IM SO PROUD?!!!!!!?!!! LIKE WEE MAN IS A FUCKING LEGEND?!!!!!?!!!!!?!
wanted to see a more recent update and
BOIS STILL GOING STRONG YEEHAW U GO LITTLE SCIENCE KID
Every time I reblog this I just really hope Danielâs doing well
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IM SO PROUD?!!!!!!?!!! LIKE WEE MAN IS A FUCKING LEGEND?!!!!!?!!!!!?!
wanted to see a more recent update and
BOIS STILL GOING STRONG YEEHAW U GO LITTLE SCIENCE KID
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I wanna get a shitty little apartment with you, anywhere in the world. I just want it with you and I want us to cover it in stuff we love. I want to make us a home, where we feel stable and safe. I want a home with you.
**** Spoilers ****
The letters from Cardan to Jude.
Instead of delivering the letters⌠Lady Asha burned them.
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JURDAN BEST QUOTES
Jude Duarte and Cardan Greenbriar
#couplegoals
Jude: If I cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse.
Cardan: If he thought I was bad, I would be so much worse.
âMy sweet villain.â
âMy darling god.â
âMy sweet nemesis.â
âI hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him, I can hardly breathe.â( TCP)ââ âAnd when he kisses me, I feel as though I can finally breathe again.â ( TQON)
âShe loved someone else. Heâs the one sheâs want dead.â( TCP)ââ- â You donât know how long Iâve waited to hear those words. You donât want me dead.â( TQON)
âJude Jude Jude Jude Jude Jude Jude Jude Jude Jude Jude Jude.. (..) â
âI am going to keep on defying you. I am going to shame you with my defiance. â
âYou really do hate me. Donât you?â- âAlmost as much as you hate me.â
âMost of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. Itâs disgusting, and I canât stop.â
âSweet Jude, youâre my dearest punishmentâ
â â You believe I planned your humiliation?â He laughs. â Me? That sounds like work.â
âFor a moment,â he says, âI wondered if it wasnât you shooting bolts at me.â- I make a face at him. âAnd what made you decide it wasnât?â He grins up at me. âThey missed.â
âKiss me again,â he says, drunk and foolish. âKiss me until I am sick of it.â
âIf youâre the sickness, I suppose you canât also be the cure.â
âI want to tell you so many liesâ
âTell me that you hate me, Jude.â
âAnd the single last thing in my head: that I like him better than Iâve ever liked anyone and that of all the things heâs ever done to me, making me like him so much is by far the worst.â
âMarry me,â he says. âBecome the Queen of Elfhame.â
âI, Cardan, son of Eldred, High King of Elfhame, take you, Jude Duarte, mortal ward of Madoc, to be my bride and my queen. Let us be wed until we wish for it to be otherwise and the crown has passed from our hands.â
âI exile Jude Duarte to the mortal world. Until and unless she is pardoned by the crown, let her not step one foot in Faerie or forfeit her life.â
âI urge you: Come be angry at nearer distance.â
âYou are in no mood for games. Very well. I am in no mood for them, either. Let me write is outright: you are pardoned. I revoke your banishment. I rescind my words. Come home. Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart, if you must. Just come home.â
âAnd yet my heart is buried with you in the strange soil of the mortal world, as it was drowned with you in the cold waters of the undersea. It was yours before I could admit it, and yours it shall ever remain.â
â As you wish. Then I suppose I will have to examine you alone in my chambers.â
â If I am undressed, he will know me.â
â Jude, you canât really think I donât know itâs you. I knew you from the moment you walked into the brugh.â
âCardan steps in front of me, pulling his cloak up. The metal needles glance off the fabric, falling to the floor. For a moment, we stare at each other, wide-eyed. He looks as surprised as I am that he protected me.â
âDo not touch her. She is my wife, The rightful High Queen of Elfhame. And most definitely not in exile.â
âIt was terrifying, watching you fall. I mean, youâre generally terrifying, but I am unused to fearing for you. And then I was furious. I am not sure I have ever been that angry before.â- âMortals are fragile,âI say.- âNot you,âhe says in a way that sounds a little like a lament.âYou never break.â
âWell, I was hurt, and yes, you scare me. Youâve always scared me. You gave me every reason to fear your capriciousness and your cruelty. I was afraid of you even when you were tied to that chair in the Court of Shadows. I was afraid of you when I had a knife to your throat. And I am scared of you now. You despised me. When you said you wanted me, it felt like the world had turned upside down⌠But sending me into exile, that made sense. That was an entirely right-side-up Cardan move. And I hated myself for not seeing it coming. And I hate myself for not seeing what youâre going to do to me next.â
â This is my room. And thatâs my wife.â- âSo you keep telling to everyone,âThe Bomb says.âBut I am going to take out her stitches, and I donât think you want to watch that.â- âOh, I donât know,âI say.âMaybe heâd like to hear me scream.â- âI would,âCardan says, standing.âAnd perhaps one day I will.â
