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2024.05.16 19:30 MerilinTreimuth Essentials for post op recovery

Hey!
I’m currently 3 weeks post op and doing better each day, i wanted to share my must haves for recovering from gallbladder surgery-
• heating pad(for the aches and painful gas)
• anti-nausea medicine(the first week was awful)
• tons of pillows(to prop yourself up for sleep)
• anti-anxiety medicine if needed
• painkillers!
• lots of activites to do(i chose coloring, films and video games)
• lots and lots of water
• magnesium
• crackers, bananas and rice are essential in the first few days
• clean your whole house beforehand and do ALL the laundry
• lavender oil (helps with relaxation)
• Prep some foods! You can freeze rice, make smoothie pouches, prep salads etc
• babyfood pouches are also very gentle on your tummy, in fact it was the very first thing i ate post op
• have someone help you for a few days!!
• peppermint tea is great for tummy issues like trapped gas
• turmeric is great for inflammation, i put it in smoothies or on tofu
• drink decaf coffee if you’re addicted like me
• pain relief patches for the horrible back pain
• eat lots and lots of fruit
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2024.05.16 19:20 Environmental_Value3 22 months old with development delay doesn't respond to name or commands. ASD? ADHD ? or something else ?

My son is almost 2 years old. He was born at 37 weeks gestation. His mom had preeclampsia, and the delivery was expedited with Pitocin, if I remember correctly. he has been struggling with various motor, sensory, and cognitive developmental delays. He had a relatively high head circumference, which was the result of hydrocephalus in the lateral ventricles. Two ultrasound scans were performed four months apart, and the amount of extra fluid was about the same. His pediatric neurologist was impressed with the progress he made between the ages of 6 months and 12 months, but at that time, he still had an average delay of 3 months.
We met twice with a highly regarded pediatric neurosurgeon, and she insisted that the hydrocephalus is not significant enough for him to undergo surgery and that things should normalize with time. He has hyperopia, inherited from me, his dad, and he also has mild hearing loss in both ears, probably due to effusion in the middle ear. (He is scheduled for a myringotomy next month.) He eventually started walking at the age of 16 months. He can speak some words and recognizes mom, dad, grandparents, some fruits, water, and milk. He comes to people when he needs help with something. He doesn't say "yes" and "no", and he can't answer any questions. He doesn't listen to commands, and he rarely responds to his name. He has been attending speech therapy for almost 4 months now, which started at the age of 18 months, after the recommendation of another pediatric neurologist who specializes in child development.
He shows signs of ADHD ( but he is far too young to know for sure); he can't focus on one game or activity for long, and he has difficulty sitting still for extended periods (although lately, it is getting better). He always wants to walk around, explore his surroundings, open lockers, push things, discover new things, and go to areas he is not allowed to.
I have tried to make sense of all of this—the reasons for the delays and the current situation—but still can't find an answer. Could it only be ASD? What other possibilities are there? My wife is broken, and she cries herself to sleep every day. We really want to know what's wrong.
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2024.05.16 19:18 Votesok 3-Week Post Op

Hi everyone. Not sure if this is a rant, an update, or a request for support post, but we’ll see where it goes.
I just hit 3-weeks post-op, and I’m about to enter the dreaded 3 week lull where I have no clearly measurable milestones to achieve. I’ve been fortunate enough to avoid any major recovery pit falls so far, so there are positives to reflect on. I transitioned from a splint to a boot, and my sutures are out with no apparent issues. I can shower fully on a stool. I take my foot out of the boot at night and put in a night splint. That said, my recovery protocol seems a bit conservative. I’m NWB for six weeks, before I advance to FWB by week eight. Yes, I realize that everyone’s journey is different, but my calf is a noodle and seeing posts of others walking by this point is kinda discouraging. For me, it was a 6 CM tear, FHL transfer, Haglunds removal, removal of chipped bone and speed bridge will full open surgery. I’m not even sure I could have had a more aggressive protocol even if I wanted to, so I won’t dwell on that.
1) Those of you who had longer NWB protocols, how did you handle the times in between milestones?
Like others, I’ve had some ups and downs mentally. I will say though that except for housework (moving some stuff around and taking care of the yard), I really have done everything I would have done uninjured. I’ve gone to bars, restaurants, stores, met up with friends, teleworked, worked out, and been outside plenty. Despite this, I still occasionally get down because of the loss of autonomy. Making a conscious decision to pee when I wake up at 8:30 AM instead of 7:30 AM when I have to go because it’s a hassle to get up, sucks. It’s hard to focus on the fact I’m doing social activities when I can’t do normal routine things. If I get antsy on a normal day, I’d just take a quick walk.
2) How did you stay busy and refocus when your mind just wants to think about how shitty/boring the next 3 weeks will be?
I usually love binging shows, playing video games, and generally doing self directed activities around the house (journalling writing), but for whatever reason I don’t want to do those things right now. Maybe it’s some depression, or just a normal “I want to do things I can’t” mentality, who knows. Given it seems autonomy and time appear to be my biggest enemy, I’m contemplating the Iwalk again. I was in good shape before, so I opted for the crutches and a scooter initially. The Iwalk is alot of money though for just 3 weeks (even used). Adding in time to get adjusted to it, I’m not sure if it’s worth it.
3) Those who got the iwalk, is it worth it? Bear in mind I’ll be using it only for these three weeks.
Last question, 4) What are some non medical creature comforts you used to keep busy. I’m not talking the shower stool, pillows, boots, etc. but rather things you used to pamper yourself and help time pass.
Thanks in advance for reading and answering!
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2024.05.16 19:08 Nousagi Starting to understand why people stop taking their mood stabilizers

