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While I was bathing my baby I flipped her over to rinse out her back. I always have her face above the bath water to do this but tonight her face accidentally submerged in the water for 2 seconds. 🥺 she started coughing and tried catching her breath for a second and ended up crying the rest of the bath and a bit until she was out. She seems okay now, no coughing, or irregular breathing or any other unusual activity. I just feel really bad as this is my first baby 😔 the guilt is eating me up. Has this happened to anyone and was their baby okay??

As the title says, I really fucking hate mothers day. It's always super close to my bday and to even get my mother to ACKNOWLEDGE the day, I have to bend over backwards, put on a show, and kiss her ass on Mothers Day. The year of my 16th bday she PICKED UP a shift on the day because I was at work and didnt tell her Happy Mothers Day until i got home, even tho she got a gift and everything. I been crazy sick the last week and to not get anyone sick I stayed at home. Still sent her a gift directly to her house and told her Happy Mother's Day. My throat has been completely destroyed, she calls me anyway. I'm coughing up a lung and at no point in time does she ask if I'm ok, what I'm taking, how I'm feeling. She only called for more ass kissing. I had to get her off the phone I was getting so annoyed. Next year I won't bother. I've been noticing more and more that having a mother is more of a burden than a benefit. Having someone that has that much control over my emotions is becoming too much.

I am 15 years old and diagnosed with ocd. I have struggled with mostly food but recently it has been getting worst and I started to try and get away from my family as much as possible. My sisters face disgust me and her habits like eating a small snack on the bus and a little getting on her face, or some dust getting on my seat make me want to cry and start vomiting and gagging. I started sitting away from her and having my mom pick me up from school and in the morning because I don’t want to see my sister, as-well as me thinking the bus is disgusting. I think it’s the way she chewed and as bad as this sounds, the way she looks. This is the same with my dad I can’t stand even looking at him eating or doing anything normal without wanting to throw up. He could blow his nose, pick up an item, and especially eat food and I want to start just screaming and crying with how disgusted I am. The worst incident I’ve had is I was eating and I asked my mother for a napkin because I consider her a clean person, my dad instead grabbed me one because he is closer. A small bit of barbecue sauce (which is one of my worst fears) got on the napkin and I didn’t even touch it but felt like throwing up and I started crying. I don’t eat dinner with my family anymore I eat it alone upstairs. I am also afraid of seeing most of my family members like cousins and grandparents because I started thinking, if they are related then they are probably as disgusting. The only person I don’t kind of have an issue with is my Mom, mostly because she comforts me and is in my eyes, not dirty. Still though whenever anyone in my family coughs, or sneezes I want to cry and vomit, even when it’s her. I don’t know what to do because my sister doesn’t care, my dad doesn’t either. I do have therapy but I am starting to be afraid of opening up to her out of fear she may try and force me touch or try things I am so disgusted by. I talked to her last week with my mother and she said she wanted to start trying to face my fears and I had a breakdown. I love my family but now I can only see them as disgusting gross people. I know that is harsh but I don’t even know how else to describe the way I feel.

• Movies and TV has fabricated a horror fantasy about exorcism. A few fantasies about exorcism:
• Physical features of the person do not change.
• Heads do not rotate in a circle
• demons cannot kill or hurt the exorcist
• Levitation does not happen
• People do not have super hman strength
• Demon Possession does not happen instantly-it happens in three stages

Truth about eorcism

• Usually, exorcism can take one day to years.
• Demons will talk to the exorcist. Exorcist must limit the conversation to answering questions from the exorcist.
• Demons will laugh at the exorcist and call them stupid.
• They will tell lies about the exorcist
• The evil spirits will scream to disrupt the exorcism.
• Demons must tell the exorcst the invitation to enter the person's body.
• The person will take a deep breath or cough with the demon leaves.
• The person must learn how to keep the demon out because it will try to return
• Demons cannot hurt the exorcist but can yell and scream at the exorcist
• Exorcism is serious and should not be done alone with the host. There needs to be an experienced exorcism team to support the lead exorcist.