âI witnessed Cardanâs being whipped by a human servant at Balekinâs direction. I am sure far worse things happened there, although he has never spoken of them. I rub my thumb over the stub of my missing finger top, bitten off by the one of Madocâs guards, and realize abruptly that if I told Cardan about it, he might understand. Maybe more than anyone, heâd comprehend the odd mingling of fear and shame I feel- even now- when I think of it. For all our conflicts, there are moments when we understand each other entirely too well.â
âMaybe it isnât the worst thing to want to be loved, even if youâre not. Even if it hurts. Maybe being human isnât always being weak. Maybe it was the shame that was the problem.â
â I recall going to the low Court encampments after Balekin and Madocâs coup, trying to persuade the lords and ladies and lieges of Faerie to ally with me. It was Cardan who told me which of them to approach, Cardan who gave me enough information about each for me to guess how to best convince them. If anyone can get me through tonight, itâs him.â
âYou didnât come to bed last nightâ- âI am here now.â
âIs this how you pictured my eventual surrender?â- âAlong with some begging on your part. A little light groveling.âHe gives me an embarrassed smile.âMy fantasies were rife with overweening ambition.â
âMock me all you like. Whatever I imagined then, now it is I who would beg and grovel for a kind word from your lips. By you, I am forever undone.â
âWe have lived in our armor for so long, you and I. And now I am not sure if either of us knows how to remove it.â- âIs this another riddle? And if I answer it, will you go back to kissing me?â
âMadoc says you will duel for love.â- âItâs you I love,âhe says.âI spend much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I dinât have one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eathen, and scabrous thing. But it is yours.âHe walks to the door to the royal chambers, as though to end the conversation.âYou probably guessed as much,âhe says. âBut just in case you didnât.â
âPlease,âI say to the dirt floor of the brugh, to earth itself. âI will do whatever you want. I will give up the crown. I will make any bargain. Just please fix him. Help me break the curse.â
â I think about how much cleverer the Bomb is than I am, because when she had her chance, she took it. She told him how she felt. I failed to tell Cardan. And now I never can.â
âWhat I want is him back, him standing beside me, him laughing at all this. I would settle for even his worst self, his cruelest trickster self, if only he could be here. I think of Cardanâs words in the brugh, before he destroyed the crown: neither loyalty nor love should be compelled. He was right. Of course he was right. And yet, I want the bridle.â
âWith my whole heart, I wish Cardan was here. (..) I lift my goblet, and all around, goblets and glasses and horns are raised. âLet us drink to Cardan, our High King, who sacrificed himself for his people.â
âDo you remember the servants that Balekin had? The human servants?âI nod mutely. Of course I remember. I will never forget Sophie and her pockets full of stones.âTheyâd go missing sometimes, and there were rumors that Cardan hurt them, but it wasnât true. Heâd return them to the mortal world.âI admit, Iâm surprised.- âWhy?â- âI donât know! Perhaps to annoy his brother. But youâre human, so I thought youâd like that he did it. And he sent you a gown. For the coronation.âI remember it- the ball gown in the colors of night, with the stark outlines of trees stitched on it and the crystal for stars. A thousand times more beautiful than the dress I commissioned.â
âCardan, Itâs Jude. Jude. You like me, remember? You trust me.â The serpent explodes into motion, sliding fast over the grass in my direction, closing the distance between us. Soldiers scatter. Horses rear up. Toads hop into the shelter of the forest, ignoring their riders. Kelpies run for the sea. I lift the bridle, having nothing else in my hands to defend myself with. I prepare to throw. But the serpent pauses perhaps ten feet from where I am standing, winding around itself. Looking at me with those gold- tipped eyes. I tremble all over. My pals sweat. I know what I must do if I want to vanquish my enemies, but I no longer want to do it. This close to the serpent, I can think only of the bridle sinking into Cardanâs skin, of his being trapped forever. (..)I take another step toward the serpent. And then another. This close, I am stunned all over again by the creatureâs sheer size. I raise a wary hand and place it against the black scales. They feel dry and cool against my skin. Its golden eyes have no answer, but I think of Cardan lying beside me on the floor of the royal rooms. I think of his quicksilver smile. I think of how he would hate to be trapped like this. How unfair it would be for me to keep him this way and call it love. âI do love you,âI whisper. âI will always love you.âI tuck the golden bridle into my belt. Two paths are before me, but only one leads to a victory. But I donât want to win like this. Perhaps I will never live without fear, perhaps power will slip from my grasp, perhaps the pain of losing him will hurt more than I can bear. And yet, if I love him, thereâs only one choice.â
