled around you and oscar tucked beside you—legs awkwardly bent to fit on the tiny mattress, one arm wrapped under your neck.

he’s half-asleep but stirs when you shift.

“hey,” he murmurs, brushing his fingers over your temple. “you’re okay.”

you don’t even speak. you just curl closer to him, pressing your face into his chest. he holds you tighter.

“you scared the shit out of me,” he says, voice shaking just a little. “don’t ever do that again.”

you mumble something about not wanting to worry him.

“you worrying me is never worse than you almost passing out in the living room alone,” he says gently. “i want you to tell me, every time. even when it’s bad. especially when it’s bad.”

you nod against him.

he kisses the top of your head. “i love you, y’know.”

you hum. “i love you too.”

and even in a stiff hospital bed, in a gown that itches and an IV in your arm, it’s the safest you’ve felt in days.

Queria dicas para manter a Ana firme, eu to gorda e desesperada mas quero saber como conseguem lidar na vida adulta

No ensino médio era fácil, hoje eu trabalho 12h por dia na área de saúde. Carrego maletas extremamente pesadas, dirijo por aí, passo horas em pé.

Quero saber de quem passa por isso, de quem trabalha o dia todo, quais dicas podem me dar?

Take your iron pills with orange juice or whatever vitamin C you can get your hands on it is banger for the nonheme irons that are the majority of what you’ll get from food

Estou aberta a receber dicas e conselhos.

Comecei hoje dia 19/02/2026

Comecei o dia tomando 500ml de água💦 e fazendo vacuum.

comi

uma bala de café (4kcal)

uma colher de doce de leite de 🥥 (68kcal)

almocei uma lasanha (310kcal) com duas colheres de arroz (71kcal) e um copo de guaraná (60kcal)

na janta comi um hambúrguer caseiro (+- 498kcal)

Fechando o dia com 1013kcal💔

Meu dia foi bem ruim em questão da alimentação, mas foi porque comi fora e tudo mais.

Amanhã vai ser melhor, pois minha meta diária é 600kcal🥹

🐳1,67/1,70 de altura

💕=peso atual

🔑= consegui

🔒 = ainda não consegui

🐖= peso que não gosto

🐛= peso que gosto, mas não é a meta

🦋 = mf

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98 kg 🐖/💕= 🔐

95kg 🐖 = 🔑

90 🐖 = 🔒

85kg 🐖 = 🔒

80kg 🐖 = 🔒

75kg 🐖 = 🔒

70kg 🐛 = 🔒

60kg 🦋 = 🔒