Anyone following the beef that started between ouija macc and Cody Manson?
Ouija and darby started this with the first track on ANEMOIA. Kennel cough. (Link: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=TtHqtNRqD-0&feature=shared
Then again on the track cobratoxin (link: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=k3KY2pKyUEM&feature=shared
Cody Manson released his response yesterday. COBRASEMAN (link: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=h5Z1A2jH1K8&feature=shared
Opinions? Comments?
What do you ninjas think?

It’s nearly midnight here in Lexington, KY. I’m on Day 2 of post surgery. Lying in the hospital bed. A bed that I can barely get out of or get back into. Why, you ask? Because of an insane and intense amount of pain. Same goes for if I need to sit down on the toilet, or lean over to brush my teeth, or dry off my legs after a shower, or clear my throat, or cough. (Already tried the pillow thing, doesn’t work)
Apparently, once you’re getting ready to be discharged the following day, this particular healthcare system stops providing IV pain medication.
At this time, the only medications I am being provided are Oxycodone 5s, Lyrica, Roboxum, and Valium. Unfortunately, none of these are even slightly relieving the pain I’m in when I perform the above activities.
I don’t understand this policy. They don’t want to provide anymore pain medicine via IV, but I guarantee you they’re gonna continue to bill for my stay.
Can I discharge myself? There’s no point in staying here another night if I can’t get the help I need.

I thought when Joe Nagy (?) from Mill street bistro, was unintentionally hilarious during his staff meeting while being open hours, if someone has not seen it… Joe was talking such shit to his employees. There is a group of patrons, unbeknownst to Joe who were waiting to be seated. He basically said the reason the restaurant was failing was due entirely to the shortcoming of his loyal staff. An Absolutely incorrect statement from joe. The Patrons hear all this. They COUGH COUGH and announce they can hear it all and joe immediately as loud as possible, starts praising, saying that he loves all his team and he is nothing without them all. Yes, the very people he was threatening with firing( his entire staff) due to their incompetence not even 15 seconds before. It cracked me up, and showed joes true colors- an asshole through and through.
That part had me LOL, Literally. Any one else have any moments they couldn’t help but bust out a laugh at some point?
Edit: changed a few word choices, better stated. Clarification

One of the dumbest and most annoying thing about this game is when you are trying to be sneaky but you dehydrate... all of a sudden you start making all sorts of noises every fucking second. Like none stop. It's annoying to hear it but also it tells everyone else where you are. Most stupid game design decision.
I get it if the noises/ coughing is once every couple minutes but every second?
How could this game win any awards? I think fucking Scott knows someone who knows someone!!

My cat's name is Pumpkin. She turns 5 May 30th. She's at a healthy weight for her size. We just started feeding her wet food about half the time, dry food the other half. She's fixed, but not up to date on her shots as we have no income and no savings.
We've had her for 5 years. She didn't start doing this until we moved into this current apartment, 3 years ago.
She does this usually is every once in a while, but not nearly as often as she has today. I want to say maybe once a month, but she just went through a long while of not doing it at all.
Someone said allergies once, but I'm just not sure. It DOES seem to happen mostly in the warmer months.
I live in an old apartment building with no ventilation that's owned by a slum lord. It's dusty in here, even when I clean. I always deny the Orkin man (pest control) entry to my apartment because I know it can be harmful for cats, but I can't control what they everyone else does. And he sprays the whole building, every apartment, the same day. I think he comes once a month.
I was going to post a video, but it says this community doesn't allow attachments. So I'll try to describe it the best I can:
She crouch loafs (like a half loaf while standing on her two front paws) and coughs and coughs. Sometimes it sounds like she's hacking up a big loogie. She's done it a lot today, and I'm worried.
She does have troubles with hairballs, but she throws those up.
What do you think it could be? How much would it cost to get her tested for whatever? I don't have any income, nor a penny in savings, so I'm really scared that I won't be able to help her.
If the video would be helpful, please tell me how I can get it to you 🙏🙏🙏
Thank you so much in advance!