âThe blade falls, cutting through scales, through flesh and bone. Then the serpentâs head is at my feet, golden eyes dulling. Blood is everywhere. The body of the serpent gives a terrible coiling shudder, then goes limp. I sheath Heartsworn with trembling hands. I am shaking all over, shaking so hard that  fall to my knees in the blackened grass, in the carpet of blood. I hear Lord Jarel shout something at me, but I canât hear it. I think I might be screaming.â
âCardan takes a step forward, and little cracks appear from his footfalls. Fissures in the very earth. He speaks with a boom that echoes through everyone gathered there.- âThe curse is broken. The king is returned.âHeâs every bit as terrifying as any serpent. I donât care. I run into his arms. Cardanâs fingers dig into my back. Heâs trembling, and whether it is from ebbing magic of horror, I am not sure. But he hold me as though I am the only solid thing in the world.â
âI havenât worn anything in days, I donât see why I ought to start now.â- âModesty?âI force out, playing along, surprised he can joke about the curse, or anything. He gives me a dazzling, insouciant smile. The kind of smile you can hide behind.- âEvery part of me is a delight.â My chest hurts, looking at him. I feel like I canât breathe. Through he is in front of me, the pain of losing him hasnât faded.â
ââI donât know what to apologize for first. Cutting off your head or hesitating so long to do it. I didnât want to lose what little there was left of you. And I canât quite think past how wonderous it is that youâre alive.â- âYou donât know how long Iâve waited to hear those words. You donât want me dead.â- âIf you joke about this, I am going to-â- âKill me?ââ
âI let go of him and remain standing. I promised myself I would do this, if I ever had the chance again. I promised I would do this the first moment I could. âI love you,âI say, the words coming out in an unintelligible rush. Cardan looks taken aback. Or possibly I spoke so fast heâs not even sure what I said.- âYou need not say it out of pity,âhe says finally, with great deliberateness.âOr because I was under a curse. I have asked you to lie to me in the past, in this very room, but I would beg you not to lie now.âMy cheeks heat at the memory of those lies.âI have not made myself easy to love,âhe says. (..) - âI first started liking you when we went to talk to the rulers of the low Court. You were funny, which was weird. And when we went to Hollow Hall, you were clever. I kept remembering how youâd been the one to get us out of the brugh after Dainâs coronation, right before I put that knife to your throat. After I tricked you into being the High King, I thought once you hated me, I could go back to hating you. But I didnât. And I felt so stupid. I thought I would get my heart broken. I thought it was a weakness that you would use against me. But then you saved me from the Undersea when it would have been much more convenient to just leave me to rot. After that, I started to hope my feelings were returned. But then there was the exile-âI take a ragged breath.âI hid a lot, I guess. I thought if I didnât, if I let myself love you, I would burn up like a match. Like the whole matchbox.â- âBut now youâve explained it. And you do love me.â- âI love you,â.- âBecause I am clever and funny,âhe says, smiling.âYou didnât mention my handsomeness.â- âOr your deliciousness. Although those are both good qualities.ââ
ââAnd you.âHe looks at me, his lips curving in something thatâs not quite a smile, itâs more and less than that.âI knew little else, but I always knew you.â And when he kisses me, I feel as though I can finally breathe again.â
ââWhat did you do?âCardan asks.- âBeat Grimma Mog in a duel,âI say. He looks at me incredulously.-âHe ought to have paid you in gold.âThat makes me grin as we walk along the sidewalk.â
â Heather and Vivi have tied up a silvery banner that reads CONGRATULATIONS, NEWLYWEDS! In bright colors. Under it, on the kitchen table, is an ice-cream cake with scattered gummy snakes on it and several bottles of wine. (..) Vivi blows a noisemaker. - âHere,âshe says, passing out paper crowns for us to wear.- âThis is ridiculous.âI complain, but put mine on. Cardan looks at his reflection in the door of the microwave and adjusts his crown so itâs at an angle. I roll my eyes, and he gives me a quick grin. And my heart hurts a little because we are all together and safe, and if wasnât something Iâd known how to want. And Cardan looks a little shy in the face of all this happiness, as unused to it as I am.â
âVivi opens pizza boxes and uncorks a bottle of wine. Oak takes out a slice of the prawn pizza and digs in. Â I raise a plastic glass. âTo family.â- âAnd Faerieland,âsays Taryn, raising hers.- âAnd pizza,âsays Oak.- âAnd stories,âsays Heather.- âAnd new beginnings,âsays Vivi.- Cardan smiles, his gaze on me. â And scheming great schemes.â To family and Faerieland and pizza and stories and new beginnings and scheming great schemes. I can toast to that.â
Snake evolution has intrigued scientists for years because they knew that these complex vertebrates once had limbs and adapted over time to live without them in dramatic fashion.