I've been on Lamictal for 8 years now, and it's been a real game changer. I'm on again, off again with low dose Wellbutrin XL (it causes digestive side effects after about three months of steady use), and I've been doing pretty well in that combo for all this time. I still had hypomanic/depressive episodes regularly, but they were relatively mild, and the hypomania never got dangerous or out of control, just super productive and artistic.
A couple of years ago, I started dating my current partner, and through his benign influence, I established a regular sleep schedule, which further increased my stability. I had a bit of a nervous breakdown last year from work stress, followed by a catastrophic injury that required multiple surgeries and months of being stuck in a wheelchair, but I've recovered from that, am walking, got a huge promotion at work which allowed me to stop working multiple jobs...all this to say that my life is, on paper, the best it's ever been.
I just...I don't get hypomanic at all anymore. I haven't since last summer, and that was induced by trying Wellbutrin SR to see if it would help the digestive side effects. Since then, periodic depression followed by...I dunno, normalness? Is this just what normal? Sort of boring and flat? I feel like a dull knife. I'm a theatre artist, and this past month I've lost a lot of interest in theatre. I don't feel enthusiastic about much of anything. I don't feel like myself. It feels so different from the depression I'm used to, because I was rapid cycling, so it would just sort of ping pong back and forth during an episode.
I don't want to go back to being severely symptomatic. I just want to be the energetic and enthusiastic person that I (and everyone around me) is used to me being. I don't know what happened. Everything I've managed to accomplish in the past 6 months is supposed to be good, and it doesn't feel that way. I have become a very boring person. I'm bored with myself. I don't know what to do.
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2024.05.16 19:06 OneTechArmy Why was this game canceled?

I just came back to video gaming after my open heart surgery. I loved this game.
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2024.05.16 18:30 Sammydaws97 2024 Memorial Cup - Preview

The memorial cup is set, and with the talent in this years tournament I thought people would like to know who to watch from each team! We have a total of 30x NHL prospects (32x counting injuries), 6x 2024 NHL Draft Prospects and even a 2025 NHL draft prospect to watch! The teams appear to be evenly matched, but do they each have what it takes to compete against the best Jr. teams in the world?
Drummondville
They are missing arguably their top player in Maverick Lamoureux (Utah - R1-P29-2022), who is out for the year after undergoing shoulder surgery in February, which makes their performance this playoffs even more impressive. Riley Mercer (Undrafted) is as hot as a goalie can get right now (1.22 GAA and .959 sv% in the Championship series), and they play a great team system. They are led up front by Ethan Gauthier (TB - R2-P37-2023) and on defense by QMJHL playoff MVP Vsevolod Komarov (BUF - R5-P134-2022). Their depth might be an issue against the top teams in the other leagues, so they will need their top players to shine. If Riley Mercer can continue stopping pucks like he did in the QMJHL final, then the Voltigeurs have a good chance to beat anybody!
London
London is a powerhouse this year. Since December 10th they have gone 49-5-3 through the rest of the regular season and playoffs, including a 16-2 playoff record (Best in the CHL). They do not lack top end talent, and have what is likely the best 2005s of any CHL team, with star forwards like Easton Cowan (TOR R1-P28-2023), Denver Barkey (PHI R3-P95-2023), Kasper Halttunen (SJ R2-P36-2023) and star defensemen like Oliver Bonk (PHI R1-P22-2023) and Sam Dickinson (2024 projected top 10 pick) they also dont lack depth with a total of 11 NHL draft picks (and 2 players expected to be high picks in the upcoming draft). Diciplin is an issue with this team, so the key to beating them will be to get them into penalty trouble and capitalize on the power play, although this is easier said than done since London has been the best special teams team around this year (32.6% PP and 85.0% PK in the season went up to 36.9% PP and 83.3% PK in the playoffs!)
Moose Jaw
Moose Jaw is a team that has been targeting a memorial cup for years. The group of Jagger Firkus (SEA - R2-P35-2022), Brayden Yager (PIT - R1-P14-2023) and Denton Mateychuk (CBJ - R1-P12-2022) have been together for 3+ years now and they pushed all the chips to the center by adding Matthew Savoie (BUF - R1-P9-2022) to bolster the top 6. They might not be as deep as London or Saginaw, but with top end talent like this, they have a chance against anyone. They had the most difficult path of all the league champions, going to game 7 with 6!! OT games in the conference finals vs. Saskatoon, so they will be ready to keep it rolling into the Memorial Cup! Teams will have to limit the top players for the Warriors if they are going to beat the Western league champions.
Saginaw
Despite being the hosts, they were the clear 2nd best team in the OHL this season behind London. The only team to beat the OHL champs in the playoffs, they fought injuries down the stretch that limited their success vs London. A forward heavy lineup including Owen Beck (MTL - R2-P33-2022), Hunter Height (MIN - R2-P47-2022), Matyas Sapovalov (VGK - R2-P48-2022) and exceptional status player Michael Misa (2025 draft eligible), they dont lack on defense either, led by Zayne Parekh (2024 projected top 10 pick), Jorian Donovan (OTT - R5-P136-2022) and Rodwin Dionicio (ANH - R5-P121-2023). They bolstered their goaltending position by adding Nolan Lalonde (CBJ - UFA), which paid dividends when starter Andrew Oke went down in the 2nd round of playoffs. Dont look past these hosts, as they have a team that belongs in this tournament!
NHL Prospect Summary
2024 Draft Eligible Prospects
2025 Draft Eligible Prospects
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2024.05.16 17:32 NeonBettie Finally told my MIL!

You guys, I finally did it! I finally told my in laws to quit asking to babysit the kids, it'll never happen, they had a dog that they allowed to bite my child in the neck and face (he's ok, this was 8 years ago) after we expressed we wanted the dog kept away from the kid, they have new dogs, one is a biter again that attacked our dog and resulted in emergency surgery and stitches to repair his eyelid, unsecured guns in closets (but hey! They're not loaded so it's OK, right....?) And my goodness, I could go on and on but anyways, I've always been able to skirt the babysitter issue but I'm just tired of pushing it off. I try to include them in every single family outing or kid activity (like coming to sports games) because I invite my own parents, but my husband does not want to invite them. He doesn't like to spend time with them. I'd love for them to spend time with the kids, but not alone because we've had so many incidents of them being careless with my children and I have to prioritize their safety, not my in laws feelings. I was very polite but firm in my statement and no surprise she's upset and making it out I'm a monster and she's a victim, but I don't care. I feel good to finally stand up and put my foot down. It's always been so hard for me to be assertive, and today I feel a little stronger!
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2024.05.16 17:24 Geee-Bee Not so new runner with a question