Morrigan had just finished talking with her sister Horus. Horus said that father was in fact a sorcerer, a user of the powers that her adoptive father had once used. Morrigan was furious and was about to prepare her legion for war against her father. However, she intended to mull over this information while gardening, and spend time with her Lily. However, as she entered her room, she saw a ghastly sight, something that hurt her to the core, more than anything she ever experienced. Her lily in bed, their body connected to all manner of medicare machinery. Their skin was paler than usual. She could hardly see their chest move, and their body appeared paralyzed. Morrigan came to her lily’s bedside. “Apothecary, what is wrong?” The apothecary looked listlessly at the ceiling, their chest barely rising and failing, their arms limp at their sides. Morrigan felt a tear touch their eye, and they wiped it away. “Apothecary, you must tell what is wrong. Apothecary!” She yelled angrily, partly at her own inability to do anything to help them, and partly at the pain her lily was surely suffering through.
Then she heard a rasping voice behind her. A voice that sounded like a manifestation of someone she knew. “Mother. It seems your attachment to this psyker has nearly caused their demise. Pity.”
Morrigan swung her scythe towards the voice, and stopped shortly after seeing the voice was coming from Typhus, who was somehow still alive. “What do you want Typhus?” She said angrily, scythe placed on the cut that had severed his head. “What sorcery has returned you from your death?”
Typhus laughed, a raspy and hoarse laugh. “It matters not how I am here, but why I am here. I have a way to help your beloved apothecary. I can help them; all I need is your word.”
Morrigan looked back to her lily, seeing the immense pain they were in, then looked over at the vibrant garden they had cultivated. She then looked back to her son, in angry contemplation. “I will not be a puppet to whatever sorcerer has returned you to life. You aren’t a son of mine, and I shall not negotiate with you.” Morrigan once again removed Tyhpus’s head from his neck. She told her sons to burn the corpse and then throw the ashes into space. She would not let Tyhpus’s corruption interfere any longer.
She spent the night tending to her garden, taking breaks to check on her Lily, knowing deep inside that they may never get better. However, when she slept that night, she was taken to a nightmarish realm of her sons fighting against her father, their bodies corrupted by chaos. She could hear the bile filled laughter of a creature in the background, cackling at the disgusting sight of what her sons had become.
Finally, it called out to her. “If only cough you could change their croak fate. If only. You can *sickening gurgle* even help your poor apothecary.” The sight of her lily on the bed appeared before her, and Morrigan could feel a slimy hand upon her shoulder, the bile filled breath of some abomination. “I can help them. All you need to do is complete one little favor for me. What do you say, won't you shake a poor man’s hand?” Said the voice, a hand reaching out from the shadows.
Morrigan knew this must be a trick. She could surely heal her lily without the help of this thing, whatever it was. It may require her to do things she would rather not, but at least she would have a choice. At least she wouldn’t sell her soul “I don’t need your help.” She said stubbornly, sure that she did not need to make this deal as much as the voice thought she did.
The voice grunted angrily, showing her further horrors of the future, of bloated bodies, pestilence and plagues that rampaged her sons, her lily and her home world. “Fine. That is your wish” Morrigan was forced to watch as these visions played over and over in her head. The only way she could think of to escape was the one thing she never wished to do. She dug down deep inside, finding the psychic power she always knew she had, but refused to use. Only with the strength of will could she expel the visions from her head.
Morrigan woke up from her nightmare in cold sweats. She looked over to her side, to see her lily lying to her side, still limp, staring listlessly into space. She knew what she must do to help them, but she was not sure if she was truly ready to use sorcery like her adoptive father, or the Emperor, or Magnolia. She decided to mull over this and spend time in the garden, spending time alone with her thoughts. Perhaps then she might find an answer to her troubles.
She spent days alone in her garden, tending to plants that she could barely keep alive. It gave her something to focus on, something to keep her mind away from the choice she had to make. That was until her sons barged into her room, even though she had specifically told them to leave her alone. She got up, scythe at the ready.
Her son ignored the scythe, stating the purpose of his interruption, “Apologies for the interruption Mother, we are in need of the apothecary. The sick and injured are mounting, and we don't have enough personnel. We will lose more than half of our number without their help.”
She looked over to her lily, still laying near death upon her bed, hooked up to a matter of medicae machinery. “They are in no condition to help my son. But if they improve, I will send them down.” She knew her sons would not understand, and she did not want them to. Not yet. She was not ready to face the facts, not yet. But she would need to do the one thing she swore never to do if she wanted to save her sons and keep humanity safe, especially knowing that she knew her father’s true intentions, or at least she knew what he really was... Her sister Horus was probably letting her ambition run free and was trying to use her against her father. So she was the only one left to protect humanity from the ambitions of tyrants, sorcerers and murderers. ‘Ironic’, she thought, as she prepared to use her psychic abilities to heal her lily, so that they may help her sons, and then help humanity. She placed her hands upon their chest, repeating the same process she had seen her lily use many times in the apothecary when she thought they weren’t looking.
They awoke moments later, eyes flickering open as some light returned to their eyes. They gave a weak smile, their voice weak and raspy. “Is something wrong my M’lady? I feel like I’ve been sleeping for days.”
Morrigan laid a hand on theirs and gave them a glass to drink from. “We will talk later apothecary. Once you are ready, you are badly needed in the apothecary chambers. Incoming injured is overwhelming existing personnel.”
They could not read their lady’s face. Was it concern that they saw, fear, something else? How long had they been asleep? Why did their lady give off a psychic energy they had not before? They did not have the answers to these questions, but they knew now was not the time for answers. People were in need of aid, and so queries must wait. They took a sip from the glass, and then prepared to take on their apothecary duties once more.
Morrigan left, giving them privacy and so that she could see the apothecary, help her sons whoever she could. Maybe she could ask her lily about their abilities. Maybe she could find a way to use them for humanity’s benefit? Maybe it would all be for naught, and she would be right about the nature of such sorcery. But that could wait till later.