if dinosaurs are just a joke that archaeologists havenât understood yet, god is playing this joke on crowley specificallyÂ
*reads the title*
My brain:
thank you for your service
Iâm sorry, but I felt the need to add my own take
Here are my contributions
Gimme an O. Gimme an M. Let me hear a GâŚ
Omg the big man himself reblogged it omg
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THE TRAINS HAVE CARTOON TAMAS ON THEM
Sad update everyone, Tama recently passed away⌠An estimated 3,000 people, including railway officials, attended Tama the catâs funeral on Sunday, days after she died of heart failure aged 16. [x]
For those who havenât read articles about it, the local shrine elevated her to a god. Sheâs now the Eternal Stationmaster and patron god of the station.
Beautiful.
Now Iâm crying thanks
and a new cat was hired right?
yep! her name is Nitama (essentially âsecond tamaâ or âtama IIâ) and she served under Tama as an apprentice before being appointed her deputy
she works very hard
Everytime this crosses my dash, I reblog. It is the law.
Iâm crying at 11pm over train cats
Nitama, already now a mature cat (born 2010), has a protege named Yontama (fourth Tama, b. 2016). There is no information available for either the physical befellment or tragic self-disgrace which has removed Santama from contention.
^Nitama majestic, and below with Yontama
Yontama.
a legacy
okay but actually what happened to santama (or sun-tama-tama, which is her name because itâs a pun on santama) was that she was basically sent to train for the position in okayama and they liked her so much they refused to send her back
âSun-tama-tamaâ (a pun off of âSantamaâ, lit. âthird Tamaâ) was a calico cat sent for training in Okayama. Sun-tama-tama was considered as a candidate for Tamaâs successor, but the Okayama Public Relations representative who had been caring for Sun-tama-tama refused to give the cat up writing, âI will not let go of this child, she will stay in Okayama.â [25]
As of September 2018, Sun-tama-tama is working as the stationmaster in Naka-ku, Okayama and appears occasionally on Tamaâs Twitter account.
Every time I see this post thereâs new info and it gets better
You are only allowed to scroll pass this after you pay tribute to the great Tama Station masters.
Frozen 2 (2019)
Okay Iâm just gonna day it, I think Iâd turn gay for Elsa
puppet strings and wicked kings
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He looks like heâs trying so hard to be a fearsome bird of prey and Iâm so proud of him even if he wasnât successful.
Tiny fluff ball of DEATH
AHHHH I THOUGHT THIS WAS A KESTREL BUT ITS AN AFRICAN PYGMY FALCON
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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So thereâs this huge dudebro in my class, who, yesterday, sat next to me. And Iâm sitting there sweating because like⌠Iâm wearing my shirt with the lesbian flag on it, and heâs the most popular jock in school, and always has this look on his face that say âI can and will kill youâ. He looks me up and down, stares at me for a minute and then goes, âSo. Girls in skirts and long socks, am I right?â
To which I nodded solemnly, both out of agreement, surprise and also a healthy amount of awkward fear. He nodded and went, âYou get it.â
I said, âYep.â He fistbumped me, and on went our lives.
Oh! I forgot to mention! I saw him at lunch the same day, and he ran up to me, tapped me on the shoulder, pointed at this super sweet girl who comes to GSA and asked if sheâs gay. I told him he should ask her because thatâs not my place and he said he would.
I thought that would be the end of it.
