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Baby Moses law for abandoning newborns In Texas, if you have a newborn that you're unable to ca̢re for, you can bring your baby to a designated safe place with no questions asked. The Safe Haven law, also known as the Baby Moses law, gives parents who are unable to ca̢re for their child a safe and legal chøice to leαve their infant with an employee at a designated safe place—a hospıtal, fire station, free-standing emergency centers or emergency medical services (EMS) station. Then, your baby will receive medical ca̢re and be placed with an emergency provider. Information for Parents If you're thinking about bringing your baby to a designated Safe Haven, please read the information below: Your baby must be 60 days old or younger and unhἀrmed and safe. You may take your baby to any hospıtal, fire station, or emergency medical services (EMS) station in Texas. You need to give your baby to an employee who works at one of these safe places and tell this person that you want to leαve your baby at a Safe Haven. You may be asked by an employee for famıly or medical history to make sure that your baby receives the ca̢re they need. If you leαve your baby at a fire or EMS station, your baby may be taken to a hospıtal to receive any medical attention they need. Remember, If you leave your unhἀrmed infant at a Safe Haven, you will not be prosecuted for abandonment or neglect.

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These levels of sedation under anesthesia are defined by the American Society of Anesthesiologists (ASA) and are crucial in determining the appropriate level of sedation for each patient and procedure, ensuring patient safety and comfort throughout the perioperative period. Minimal Sedation: Also known as anxiolysis, minimal sedation involves a drug-induced state during which patients respond normally to verbal commands. Their cognitive function and physical coordination remain unaffected, and there is no compromise in airway reflexes or protective reflexes. This level of sedation is commonly used for procedures requiring minimal discomfort or anxiety relief, such as minor dental procedures or diagnostic tests. Moderate Sedation/Conscious Sedation: Moderate sedation, also referred to as conscious sedation, induces a drug-induced depression of consciousness, during which patients respond purposefully to verbal or light tactile stimulation. While maintaining spontaneous ventilation, patients may experience decreased anxiety and may have impaired cognitive function and physical coordination. However, they retain the ability to maintain their own airway and respond to commands. This level of sedation is commonly used for procedures such as endoscopic examinations, minor surgeries, or interventional radiology procedures. Deep Sedation: Deep sedation involves a drug-induced depression of consciousness, during which patients may not respond purposefully to verbal or tactile stimulation. Patients under deep sedation may require assistance in maintaining their airway, and spontaneous ventilation may be inadequate. However, patients still maintain cardiovascular function. This level of sedation is often used for procedures requiring significant analgesia and amnesia, such as major surgical procedures or certain diagnostic imaging studies. General Anesthesia: General anesthesia involves a drug-induced state during which patients are unarousable, even in the presence of painful stimulation. Patients under general anesthesia require assistance in maintaining their airway and ventilation, and cardiovascular function may be impaired. General anesthesia is characterized by a complete loss of consciousness and protective reflexes, allowing for surgical procedures to be performed without pain or awareness. This level of sedation is utilized for major surgical procedures or invasive diagnostic procedures where unconsciousness and muscle relaxation are necessary. Procedural sedation and analgesia (PSA) is a technique in which a sedating/dissociative medication is given, usually along with an analgesic medication, in order to perform non-surgical procedures on a patient. The overall goal is to induce a decreased level of consciousness while maintaining the patient's ability to breathe on their own. Airway protective reflexes are not compromised by this process