I don't usually post on Reddit--I'm more of a lurker--but something happened to me recently, and I wanted to share, because I'm feeling really miserable right now.
I went to the doctor for a blood pressure check-up recently, but he also checked my ears, nose, throat, etc just to see if everything was in order there. He said that he thought my recent fits of coughing were caused by silent reflux, and to be honest, that was my first time hearing about it. Sure, I'd had episodes of reflux in the past when I'd eaten things I really shouldn't have--pizza, spaghetti, fried foods, and so on-- but the effects were never long-lasting. Anyway, he prescribed me 40mg of Omeprazole, thinking that it'd fix my coughing issues. I shrugged, figuring I'd give it a try since my nagging cough had been bothering me lately.
Since my medicine wasn't ready to be picked up, I decided to go home and take 20mg of Prilosec, thinking it would ease me into the larger dosage he'd prescribed for me. Keep in mind, I was feeling absolutely fine before I popped one of these pills in my mouth--aside from the coughing, I was in fairly good spirits, and was increasingly happy about my blood labs.
And then it happened. I can't say if it was a day or two after, but I started noticing a hot sensation riding up my throat, stopping just short of my mouth and sinking back down to my stomach. I was concerned -- was it the spicy Chinese food I'd had a few days ago? No, that couldn't be right... that's been digested for a while now. I wasn't thinking much of it, and continued to take Prilosec 20mg until I was able to get the higher dosage from my pharmacy.
Thinking 40mg would be a quick fix, I took it for three days following on the behest of my family members, two of which are on regular PPIs. This was 5 full days on Prilosec/Omeprazole, and the entire time I was miserable. Acid continued to rise up my esophagus, prompting me to take sips of water just to clear it from my throat and soothe it. I was burping constantly, though that may have been from the constant water-sipping. Something was definitely wrong--I'd never felt this horrible in my entire life, nor have I ever had symptoms of acid reflux that were this awful. I've never once heard of someone who suffered from regurgitating acid and did so the entire day, on and off, every ten to fifteen minutes, with or without eating. Even as I type this, its' still rising in my throat.
I stopped the Omeprazole, and I've been off off it for just over 24 hours, but the problems persist. Sitting down makes it worse, as does lying down, and it seems the only relief I have is if I'm up and about, but even then it still happens from time to time. And sleep? The only way I can manage to sleep is to take Gaviscon and hope I manage to pass out before it wears off.
I messaged my doctor and he simply told me to stay the course and add Pepcid to my regimen. He said if these symptoms continue, we could make a change. I'm sorry, but I'm definitely not doing that. I felt absolutely fine--peachy, even--before I popped one of those horrid little pills into my mouth, all because I trusted my doctor to improve my quality of life, rather than ruin it completely.
I don't know what to do. I guess I typed this up in hopes that I could talk to others who suffer from this. I've started to make lifestyle changes such as watching what I eat, exercising regularly, and losing weight though doing both, but I'm worried that I won't be able to return to my normal life. I'm sure the anxiety of that isn't helping.
Sorry. I didn't mean to drone on, nor do I intend to knock anyone who has taken Omeprazole and improved. Maybe it was a horrible side effect or something? I don't really know.