Except ten minutes later he came back and told me he found out (sheâs bi) and that both of us have a shot. I said âYou more than me.â because heâs attractive and popular.Â
But this wholesome dumbass looked really confused and asked, âBecause Iâm tall?â
So this isnât lesbian/jock solidarity but I thought you guys would want to know-
My math teacher was trying to fix the rolling whiteboard and he just offhand said âThis would be easier with a wrenchâ
And deadass, dudebro said âHang onâ and then proceeded to pull a fucking wrench out of his backpack
Update- after school today he saw me in the library and he didnât say anything? He just pointed at the book he was holding and I gave him a thumbs up because itâs a pretty good book, and he went âYes!â Really quiet and pumped his fist and then left
Okay so today he asked me if I know how to help people having a panic attack and I was like yeah? And he smiled at me and then went âcool I think Iâm having oneâ
And I was like what the fuck Colin weâre in the middle of Tech class sit down and we went out in the hall and sat there for a while and he told me about the test heâs stressed about so we kind of went over his study guide and when he was feeling better he kind of like⌠smacked his head against mine gently? And I helped him up even though heâs almost a foot taller than me and yeah
Today at lunch we walked to the football field and laid in the grass and I told him thank you for being my friend (because I donât have that many) and fistbumped me and said, âYou always looked so nice and chill, how could I not want to be your friend?â
And honestly yâall, I wouldâve started crying if he hadnât sneezed and accidentally smacked me
I think these describe me pretty well but I will let these guys be the judge of that:
@lemonic-gay @feysand-forever @fibrous-lesbian @xxpapasfritasxx @queenofmotherfuckingterrasen @highlordofthenightcourttrash @armixers-unite @savvyflowers
And of course anyone else who wants to chime in is welcome to
Thank you so much for the tag @resignedcatservant
It suits u but if I never see the pic of the nostrils of that horse ever again it'll still be too soon
Tagging: @aelinkeir @aelingalathynius-fireheart @the-smoldering-illyrian-beauty @queencandycorn @illyrianbeauty @illyrian-bookworm @highladyofthesith @highladyofdusk @mystically-mysterious @kpopfanfictrash @lucien-the-leaf @official-nonbinary-velvet @sweet-villlain and anyone else that I'm forgetting and wants to do this!
Thanks to @armixers-unite for the tag!
Have at it @missmathdork @flowerchild-elain @amren-rhyssecond @the-bone-faerie @empress-ofbloodshed @wolfprincess1229 @whitedemonwitchkiller @fire-vassa @shadowdaddy-az @nightlark-naitohibari
Oooo this looks really fun!
(Number 5 is my cat) I'm gonna tag @hasar-the-next-khagan @mariamuses @aelin-godkiller @shadowdaddy-az @the-smoldering-illyrian-beauty @aelingalathynius-fireheart @wolfprincess1229 @highladystarfall @highladyofthesith @whitedemonwitchkiller
Thanks for the tag @lucien-the-leaf and @amren-rhyssecond !!
I'll tag: @azgedawanheda @empress-ofbloodshed @aelingalathynius-fireheart @starseternalnighttriumphant @nightlark-naitohibari @hasar-the-next-khagan @anoverstuffedkindle @wolfprincess1229 @officialsuriel @thearmada4231
trying to prove a point to the boys at school
reblog this if you believe trans men are real men like this if you dont
*likes* *reads it* *vigorously unlikes and reblogs*
*unliked and reblogged angrily*
look at all this green
makes this trans boy so happy
REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG
i AM a real man
Goddamn it I was tricked into liking!!!! The like has been removed!!! I apologize!!!
Also⌠This shouldnât even be discourse. Men are men. Period. You canât just pick and choose which men get to be men, that isnât how this works. You canât just say someone isnât manly enough to be a man that isnât how this works. No.
ACCIDENTALLY LIKED, BUT I REMOVED IT! REBLOOOGGGGG
A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one
I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard.Â
 FEMALE HEART ATTACKSÂ
 I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have⌠you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one womanâs experience with a heart attack:Â
 "I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, âA-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up. A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when youâve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like youâve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldnât have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensationâthe only trouble was that I hadnât taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.Â
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR). This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. âAHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening â we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, havenât we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think Iâm having a heart attack! I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldnât be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else⌠but, on the other hand, if I donât, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment.Â
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics⌠I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didnât feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in. I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I donât remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like âHave you taken any medications?â) but I couldnât make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.Â
I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents. Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.Â
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual menâs symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didnât know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping theyâll feel better in the morning when they wake up⌠which doesnât happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that youâve not felt before. It is better to have a âfalse alarmâ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be! 2. Note that I said âCall the Paramedics.â And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at whatâs happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor â he doesnât know where you live and if itâs at night you wonât reach him anyway, and if itâs daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesnât carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later. 3. Donât assume it couldnât be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless itâs unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Letâs be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.â
Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life! I wish I knew who the author was. Iâm definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with âmy cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe youâll save one!â And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.
snopes.com says this oneâs true.
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