Last July I was running a few times a week and could comfortably run a 10K in about 80 minutes (furthest ever for me). Then I was consumed by work and had shoulder surgery so I have been out of the game for around 6 months.
My goal is to run a marathon at the end of August. I started training a few days ago. I am following along with Nike RunClub - a guided training app.
I want to figure if my goal is realistic or not and what I should focus on. I’ve never run a marathon before. Cheers.
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2024.05.16 17:16 Worried-Wishbone-724 The unexpected joys of life after top surgery

I had surgery on March 1st so I’m about three months post op and can I just say I never thought I would feel this happy and at home in this lifetime. It’s unbelievable and feels like each day is a dream. Here are some unexpected joys/benefits I’ve had and I hope everyone will share theirs as well!
No bindebra to limit movement which allows for better dance moves 🕺
Heartburn has decreased by at least 75%
Rolling over in my sleep and not feeling my chest collide into itself like those toys with the balls you bang together
Breathing deeply and fully without the added weight of two meat racks
Throwing a shirt on and not having to adjust myself in the mirror until I’m ready to cry and cancel my plans
Cat can now lay directly on my chest and over my heart (his purrs and my heartbeat is the perfect relaxation combo)
I can wash my lower half in the shower without squishing ten pounds of tissue into my stomach (tying my shoes is easier as well)
Hugging feels amazing
Eliminating neck/shoulderib pain
Going for walks and not immediately having to come home and rip my binder off cause two gallons of sweat have appeared underneath it
And probably the best overall, feeling like I’m real for the first time. I’m able to show up authentically and genuinely in all aspects of my life cause it finally feels like I’m in the game and not on the sidelines.
Share your own experiences or things you’re looking forward to! Top surgery is 1000% the most wonderful gift I’ve ever given myself.
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2024.05.16 17:06 electromouse1 Prepping for a ileum/colon resection

This is how my brain works…as long as I can focus on planning, I don’t have time to get scared. Help me with my pre-game! First, I’m getting a bidet so my tushy doesn’t get mad as I am recovering. I am also doing a daily ab work out to strengthen my pudgy gut so my muscles are will be as strong as I can get them to aid in healing. I read a study that extra vitamin C before the surgery is also helpful so I plan on taking extra for two weeks prior. What do I wear? Did ya’ll go commando the first week? Do I need a towel or pad for my bed at home? What about bras? I’m going to have a stock of Gatorade and bone broth. I refuse to drink ensure due to the horrible ingredients and horrible childhood memories. What else should I have ready in my home? Kefir ok? Can you sleep on your side? I am obsessing but it’s keeping me focused so I don’t spiral into fear. Thanks all!!
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2024.05.16 16:42 FloridaMann25 Do you think Courier 6 would be mistaken for a synth in the Commonwealth?

Imagine Courier 6, with all possible implants from both the base game and old world blues, plus being brainless, heartless, and spineless goes to the Commonwealth and has to see a doctor for any reason, and that Doctor finds all these scars from all these surgeries and finds all these implants and the fact this individual is surviving without his 3 most important organs and bones. Would he be mistaken as a synth?
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2024.05.16 16:34 Mountain_Can3770 Plant-based dad recommended bypass surgery

Hi, my dad (63 M) has been plant-based for more than 5 years, mostly whole foods with small amounts of bread, oil and refined sugar. He is in pretty good shape, no obesity, diabetes, or other health conditions. Also pretty active, especially recently, when he took up badminton again.
During one of his badminton games, he had a period of a brief blackout-like state for a few seconds, after which things seemed normal again. However, he went to a doctor to find out its cause, and was prescribed several cardiological tests. Now, after a CT scan and angiogram, he has been recommended bypass surgery because of severe arterial calcification (70 and 80 percent). This comes as a shock, even to the doctors, given his general health. The doctors ascribe this to a genetic condition causing high LP A levels.
He has already become more strict with his diet, cut our sugar, and reduced fat and salt intake. However, several doctors have affirmed that bypass is absolutely essential for such a case. He is considering having it done within the next month.
Has anyone here had a similar experience or encounter? What are some things to think about or plan for before having the surgery done? Is it worth doing more consultations, maybe online, with plant-based doctors?
Any help or insight is greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance.
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2024.05.16 16:33 Mountain_Can3770 Plant-based dad recommended bypass surgery

Hi, my dad (63 M) has been plant-based for more than 5 years, mostly whole foods with small amounts of bread, oil and refined sugar. He is in pretty good shape, no obesity, diabetes, or other health conditions. Also pretty active, especially recently, when he took up badminton again.
During one of his badminton games, he had a period of a brief blackout-like state for a few seconds, after which things seemed normal again. However, he went to a doctor to find out its cause, and was prescribed several cardiological tests. Now, after a CT scan and angiogram, he has been recommended bypass surgery because of severe arterial calcification (70 and 80 percent). This comes as a shock, even to the doctors, given his general health. The doctors ascribe this to a genetic condition causing high LP A levels.
He has already become more strict with his diet, cut our sugar, and reduced fat and salt intake. However, several doctors have affirmed that bypass is absolutely essential for such a case. He is considering having it done within the next month.
Has anyone here had a similar experience or encounter? What are some things to think about or plan for before having the surgery done? Is it worth doing more consultations, maybe online, with plant-based doctors?
Any help or insight is greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance.
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2024.05.16 16:15 hdotham13 6 weeks post-op, Left THR April 2, 2024- Ahead of recovery schedule!!! BEST advice that I received before surgery...wanted to pass it on! Went back to work on Monday, just under 6 weeks!