So, I’ll try to keep the backstory brief; in November last year a new kitty cat started hanging around the general vicinity of mine/ my partners home. He mainly would just sunbathe, then at night he could be heard yowling on the wind. When we would see him we would try to approach but he would always bolt when you got about a metre away. Anywho, slowly from December til March we got him to warm up to us. We gave him food, water and even a bed to sleep on at our front door (when he was not yet comfortable coming inside). Eventually he was comfortable getting close enough to us that we could gently pat him. I was surprised when I scanned him for a microchip that nothing came up. Then I noticed he wasn’t desexed too.
For about a month he has been living inside with us, and he loves pats. We allowed him to stay inside because a) he suddenly just started loving us one day, and b) he seemed rather sickly, so we wanted him to have a safe place to sleep. So, before getting him desexed and microchipped etc, we took him to the vet (which was NOT easy, it took three people to restrain him so the vet could examine him). A few missing teeth. An ulcer on his eye. Abscess on his neck. Possible respiratory infection. And yeah, positive for FIV. They wanted to do further tests but he was quite stressed from the experience, and in the vets words, “I don’t want to put him through anything else today”.
The trouble with taking in a cat he has presumably always lived on the street is, we have no idea how long he has had FIV for, we don’t even have an idea of how old he is. His symptoms (from what I’ve read online) seem to indicate he’s in the later stage, or AIDS. I’ll just rehash his ailments and symptoms: A painful ulcer on his eye with discharge (prescribed eye ointment by the vet), an abscess on his neck, wet cough, seems to sound like he’s congested a lot, his meow is always quite hoarse, then loses his voice a lot, lethargy, there was some vomiting and diarrhoea but that seems to have resolved more or less. I’m afraid I didn’t ask enough questions while at the vet. So, do these symptoms sound like the later stage? Should we get his blood tested to try and determine his current health in relation to having FIV? We obviously are keeping him strictly inside and reevaluating his diet, and we can’t get him the F3 vaccinations until his current infections get better, but is there anything else we can do for him?

Last week one of my shift supervisors came in with the cold after calling in sick for just one day. He came back to work after just one day of calling out. Although he wore a mask on the floor, he would take it off while he was in the back. At one point I went to the back to restock something and he coughed as I passed by, without covering his face. As a result, he got three partners sick including myself, and I'm still dealing with a really bad cough. I was able to take two days off but came back today, of course wearing a mask. Today he came in and was still audibly sick and coughing this time without a mask on the floor.
As someone who tries to manage a small business, goes to school, and work for the worst coffee company in the world, I absolutely don't have time to be sick and here I am still trying to get over it.
I spoke with my SM about this, but she claimed that she can't force a partner to wear a mask, and if the partner goes through the COVID check-in saying they're fine, then she can't do anything about it.
Has anyone else ever dealt with this before, and how did you deal with it because I absolutely hate being sick.

