True Brother Protects His Sister…

Reblog if you can relate 🌹

The low blood sugar headaches that turn into migraines that test your determination.

Feeling so bloated you question whether or not you counted your calories correctly.

Fighting the urge to weigh yourself everyday because you know the number will never be as low as you hope it to be.

The saying, “slow progress is progress” because patience doesn’t come easy when you’re starving.

Carb flu. Carb flu. Carb flu. Fuck carb flu.

Feeling exhausted, scatterbrained and fatigued from the moment you wake to the moment you lay back down.

When you hit your ugw and it’s still not good enough.

How To Make The Ultimate Chocolate Cake

One Piece Chapter 931:

Robin sneaking off to do her thing and finally getting in on some decent action, hopefully

Law confirmed as a nerd again (nothing new here)

Chopper being the cutest lil ninja ever uwu

from Tupac: Resurrection 2003.

Diabetes Master Post

TYPE 1:

Type 1 diabetes is an auto-immune disease where the body’s immune system attacks the cells in the pancreas that produce insulin. Type 1 diabetes usually develops in children - it is unsure if it is triggered by external factors such as another illness or puberty. However, it has been proved that type 1 diabetes is genetic, meaning it can run in whole families.

Type 1 diabetes CANNOT be cured, it can only be treated by artificial insulin.

TYPE 2:

Type 2 diabetes usually develops in older people who usually have a bad diet and don’t exercise as much as they should. It develops due to PROLONGED bad diet and it cannot develop by just one slice of cake or bag of sweets. Type 2 diabetes can be controlled by tablets, good diet and exercise. In time, a person with type 2 can stop their medication. If controlled badly, a person with type 2 might have to take daily insulin injections.

CF RELATED DIABETES:

CF related diabetes is neither type 1 nor type 2. CF is cystic fibrosis, a chronic illness that impact many areas of the body. CF patients have a small pancreas that makes it hard to digest food without medication; as well as this, it is relatively common for people with CF to develop diabetes (around 50% develop it).

They are no longer to produce the right amount of insulin you need (like in type 1) but they can also become insulin resistant (like in type 2).

HYPOGLYCEMIA:

Hypoglycemia (or a hypo) is low blood sugar. This is very common for people with diabetes (normally type 1) as artificial insulin can lower blood sugars to dangerously low levels. Symptoms can include; shakiness, tiredness, sweating, headaches, hunger and acting drunk. Hypos can usually be treated by sugar and carbs.

If not treated, a person can pass out from having no sugar in their blood and in some cases it can cause death.

HYPERGLYCEMIA:

Hyperglycemia (or a hyper) is high blood sugar. This is common for people with diabetes and people are always diagnosed with high blood sugar. Symptoms can include; anger, headaches, sweating, lethargy and the feeling of being sick. Hypers are treated by a correction dose of insulin to lower the blood sugars and lots of water to dilute the blood.

If not treated, a person can go into DKA (this is more common in type 1 diabetics). DKA (diabetic ketoacidosis) is a condition where the body is starved of nutrition, so it breaks down the body through the use of ketones. DKA, in extreme cases, can cause the blood to turn acidic and can cause veins to shut down as well as some vital organs.

PENS:

A way to control type 1 diabetes is through pen injection. Pen injections require the person to take insulin each time before they eat as well as a set injection in the day for long lasting insulin. Pens hold a vial of insulin that need to be changed each time a vial is used up.

Injection sites need to be rotated around the stomach, arms and legs (and anywhere else that is comfortable). Scar tissue can form if  a site is used too much and it can be painful to inject into. Pens can also be given cool names to make it more personal.

PUMPS:

Pumps act a lot more like a pancreas does in that it can release insulin over a longer period of time to tackle things that are slow release such as pasta. Pumps can be wireless or have tubing, but both types still include vials of insulin (that need to be changed). Pumps also have a higher chance of failing, which means that a person with a pump might need to return back to pen injections if the pump does fail.

Pumps also need to be rotated so that scarring doesn’t occur. Some pumps can also be decorated.

EXERCISE:

Exercise with diabetes needs to be done carefully. Some actions can cause blood sugars to spike which requires an insulin correction dose while others cause blood sugars to drop which requires the person to take a break and to eat.

A person with diabetes should test their sugars before, after and during exercise and they shouldn’t exercise at all with ketones since it can be dangerous.