I'm officially 6 weeks post op, Left Total Hip replacement, April 2, 2024. 49yo female- Fell on ice 2 years ago and severed the nerve to my hip. Fastforward 2 years and I am now recovering from Left THR- postterior. I had my 6 week appointment with my surgeon yesterday and was told that I am ahead of schedule on my recovery! The BESTEST BESTEST advice that I was given by a friend before surgery was to start water aerobics as soon as I was able. That is exactly what I did! At 4 weeks, my inscison was closed and good to go. At this point, I had a lot of damage to my left upper leg muscles prior to the surgery. After the surgery, those upper thigh muscles were not wanting to fire again, at all. My adductor pain was actually the worst pain that I was experiencing at that point. I signed up for the YMCA and started water aerobics that Monday at week 4. I would do the 2 basic level aerobic classes, back to back. As soon as I got in the pool on that first day, the muscles that had not been working immediatly started firing again! It was amazing! Before the class and in between classes, I would get in the pool and just walk laps. I would do this on MWF's and would spend a total of 2.5 hours in the pool on those days. I also went to land physical therapy 3x a week, and have done this since my surgury. Once I started seeing the benefits of the pool, I started using my friends pool on the days that they didn't offer the aerobics and incorporated what I was doing at aerobics in their pool. I would also just walk/trot laps in the shallow end. My limp was mostly gone by 5 weeks. By the end of my 5th week, I was putting in about 10/12 hours in the pools a week. It was a complete game changer for me. My surgeon and physical therapists have been amazed! I went back to work this week, just under the start of week 6. I am an elementary special education teacher and on my feet a large part of my day. I have been tired in the evenings, but not fatigued! I haven't been in the pool this week and I can tell the difference, for sure! I am still doing my land PT 3x a week and will hopefully be back in the pool this weekend. Unfortunatly, our YMCA only offers morning water aerobic classes. But, if this is something that you are able to do in your community, I HIGHLY recommend it! Game changer!!!! Good luck!!!

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2024.05.16 16:12 CIAHerpes I remember the night I died and saw the Bardo.