First of all I’d like to say this sub cracks me up, but I need to share my grocery store experience today.
Saw it coming from a mile away, I’m running into the store to get some chicken breasts for dinner at 5:30pm. As I approach, I see a small crowd standing near the poultry case. Why aren’t they getting their food though?
A prime age boomer lady has parked her cart at a 45 degree angle jammed up against the display case, as she leers over the selection. She is blocking the entire aisle as well as the majority of the product as she keeps picking up different packages, inspecting them, COUGHING, and putting them back.
I wait for all of about 10 seconds and make eye contact with another patron. She gives me a sheepish “I don’t want to ask her to move” look😬 and I take this as my cue to De-Boom the situation.
I walk right up next to Granny Boom Boom, gently push her cart to the side, and say EXCUSE ME! And grab what I need. She looks at me dead in the eyes, says nothing, pauses, and turns back to handling the chicken. She then realizes I’ve moved her cart. Boom lady now mad.
Before I get in a cart battle with her, I make a break up the side aisle. Her full Boomer inspector gadget gaze is now fixated on me. I am the target.
I run away only to meet her again near the self Checkout, coughing and scowling at me as she passes by, no doubt ready to block another aisle on her 3rd lap around the store.
I hope the other folks got their chicken too.

I got my cats(first pets) about 15 months ago. 3 months later I started experiencing extreme fatigue. I have no traditional symptoms like coughing, sneezing or rashes. Can you be allergic and it just affect energy levels? I’ve been to the Dr to try and sort out my energy issues. But now it’s in my head it’s probably the cats.

What you experienced is real.
They're rewriting history, just like they always do.
The majority don't notice.
But you do.
That's the answer for the majority of these. It's primary reason is to make people feel like they've gone insane. It's part of a, cough, psychological warfare. And it's also part of the communist agenda.

My mother is 51 and I think she weights like 230 pounds. She’s at least 5’10. She’s taking some kind of cough medicine. I don’t know what medication she takes, but I know that she coughs a lot and she’s been coughing for months. I’m worried. She says that it’s nothing and she’s been to the doctor several times, but she just says it’s allergies or something. I’m worried that she’s not being honest. She’s had cancer before and I’m worried that it might have returned. I don’t want to believe that at all, but why is she coughing so much even though she has seen the doctor several times and she’s taking some kind of medicine? Am I overreacting?

Woke up feeling like my throat was raw and dry as crap, normally when its dry its just junk that needs to be coughed up. Any ideas?

Had an xray a year ago, 2 view cxr which was fine. No cough, fatigue but also mom of 5 year old and working full time. I have like a dull pain when lying on my left side. Ribs to back. Wondering if it could be spinal or if I should look internally , I have a horrible lower back. I am able to take a deep breath without pain, just feels like an old injury? Like between my rib cage just feels pulling. I tend to think the worse….Annoyed. Also a hypochondriac

My cat is 17 years old. A few weeks ago he made this weird quacking noise and it only lasted around 30 seconds. It happened a few times since then but it wasn’t consistent so I thought maybe it was going away. I didn’t hear it at all the past week. This morning, he had another coughing fit and has had 4 total that I’ve seen (despite being out of the house from 8-7).
I made an appointment with his vet on Saturday, but I’m wondering if this is an emergency and if I should go to an emergency vet. They’re closed tomorrow so it’d be difficult to reschedule his appointment to an earlier day at his regular vet.
Thank you for help/suggestions!

Hey so I had a cough like 3 weeks ago it went away but with it came rib pain from the all the coughing i was doing. I went to the hospital, they did a xray and found nothing. But doctor prescribed me with tylenol ibuprofen and patches for the rib pain. She didn’t diagnose me with anything exactly. Just put rib pain. Will this disqualify me? (i have meps in 1 week)