PERIODS:

Diabetes often effects periods. This means that before a period begins, a person can experience higher sugars which means they might need to accommodate for this. Furthermore, injection sites might become more painful around a period.

DO NOT:

- Suggest ways to ‘treat’ a person’s diabetes through herbs and other remedies - usually this is all wrong and if you suggest it to a person with type 1 then you might get ranted at

- Comment on weight. At all. Weight is personal and a person shouldn’t be judged if they are overweight with diabetes

- Make jokes like 'I ate so much I’ll get 5 types of diabetes’. It isn’t funny and you’re only adding to the stigma that all diabetics are overweight

- Try and lecture a person with diabetes, they know what they’re doing most of the time

- Bring up people you know with diabetes and follow it up by saying that they died from it. This usually causes unnecessary stress and anxiety

- Ask for any food you see diabetics eating. Food they have has normally been injected for or the right amount of tablets has been taken or it. OR the food they’re eating is to treat a hypo and therefore cannot be taken

Hope this helped a little bit

Owner: “How much will this cost?”

Me: “I will get a treatment plan made so you can see everything and what the total cost will be.”

Owner: “Just tell me. Afraid I won’t pay? I want to do what’s best and I don’t want to waste time.”

Me: “A signed treatment plan is our permission slip to proceed, we have everyone sign them. It takes less than 5 minutes.”

Owner: “Jesus. Fine. But can I just have a guess as to the cost?”

Me: “Without the plan I can’t say for sure. I believe about $800 for everything.”

Owner: “Just do it!”

Me: “Here is the plan, please sign in all the highlighted areas. The total is actually going to be $740.”

Owner: “Yes, yes. Please go help my dog. Here it is all signed.”

Owner at the front desk: “OUTRAGEOUS! I had no clue this would be so much! $740 for basically nothing! I won’t pay. Take me to court of you must!”

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Emmett was influenced by Beauty And The Beast

So I talked about this before but I reblogged it only the back of another post and I’ve decided to just make my own post about it.

We’ve all seen this cursed picture

And we’ve all thought “why the hell does he have a bag of several hard boiled eggs????”

Well I’m here to tell you exactly why.

So my head cannon is this:

The humans at school were confused by Emmett. They were confused by all the cullen kids because they never ate, but ESPECIALLY Emmett. How can he be so buff if they’ve never even seen him bring food to school? He deals with this issue for decades. Eventually he sees Beauty and the Beast(probably in theaters in 1991). He didn’t relate to Gaston because Gaston hates women, but the second Gaston sang “When I was a lad I ate four dozen eggs every morning to help me get large and now that I'm grown I eat five dozen eggs so I'm roughly the size of a barge” something clicked for him. Since then he brings large amounts of hard boiled eggs with him to school. If anyone ever gets the courage to ask why he has so many eggs he bursts into that bit of the song. People learn that it’s just easier to not ask the Cullens about their dietary habits. They still think the Cullens are weird and don’t eat enough, but they’ll never one of them about it to their faces ever again. After all, who knows what kind of weird shit Alice will sing if they prompt her with this question.

buzz cut evans with the beard to the rescue 😍🔥

Ohio (Lucas Jade Zumann x reader)

A/N: Hellooo! I won’t be posting a lot because we are back to classes where I live, and I have to really focus on my grades, but I’ll still post 💙

Character: Lucas Jade Zumann x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of accidents, abuse, alcohol. Crying. Swearing.

The characters live in Ohio.

SONG: Ohio - Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness [Recomendation: read whilst listening to it]

Lucas’s POV

I ended a call with my cousin ,who was currently in London for an indeterminate time, because my food was burning. I forgot I left the lasagna on the oven for over an hour and once I opened the kitchen’s door there was a cloud of smoke coming straight to my face.

“Shit. Shit. Shit.“ I said taking the container out of the oven, burning my thumb in the process. After shoving the burnt lasagna on the counter, I headed straight to the bathroom to take care of the small burnt area. Luckily it wasn’t a big deal, just a fright. I put a Cars bandaid that (Y/N) made me buy in case something happened.

(Y/N).

She is a peculiar girl who deserves it better than she has. She has beautiful (Y/H/C) which half of the time is tied on a messy bun. She also has these beautiful blue eyes which most of the time red and puffy because of crying. Crying for different reasons. Sometimes because of the death of her family on a car accident three years ago, which killed her parents and little brother, letting her be the only survivor. A scar goes from her knee to the side of her leg. A constant reminder that she got away on the tragedy but her family didn’t.