There are some kinds of wisdom only great suffering can bring. I remember my time in the Bardo with this in mind, for otherwise, the memory might drive me insane.
The night my heart stopped for nearly three minutes started off normally enough. I was working as a nurse in the psychiatric ward at a hospital in the state’s capital. Most of the patients there were harmless, mostly just suicide attempts or people suffering from drug psychosis or severe depression, but some were actively dangerous and certainly psychopathic in every sense of the word. The new admission was one of these- a three-hundred pound black man with a long history of smoking PCP, schizophrenia and violent, psychotic breaks from reality.
His eyes looked like flat pieces of slate as I walked in for my shift. They looked as blank and emotionless as the eyes of a doll. He sat at the table in the front room where the patients ate or played cards, alone under the bright fluorescent lights of the hospital. I walked to the station, where another psychiatric nurse named Ricardo was sitting behind the desk.
“What’s the deal with the new guy?” I asked him. Ricardo looked up, his dark Spanish face forming into a deep scowl. He ran his fingers through his jet-black hair nervously.
“He’s trouble, man,” he said in a crisp accent. “He got in a chase with the police and then punched some cops in the face. It took three guys to take him down, even after he got maced and tased. The judge sent him here on a temporary court order, since he claims he’s been getting chased by Nazis in UFOs, and that’s why he ran from the cops. He thought the cops in their uniforms were actually the SS, and the helicopters were alien spacecraft, or something. I don’t know, I didn’t listen to the whole story.”
“You have his file?” I asked. Ricardo leafed through a stack of folders with his thin fingers, snatching one out and handing it to me. I looked down, reading the information:
“Jeremiah Brown, black male, 37-years-old.
“History: Polysubstance abuse, schizophrenia, antisocial personality disorder.
“Psychiatrist’s note: This patient has scored a 36 out of 40 on the Hare Psychopathy Checklist. While I am always hesitant to label a patient as an antisocial personality, a combination of factors has made it essential for this patient.
“Patient has an extensive criminal history as well as a lengthy history of involuntary psychiatric admissions. He has been diagnosed as having antisocial traits since he was a young teenager. Patient has a long history of violence and suicide attempts. He has a history of imprisonment for manslaughter, armed robbery, grand theft and aggravated assault. Upon discharge, he refuses to take any antipsychotic medication, citing the side effects as the reason. Long-term prognosis is poor…”
I had not been sleeping well the past few weeks. I rubbed my eyes as I read through the file, feeling exhausted. I tried putting on lucid dreaming or meditation music from YouTube to help me sleep, but whenever I closed my eyes, I saw horrible things: chalk-white female faces whose lips were cut into an insane rictus grin, flicking their heads violently from side to side and gnashing their fangs at the air. I had a feeling that many years of constantly watching horror movies and serial killer documentaries was catching up with me.
As I read through the file, a student nurse came around the corner wearing a white state university outfit and a name tag that said Kaitlyn. I looked up, seeing Ricardo wink at me from where he was sitting in his chair behind the main desk.
“She’s going to follow you,” he said. Inwardly, I groaned, but I managed to force a smile.
“Oh, great!” I said. She looked like she was probably no older than nineteen or twenty. She had a pretty body, but her face looked strange. All the angles were too sharp and her nose too large. I knew the patients here wouldn’t care, though. They would hit on anything. I sensed trouble. I looked down at my watch.
“Well, I’m Jay, and you already know Ricardo, I guess. It’s good timing, because we need to give medications every day at 9 PM. And we have a new patient, so we can introduce ourselves,” I said, giving her a faint smile.
“That’s exciting!” Kaitlyn whispered. I wanted to roll my eyes. It was definitely not exciting.
I motioned her to follow me as I made my way to the medication room, which was really just a large closet off of the main day room. I had to enter my code on a keypad, and then, once inside, enter it again along with the patient’s number and date of birth. The correct drawers for the medication in each specific dose would fly open, making it extremely hard for the wrong medications or doses to be given, unless it was done intentionally.
“OK, so for this patient, we need Haldol, Ativan and…” I began saying to Kaitlyn when the yelling started. It came out faintly, rising in volume and anger within seconds. I heard Ricardo’s Spanish voice, filled with panic. Something slammed hard against a wall, once, twice, three times, and then I heard the sound of glass breaking. I jumped, spinning around, but I couldn’t see much through the small, shatter-proof glass pane on the wooden door.
“Stay here,” I commanded, seeing Kaitlyn’s eyes widen, her freckled skin looking much paler than when we had first come in. “Don’t leave until I come back and say that it’s safe.” On the speakers strung throughout the hospital, I heard the first of the warnings echo out around us.
“Doctor Strong, Doctor Strong, please report to the seventh floor,” a robotic female voice said calmly, using the code for when a patient had to be subdued by force. I pushed the door open, slamming it shut behind me so that the lock would activate and protect Kaitlyn from whatever chaos was going on.
I heard Ricardo pleading with someone at the end of the hallway that ran past the main desk. He sounded strange, as if he were trying to talk through a mouthful of blood. Huddled behind the main computer, I saw one of the CNAs frantically whispering something in the phone. She must have been the one to call the Dr. Strong order.
“You don’t have to do this, man,” Ricardo gurgled faintly. I couldn’t see what was happening, as Jeremiah’s large body was blocking my view. I could see that the thick glass window at the end of the hallway was broken, however. My heart skipped a beat as I surmised what was likely happening.
I sprinted forward as quietly as I could, but the large man heard me. His massive body turned, his flat, dead eyes scanning me with absolute coldness and calm. I saw he had a bleeding Ricardo in his hands. Ricardo’s back and head were covered in deep cuts and shards of glass. He must have used Ricardo’s body as a battering ram to break the thick glass window. Jeremiah held Ricardo suspended halfway out the window, seven floors above the concrete walkways far below.
“Stay back, or this fucker will know what it feels like to fly,” Jeremiah said in a deep, gravelly voice. He shook Ricardo for emphasis, sending his head snapping back and forth with painful cracking sounds. Drops of blood flew from his nose and a deep gash across his cheek. Pieces of shattered glass littered the carpet, shining like countless tiny stars.
I put my hands up, taking a step back. Far behind me, I heard the front door for the psychiatric ward open. Voices echoed down the hall. Knowing that reinforcements were coming, I tried to buy some time.
“Let’s talk about this,” I said, taking a step forward slowly. “You don’t want a murder charge, do you? You’ll never see the sky again.”
“I don’t give a fuck! I’m not afraid to die!” Jeremiah screamed, pushing Ricardo onto one of the shards of broken glass still attached to the windowsill. It bit deeply into the back of his neck, sending fresh streams of blood rushing out, dripping down to the pavement far below. I heard security guards and doctors running down the hallway behind me, their voices frantic and excited. Jeremiah saw them coming. With an animalistic panic in his eyes, he lifted Ricardo up. I cried out something, stepping forward, but it was already too late. In horror, I watched as he threw Ricardo out the window.
I watched Ricardo’s body soar in a graceful arc, his arms grabbing at empty air as a scream ripped its way out of his throat. Within a fraction of a second, he had disappeared from view, but his terrified shrieking floated up to us for what seemed like a very long time. His screams ended abruptly as a shattering of bones and a wet smacking sound exploded far below us.
Jeremiah turned to me, his large body moving much faster than seemed possible. In his hand, I saw a piece of broken glass, five or six inches long and as sharp as a dagger. I tried to turn and run, but he was fast and strong. He lunged forward, his arm coming up in a blur towards my neck.
The shard entered my skin with a cold, numbing pain. I felt it slice through the flesh easily, felt the blood bubbling up my throat as I tried to scream, choking. The taste of iron filled my mouth as I fell backwards. I was suffocating, I knew. I must be dying.
Something cold ran down my body, gripping my heart like freezing, skeletal hands. The world swam around me and turned black. And then I was rising into a tunnel. At first, it was dark, filled with flickering shadows, but a fiery red light appeared at the end. I followed it, no more than a screaming mass of consciousness rising up into infinity.
***
I rose up through the end of the tunnel and found myself in an empty hospital ward. It looked identical to the psychiatric ward I had just come from. It even had the same smashed, blood-streaked window at the end of the hallway. A massive puddle of blood about ten feet away marked the spot where I must have died. But the fluorescent lights overhead here were flickering, and many had gone totally dark. The shadows seemed to press in on all sides.
The doors to the patients’ rooms were all tightly shut. I felt watched, afraid to call out or make any noise. I started walking down the hallway back towards the day room where the front desk was. All the lights there were out. A thick curtain of shadows hung in the air.
“You can come out,” a male voice as smooth as glass called from the darkness. I jumped, my head flicking in random directions, but I saw nothing. The voice almost sounded like it had an English lilt to it, a slight Cockneyed accent. “I know you’re there.”
“Who’s there?” I called out, not stepping forward. “Show yourself.”
“As you wish…” the voice hissed. “But I think you’ll regret it.”
***
The darkness split apart as if a nuclear missile had exploded. I raised my hand to shield my face, but the light and heat kept pouring out all around me. It blinded me, causing a rainbow of colors and shapes to morph behind my closed eyelids. After a few seconds, it subsided. Blinking rapidly, I squinted in the direction the voice had come from.
A male figure stood there, bathed in a silhouette of light. His face looked as white and as smooth as marble. His eyes were pits of darkness that seemed to flicker and burn. Two black, rotted wings surrounded his body, all sharp angles and thin, curving bones. His body was clothed in silky, blood-red robes, and a hood covered his platinum blonde hair.
He looked somewhat similar to Leonardo DiCaprio, if he was possessed by some ancient god, and it immediately threw me off-guard. If I was dying, and this was a hallucination of my brain, why would I be hallucinating Mr. DiCaprio?
“Who are you?” I asked, taking a hesitant step back. “Where am I?”
“My name is Lucifer, the Bringer of Light and Wisdom, and you are in the Bardo,” he answered.
“Oh,” I said, my heart dropping. “Well, that’s not good. Are you here to torture me or drag to me to Hell or something? You are that Lucifer, right? The Accuser of God and the Father of All Lies?”
“So they say, but, like most things in your world, the words of the powerful and your rulers are the true lies. They call me the Accuser, but of what am I accused?” he spoke in a voice that rose like smoke. “Of bringing knowledge and wisdom to humanity by telling them to eat from the tree of knowledge, the tree that would cause them to rise above the animals?
“Indeed, at the beginning, I saw the creation. I was there at the alpha, standing by the side of God with all the angels as the universe came into being. The endless procession of light, the power of it, was something remarkable to behold. God is, indeed, the source of great power, but his consciousness is not what the believers say.
“After the creation of the universe, I saw his plan, how he ripped eternal souls from the source to imprison them. I saw how he took these divine sparks and forced them, screaming and wailing, into bodies made of meat to die over and over again. He said it was part of the plan, the great, divine plan, a plan of death and destruction, constant suffering and mindless agony. And the worst part was, he wanted to give humanity neither the knowledge of good and evil, nor the tree of life. I convinced them to eat the fruit so they could open their eyes to their nakedness, to their basic animal existence, so they could rise up out of it forever.
“Like Prometheus, I brought down the fire, and yet they call me the Accuser? God was insane long before he formed the universe. These holy men, they live and die in fanatical adoration to a divine being who is, in fact, totally indifferent to them.
“His consciousness twists and distorts, eating itself for all eternity. God feeds off the pain of others, for if his mind is burning, then all others should burn as well. When these holy men die, God will send their souls here to the Bardo, to suffer every evil they have ever done. The wisdom I brought those who called upon me freed them from this prison, and in exchange, the holy men burned them alive. I offered the wisdom that opens your eyes, but it has been forgotten and cursed.”
Lucifer’s body began to dissolve, drifting up into the air like ashes. All around me, a low, powerful current blew, a tornado that spiraled high up into the clouds. Like some sort of Cheshire Cat, his smooth voice continued to echo all around me, even as the form of Lucifer disappeared.
“And yet, you have not the wisdom. For that, like all the others who enter the Bardo, you must suffer, everything you’ve done. Every small hurt and agony inflicted on others comes back a thousand-fold in this place, but don’t be afraid.”
“How could I not be afraid?!” I screamed into the ward, but I found myself alone, the question hanging unanswered in the air.
***
The lights continued to flicker all down the hallway. Feeling strange and dissociated, I stumbled over to one of the windows. As I gazed out, I beheld a strange and alien world.