But other times she would cry for a complete other reason. With her parents death the only family she had left was his dad’s brother. An alcoholic man. So this last three years were a mess for her. Being a maid to him, serving as his punch bag when he had high levels of alcohol on his blood, etcetera.

That’s where I come in.

We have been best friends since Middle school. She is a year younger than me and recently graduated high school whereas I did last year. She says I’m her last string holding her up. Two years ago I started noticing small bruises in her arms and legs, so naturally, I asked her what whas going on. She told me everything and we became even more close. I thought a million times on doing something about it, but if I told the authorities, (Y/N) would be taken away from my side. And if I took the matter onto my own hands I would en up getting hurt. I didn’t mind about it, but she did.

As I stared at the bandaid wrapped around my finger a loud constant knock on my front door was heard. I jumped a little. The knocking was still present. I ran down the stairs, opened the door, and was engulfed on a hug.

Your POV

I hugged him. That’s the first thing that came to my mind. My tears bluring my vision. The second my body met his, I broke down. Lost my strength. My legs stopped working. I was a crying mess. He let the both of us fall on the floor, hugging me tightly against his chest. My clothing was a case appart. I ran all the way down from my uncle’s house to his in only a pair of gym shorts and a bra. I still couldn’t believe it.

“Wh- what.. what happened?”He worriedly asked when he noticed my lack of clothing. “Why are you on a bra? Where’s your shirt?” I covered myself. Wrapped my arms against my chest. Brought my legs to myself. This action only made me cry harder, remembering what just happened.

“Whe-where were y-you?” I cried.

“What are you talking about? I was here the whole time” It broke him to see me like this. Never had he ever seen me on this state. So broken. So fragile. So vulnerable.

“Your pho-phone” I whispered this time.

Fuck.

“(Y/N).. I… was talking to my.. to my cousin. “He explained but quickly added “what the hell happened?” The sobbing got louder. The pain on my chest unbearable. He then proceeded to try and grab me bridal style, but I just screamed and covered my ears, remembering his touch. He got scared but didn’t let go of me.

“W-we need to l-leave, Lucas. Please.” I begged.

“I want you to explain me what happened. Besides: we can’t leave. What would your friends say? Your uncle. He would get really mad-“ he was cut off by my words.

“He touched me. He touched me, Lucas.” I cried harder. By this point The neighbors might have called the police. He just stared. A mixture of pain and shock.

“What?”

“He… he almost raped me. Please. We need to get out of here. He is coming for me. “ I begged hiding my head on his chest and taking a handful of his shirt.

“How- where is he?” Anger taking over him. “How did you make it out?” He sat on his bed, laying me on his lap and hldimg me close to him.

“I hit him with a b-bottle” I explained inhaling his scent. It always helped me calm down.

After a few seconds of silence he got up and tossed me to the side, leaving me on a sitting position. He grabbed a hoodie and handed it to me. Then started to pack some things onto a suitcase. We were leaving. That made me smile a little. But the image of my uncle forcing my shirt off and touching me made me tear up.

Lucas’s POV

Goodbye blue house

Goodbye red door

Abandoned bars where we would drink on weekends

There’s magnets pulling from the ocean.

I can’t forget the way she looked at me when we were leaving. We had been planning a road trip to the west coast for a long time. The only thing stopping us was (Y/N)’s studies. But now there’s nothing holding us back.

We started the drive to California.

Where it’s warmer.

To start a new life.

I’m gonna miss Ohio

but this time we’re gonna make it right.

As I look to my side I see a wide awake (Y/N). Counting crows through the tears on her blue eyes.

I place one hand on her lap, Just over her scar, caressing it. She simply looks down at my hand and places her own over mine, palm against the back of mine, interwining our fingers together. I give her a reassuring smile.

An hour into the trip she is sound asleep. Tear stains on her cheeks. Puffy eyes.

It started to rain. Something that often happened in Ohio. A small grin appeared on my lips as i thought to myself:

I’m gonna miss Ohio, but I’m not gonna miss the rain

So as I’m trying to find a station on the radio.

I know everything is gonna be beter on the west coast.

Better that the mess we left back home.