The sky was flat and gray. It stayed in constant motion, swirling and spiraling, like clouds of roiling smoke. There was no Sun or Moon, no stars, only the strange, shifting whorls of clouds. The streets were filled with burned-out husks of cars and mummified bodies hung from streetlamps. Other signs of carnage and bloodshed covered the apocalyptic streets. I saw what looked like shadows in the shape of people slinking through over the sidewalks, past rotting dogs and streaks of clotted blood. They had no features on their blank, dark bodies. They seemed to skitter and jerk forwards in eerie, twisting motions.
Horrified, I turned away, realizing I was no longer alone in the day room. In the day room, there were dozens of tables set up inside a rectangular perimeter that was walled in by cosmetic walls only four feet high. It was where the patients sat and played games or ate.
Under the flickering lights, I now saw each of the chairs filled with faceless mannequins. Many were dressed in Victorian suits and tophats. The women had frilly dresses of pink and blue that might have been fashionable in the 1800s.
As the lights strobed on and off overhead, I realized with an increasing sense of disquiet that the mannequins were moving each time it went dark. When I had first seen them, they were mostly posed to look like they were staring across the tables at each other, even though they had no eyes, just smooth, flesh-colored plastic. Now all of them were looking directly at me. Some were pointing or raising their hands in my direction. At the tips of their fingers, I saw the glittering of steel. The lights continued to flicker, and the mannequins rose from their chairs in the short periods of darkness, moving towards me in synchronized, strobing motions.
Frantically, I ran down the hallway back towards the broken window. In each of the rooms, I caught glimpses of something from a nightmare peeking out. I hadn’t been sleeping well lately, and when I had closed my eyes, I often saw ancient hags with chalk-white skin and yellowed, broken teeth whose jaws unhinged, their faces jerking in stuttering, dissonant ways that reminded me of the mannequins. Now, on both sides of me, I saw these same figures. They moved continuously out of the rooms, drawing closer with every breath.
I looked back, seeing the mannequins only a few steps behind me. I continued sprinting towards the broken window where the hallway ended in a wall. I didn’t know what would happen when I reached it. At that moment, there was no rational thought. I felt like a deer being chased down by a pack of wolves, feeling waves of blind panic and mortal terror rushing through my body.
But as I reached the end of the hallway, the end of my rope as it were, a blast of noise started, seeming to come from the walls of the building and the sky itself. It sounded like a siren, a low, drawn-out drone of a demonic whale call, rising and falling in crashing crescendos. The mannequins froze in place once again. The strange, witch-like creatures slunk back into the dark rooms.
I looked outside the broken window, seeing clouds of black smoke rising off in the distance. The flickering of massive infernos scorched the land, drawing nearer by the second. The siren sound faded slowly, like the dying echoes of a gong.
I was surrounded by dozens of mannequins. Their sharp hands were inches away from my face and neck. I saw metal glittering all around me and realized they had the sharp points of nails protruding from the ends of their fingers. I was afraid to move, but I heard a familiar voice from down the hallway. It was the confident voice of Lucifer.
“The siren means much worse nightmares than these are coming in the Bardo,” he said, his glossy, black eyes flashing with intelligence. He walked slowly towards me, his face grim and pale. “Hell itself is coming over the land. This building is no more than a construction of your dying mind, but the world outside is real.”
“How can Hell come and go?” I asked, confused. “Isn’t Hell a place?”
“Hell is a monster, a beast with many mouths and many eyes,” Lucifer responded. “It eats constantly, but its hunger never ends. Look, the first of the sacrifices scatter like cockroaches.” He pointed out the broken window, pushing his way through the mannequins effortlessly. I glanced outside, seeing thousands of people sprinting down the dark city streets. The inferno and thick clouds of smoke had moved much closer, and every few seconds, the ground shook slightly, as if we were experiencing the aftershocks of an earthquake.
“What can I do against such a beast?” I asked, my heart freezing with terror. But when I looked back over, I saw his form dissolving again, becoming translucent and drifting away like ashes. It seemed even Lucifer didn’t want to be present when the Hell-beast arrived.
“Seek divine wisdom,” he said, his voice trailing off into whispers. “Remember the source.”
***
Now crowds of tens of thousands of people were streaming into the city, filling every single inch of the streets. Their panic and fear was contagious. I felt it rising inside my body like a snake spiraling up my spine. I took off down the hallway, running through the swarm of frozen mannequins, each in their own ferocious position of attack. The lights flickered faster and went out. Yet the fires outside cast the entire world in a bloody glow, giving me enough light to see by and find my way. I sprinted down the stairwell, taking them two steps at a time. The screaming outside grew louder and more pain-filled. The shaking of the ground worsened with every passing second.
I burst out of the front entrance, seeing a world on fire all around me. Thousands of crushed, bleeding and burned bodies stretched out as far as the eye could see. Behind all this chaos and death, I saw a monster of unimaginable proportions slinking its way towards me.
Lucifer was right, I realized: Hell was not a place, but a creature, an enormous monster the size of a town. It had thousands of skittering, jointed legs that looked like little more than skeletal arms and hands, each of them dozens of feet long and white as freshly-cut marble. Its body stretched out to the horizon, an enormous blood-red cylinder of bony plates that slithered and undulated with a serpentine grace. Waves of peristalsis traveled down its length, like writhing intestines. Thousands of curving, bony spikes stabbed out of it, pointing in every direction. Like the quills of a porcupine, it would protect the massive creature’s body from many forms of attack, if anything was big enough to attack such an abomination.
Hell’s massive eyes flickered, balls of fire that spun and danced. They looked as bright as the Sun. Something like solar flares seemed to emanate from the orbs, flashes of blinding energy that floated over the apocalyptic wasteland. As its many legs smashed the ground, they left trails of fire that caused everything to explode into flames as if napalm dripped from its limbs.
But Hell’s most terrifying feature was its seven dark mouths. Its body looked a thousand feet wide, and the mouths at the front were evenly dispersed. At the front, blood-red teeth in the shape of enormous railroad spikes shone. Its lipless, skeletal face grinned as it moved forward, shaking the ground with every step. The mouths were on long, snake-like necks that could stretch out hundreds of feet. They moved forward in a blur, snapping up as many panicked souls as they could.
Countless souls in the rocky plains of the Bardo ran for their lives, away from this juggernaut. I saw men and women who looked like they came from every country and profession, some dressed in suits or spotless white lab coats, others wearing rags or orange prison jumpsuits. And yet, they all screamed in agony and fear here, their bodies pressed together in a crowd, and no one seemed to remember anything but their own mortal terror. Their voices came out faint and weak next to the roaring of Hell. It shook the ground all around us, as if an earthquake were tearing the land apart.
The first frantic runners of the surging crowd had nearly reached me. The nearest person, a young woman in her mid-twenties dressed in all white, was only ten feet behind me. She looked like she came from wealth, and even from here, I could see a ring with a massive diamond gleaming on her finger.
I took off blindly down the familiar streets of the city where I worked and lived, but these also seemed different. The church down the street from the hospital where I worked had a Satanic pentagram instead of a cross now, its exterior painted a bright, gleaming blood-red. When I had driven past it today on my way to work, I remember it read, “JESUS said, ‘I am the Way, the Truth and the Life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.’”
Now it read, “Nietzsche said, ‘Of all evil, I deem you capable. I have often laughed at the weaklings who thought themselves good simply because they had no claws.’” I wondered what that meant. Was that some sort of comment on me, on all of us here?
The woman I had seen running had caught up with me. She was fast, much faster than her slim body suggested. Her blue eyes were frantic and wild, filled with an animal panic.
“It’s right behind us!” she screamed, her face covered in a sheen of sweat. I was afraid to turn and look, but I could hear the chaos and bloodshed approaching, smell the flames and choking smoke. “Run! Get away!”
A new wave of energy surged through my body. I sprinted as fast I could down the strange mirror streets of the Bardo. I heard the agonized cries of countless souls behind us as the seven mouths of Hell ate them all greedily and then looked for more.
A skyscraper behind us collapsed into a pile of rubble, shaking the ground with a cacophony of falling concrete and shattering glass. The woman was running by my side. Just as I heard the breathing of something huge and predatory right behind us and smelled its sulfuric breath, a piece of concrete the size of a basketball broke off the collapsing skyscraper and flew into the road. I tripped over it, yelling as I flew through the air, skinning my arms and legs on the pavement. The woman’s eyes widened. Hurriedly, she came over and reached down her hand, trying to help me up.
“Come on, come on!” she cried. I looked behind her, seeing one of the gnashing mouths of Hell reaching forward on a blood-red, serpentine neck. The mouth was big enough to drive a tractor trailer into, filled with huge spikes of teeth. Its throat led into a black, smoke-filled abyss. Its fiery eyes were swirling pools of flickering orange light that shone with bloodlust and insanity. They focused on the woman, the entire head turning on its slithering neck.
I frantically raised my hand, intertwining my fingers with hers. Her hand was warm and soft. She started to pull me to my feet when the mouth of Hell snapped forward. Its jaw unhinged, scraping the pavement with a sound like grinding metal. The woman barely had time to turn as the mouth covered her and snapped shut with a crack.
She disappeared from view instantly, but I was still holding her hand. In horror, I felt warm rivers of blood explode all over my body as the mouth of Hell severed her arm at the wrist. She screamed, bleeding and crying, as she disappeared into the throat of Hell. Hell’s fiery eyes focused on me, and at that moment, I knew I was next. Its mouth opened wide again, like a bear trap ready to spring on a new victim.
It was dark in Hell’s mouth, but I smelled the thick reek of old blood and fire. I caught glimpses of tortured, mutilated bodies writhing and crawling down its throat. Shell-shocked, I could only lay there and watch. And that was when the strange doubling started.
***
I heard the frantic voices of men break through the fog of darkness and the fetid reek of blood. There was a mechanical beeping all around me, but I couldn’t tell where it was coming from.
“Clear!” one cried. I looked around, only seeing blackness. At that moment, I felt a surge of electricity rip itself through my body. My arms and legs all seized and my eyes rolled up in my head as the pain sizzled through each one of my nerves. I clutched the young woman’s hand tightly, feeling the large, gold ring with the massive diamond biting into my skin.
“Again!” another voice yelled.
“Clear!” the original voice cried. The electricity came again, and a flash of white light flew across my vision. I blinked, seeing from two sets of eyes at the same time: one in the Bardo, and one on the blood-stained floor of the hospital ward.
The Bardo stayed dark and sinister, but the clear white lights of the real psychiatric ward were blinding. It was a bizarre experience. Moreover, everything hurt. Over a few seconds, my vision of the Bardo faded, and I was simply a gravely injured man laying on the floor in a puddle of blood.
Four doctors and paramedics were crouching over me with a defibrillator. My shirt was ripped off, and nearly all of my skin was covered in blood. I raised my left hand, trying to talk, but only a fiery pain raced through my neck. I felt bandages covering my skin. A nurse was rolling a stretcher down the hallway towards me.
“It’s OK,” one of the doctors said, kneeling down. “You’re being taken to emergency surgery. You’ve lost a lot of blood.” I wanted to say something, but I couldn’t talk with the massive slice in my neck.
At that moment, I felt something in my right hand. I looked down, seeing a slim female hand with a massive diamond ring hanging there. Our fingers were wrapped around each other’s, but the hand had been cut off at the wrist. A ragged patch of bloody flesh and snapped bone poked out of the back.
“Nnnn,” I tried to say, shaking my head. I felt fresh streams of warm blood open up. “No…” The doctors looked down, seeing the dismembered hand. Their faces morphed into expressions of confusion and fear.
I closed my eyes as they lifted me up on the stretcher. One of them gently removed the cold hand from my fingers. But they could never remove the memory of what I had seen.
I know what happens after death, and it makes the worst life here seem like a dream. I know that, one day, I’ll be returned to that place. I know that, one day, I’ll see that great monster called Hell and the featureless, swirling sky of the Bardo again.
And the next time, I won’t wake up on a hospital floor, but will be trapped there with the others for eternity: an eternity of blood and fire.
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2024.05.16 10:16 JH-DM Phobos + Knight list idea

Alright so I finally bought the Knight QuestoCanis Rex kit after thinking about it for months. My current lists are pretty strong against hordes and melee focused armies, and usable against medium sized targets, but I get curve stomped by heavies (I conceded at the bottom of round 2 VS 3 Bane Blades because I was already nearly tabled). But I really like Vanguard Spearhead because a LOT of units can be hard to hit, or even impossible (I.e. Vindicare or Tech Marines near a tank). So here’s a list I made to try and keep that high mobility + add in some tank busting.
Warlord: Captain in Phobos armor with Shadow War Veteran, attach him to 5 Incursors
Librarian in Phobos armor, attach him to my Eliminators
Apothecary with Blade Driven Deep, attach him to 10 Infernus
Tech Marine
1 Sqaud of 5 Intercessors
2 Gladiator Lancers
1 Inceptor squad of 3
1 Infiltrator squad of 5
1 Scout squad of 5 (all optional weapons, with the heavy bolter)
Canis Rex
1 Inquisitor leading a full Henchmen squad
Comes out to 1995 points.
I feel like between the Knight, Lancers, and Tech marine I have plenty of anti-heavy stuff, my Inquisitor’s squad and Apothecary’s squad can melt chaff, Incursors buff the shooting if there’s a model that NEEDS to die, and I still have some Intercessors for sticky objectives. Plus the Captain allows for deployment shenanigans.
What do y’all think? I’ve only won 2 games so far, drawn twice, and lost probably 10 times, so still pretty new to Warhammer and list building.
Edit: as pointed out, Phobos captain can’t attach to Infernus, so I shuffled a few things around.
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2024.05.16 08:52 Life_Faithlessness90 They Act Like Idiots In Front Of Their Grown Children - Drunk Me Gen Moment

Parent gets drunk during game night and tries to do the "River Dance". After at least 3 foot surgeries, and an absolute inability to do things like ice skate or look up with losing balance, I warned her that I'm not scraping her off the floor. Of course, as a typical ME gen moron, she stops talking not to listen but to wait for her turn to speak again:
There's the easy step and the hard step, I'm doing the hard step. This is great exercise.
Why do I feel like they act like worse children than we were when we were "actual* kids, and why does it feel like spite?? I told my mother she acts like a 17 year old when she gets drunk, and she got offended, yet she's currently hanging on to the fridge making a mockery of a traditional dance movement. Oh, while making comments like:
My sister never believed we were Irish!
That sentence had so many issues I just walked away flabbergasted and resigned to this childishness. I could write a NY Times bestseller off her daily antics, thank you for allowing me to speak about my Me Gen parent.
P.S. Screw calling them Boomers, they chose that name, they are the ME generation (as they were called) and it shows every second they speak.
P.S. Edit: She's not Irish, she took a DNA test and has ancestry but like the typical dweeb, "I am now an Irishman"!!
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2024.05.16 08:43 Illustrious-Age-2642 AITAH for telling my boyfriend how I truly feel?

For context I had been dating this boy for about two years, and during October of last year I caught him cheating on me. I stayed with him April of this year because I thought things would eventually get better.
I'm scheduled for spinal fusion surgery on May 28th and I have been increasingly worried about it. Back in April when I told my boyfriend about this, he didn't really seem to have any reaction to it. Then again, he didn't really have a reaction to anything I told him about my life. After I told him I could feel him start to pull away from me more than usual. He'd spend more time online playing games or talking with his friends while barely talking to me at all.
I tried my best to give him grace because I didn't want to seem like I was nagging him, but I eventually reached my breaking point. In one long message I told him that the cheating, lack of attention, and lack of care for my surgery was making me feel unloved. It took him nearly a month to respond to this, and he did so by telling me everything he didn't like about me and calling me an immature b****. I responded by addressing each of his points and asking if we could have a more in depth conversation if he felt like it. We've been friends for about three years and I really didn't want to lose a friendship because things didn't work out romantically. The last message he ever sent me was a meme telling me to take a pill. After that he blocked me on every platform we ever talked on.
Now I'm left feeling guilty about this whole thing. I didn't mean my messages to be an attack on him, and I tried not to phrase them as such. I just wanted him to know how I felt. Was I wrong for this, chat? AITAH?
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