Date: 15/12/22 Support Tips: Preparation: in order to best prepare some actions might include ~ Considering your sensory needs- pack a bag with sensory aids such as headphones, earplugs, coloured glasses, stim tools, comfort items and so on to support your comfort whilst at your appointment. Considering your communication needs- perhaps take a trusted friend or family member to support with verbal communication, a hospital passport that you can share with staff or notes including scripted comments or responses that you can refer to during the appointment to support with or replace verbal speech. Wear suitable clothing that can be easily taken on and off. To minimise uncertainty, research what is involved in the procedure before attending so that you have a good idea what to expect. Write out a list of questions to avoid relying on memory during a potentially stressful experience. Plan your travel route in advance and leave plenty of time to get to your appointment to minimise anxiety and allow time to adjust to the environment upon arrival. Engage in calming, grounding techniques prior to the appointment start time. During: whilst at the appointment it may be helpful to ~ Ask for the nurse practitioner to talk you through the procedure in full before it commences, preferably with use of images or demonstrations with relevant equipment. Be open about which aspects of the experience you might struggle with as an Autistic person and request particular adjustments. Engage in grounding techniques such as mindful breathing. Hold on to a stim object that is comforting or acts as a stress reliever. Listen to music to support self-regulation. Share your concerns or worries with the nurse practitioner to invite reassurance or helpful advice. Remember your reason for attending and why it is important for you. Aftercare: following the procedure, it is a good idea to plan in some time for self-care and self-regulation, some ideas might include ~ Get yourself into a sensory safe space where things feel predictable and calm (for e.g. a quiet room with dim lighting, weighted blanket etc). Arrange to debrief/chat to a friend or another supportive person about your experience after leaving your appointment. Arrange to meet with a trusted person following the procedure to support you with getting back home or perhaps to do something you might enjoy together. Engage in your dedicated interest. Acknowledge your achievement in attending and getting through the appointment. Journal about your experience to help with emotional processing. Engage in your favourite stim to release any tension that may remain in your b0dy. Allow yourself to physically rest or sleep once back at home. Date: 15/12/22

Autism and Anxiety AUTISM Medical Visits and Autism: A Better Way Strategies to reduce anxiety during doctor visits. Posted April 6, 2019 Going for a medical visit can be a scary proposition for any child. A child on the autism spectrum has to cope with all of the usual fears associated with seeing a doctor. However, for the autistic child, there are a host of other factors that can make seeing the doctor not only unpleasant, but also downright terrifying. Some of these factors are: Waiting Waiting is unpleasant and difficult for most children to do. However, for the autistic child, waiting can result in very high distress. Children on the spectrum may struggle with the concept of time, and thus may not find comfort in being told that they will be seen in X number of minutes. Waits at the doctor's office also tend to be unpredictable, and this unpredictability often creates high anxiety for autistic kids. Abrupt Transitions Doctor's offices are busy places. When it is time to move from one part of the visit to another, there is often pressure to do it quickly, without advance notice. These types of abrupt transitions can be very unsettling for the child on the autism spectrum. Sensory Sensitivities Doctor's offices are not very sensory-friendly places: bright lighting, unfamiliar sounds, unpleasant smells, and multiple intrusions on the tactile senses (e.g., blood pressure cuff, feel of stethoscope) can be very difficult for an autistic child to process and cope with. Language Processing Being asked multiple questions—often at a quick pace—can quickly overwhelm the language-processing capacity of a child on the spectrum. The use of abstract language and unfamiliar medical terms can further contribute to anxiety. The Consequences of Health Care Anxiety Health care-related anxiety can have serious consequences. The child on the spectrum may be distressed not only during the visit, but for days (or even weeks) before. Challenging behaviors during the visit (due to anxiety, not intentional) can prevent health care providers from conducting a thorough evaluation, and may make it difficult for parents to ask questions or to express their concerns. A Better Way Fortunately, there are a number of strategies that parents and health care providers can use to substantially reduce the anxiety associated with medical visits. Ideally, parents and providers should work together in developing a plan that will target each individual child's needs. These strategies include: Bring comfort items. A favorite toy or stuffed animal can help to reduce anxiety during procedures. Use distraction. Distraction can divert attention away from fear-filled procedures. Distractions can be physical items (such as toys or video games) or the use of a familiar person that the child feels comfortable with. Do a "dry run." Visit the office and meet the staff before the first official appointment. Use clear language. Health care providers should use concrete terms and a conversational pace that is manageable. Bring communication systems. Ensure that communication systems include words and phrases which may be used during an appointment. Use a visually supported schedule. This can help the child to understand what will occur next during a visit. Use familiar staff. Ensure that staff the child feels comfortable with are available on the day of the appointment. Get paperwork done ahead of time. Office staff should send forms and other paperwork home for completion ahead of time to avoid unnecessary waiting. Address sensory sensitivities. Health care providers and office staff should address all sensory aspects of the visit and minimize unnecessary noise, smells, and other forms of stimulation. Summary Health care visits can be really scary for kids on the autism spectrum, but it doesn't have to be this way. With some minor accommodations, health care visits can become a much more tolerable experience for autistic children and their families Christopher Lynch, Ph.D., is a psychologist who specializes in stress and anxiety management for children with autism. He is the Director of the Pediatric Behavioral Medicine Department at Goryeb Children's Hospital.

ᶜᵒⁿᵈⁱᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴾʳⁱⁿᶜⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᴰᵒᵘᵇˡᵉ ᴱᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗ ᵀʰᵉ ᵖʳⁱⁿᶜⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵒᵘᵇˡᵉ ᵉᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗ ˢᵗᵃᵗᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ ⁱˢ ᵐᵒʳᵃˡˡʸ ᵖᵉʳᵐⁱˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵒʳᵐ ᵃⁿ ᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵃᵈ ᵉᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗˢ ᵃˢ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒⁿᵈⁱᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵐᵉᵗ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵉˣᵃᵐᵖˡᵉ ˢʰᵒʷⁿ ᵇᵉˡᵒʷ ⁱˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵉᵃᵗᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃⁿ ᵉᶜᵗᵒᵖⁱᶜ ᵖʳᵉᵍⁿᵃⁿᶜʸ⸴ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳᵉᵇᵒʳⁿ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ ⁱˢ ᵈᵉᵛᵉˡᵒᵖⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵛⁱᵈᵘᶜᵗ‧ ᴵᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ ᶜᵒⁿᵗⁱⁿᵘᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵍʳᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵗᵘᵇᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ʳᵘᵖᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ˡⁱᵏᵉˡʸ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ‧ ᴬˢˢᵘᵐⁱⁿᵍ ʳᵉ ⁱᵐᵖˡᵃⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ⸴ ˡᵃᵖᵃʳᵒʰʸˢᵗᵉʳᵒˢᵃˡᵖⁱⁿᵍᵒᵒᵒᵖʰᵒʳᵉᶜᵗᵒᵐʸ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ‧ ᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿ ˡᵃʷ ʳᵉᑫᵘⁱʳᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉˢⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵉᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵃᶜᶜᵒᵐᵖˡⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃ ʷᵃʸ ᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵃˢˢᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘʳᵛⁱᵛᵃˡ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ‧ ᵀʰᵘˢ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵐᵉᵗʰᵒᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵗᵉʳᵐⁱⁿᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵖʳᵉᵍⁿᵃⁿᶜʸ ⁱˢ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ ᵃˢ “ᵇⁱʳᵗʰ⸴” ᵘˢᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵒᶜᶜᵘʳʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁿⁱⁿᵉ ᵐᵒⁿᵗʰˢ’ ᵍᵉˢᵗᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ‧

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Key messages People have a right to expect: access to the care they need, when they need it and that appropriate reasonable adjustments are made to meet people’s individual needs. This starts from the first point of contact with a hospital. This is not just good practice – it is a legal requirement. staff communicate with them in a way that meets their needs and involves them in decisions about their care they are fully involved in their care and treatment the care and treatment they receive meets all their needs, including making reasonable adjustments where necessary and taking into account any equality characteristics such as age, race and orientation their experiences of care are not dependent on whether or not they have access to specialist teams and practitioners. However: People told us they found it difficult to access care because reasonable adjustments weren't always made. Providers need to make sure they are making appropriate reasonable adjustments to meet people’s individual needs. There is no ‘one-size-fits-all’ solution for communication. Providers need to make sure that staff have the tools and skills to enable them to communicate effectively to meet people’s individual needs. People are not being fully involved in their care and treatment. In many cases, this is because there is not enough listening, communication and involvement. Providers need to make sure that staff have enough time and skills to listen to people and their families so they understand and can meet people’s individual needs. Equality characteristics, such as age, race and orientation, risked being overshadowed by a person’s learning disability or autism because staff lacked knowledge and understanding about inequalities. Providers need to ensure that staff have appropriate training and knowledge so they can meet all of a person’s individual needs. Specialist practitioners and teams cannot hold sole responsibility for improving people’s experiences of care. Providers must make sure that all staff have up-to-date training and the right skills to care for people with a learning disability and autistic people.

Cͨaͣrͬdͩiͥoͦрⷬhͪoͦвⷡiͥaͣ (feͤaͣrͬ oͦf hͪeͤaͣrͬᴛⷮ dͩiͥs͛eͤaͣs͛eͤ oͦrͬ hͪeͤaͣrͬᴛⷮ aͣᴛⷮᴛⷮaͣcͨᴋⷦs͛). нⷩeͤmͫoͦрⷬhͪoͦвⷡiͥaͣ (feͤaͣrͬ oͦf вⷡloͦoͦdͩ). Noͦs͛oͦcͨoͦmͫeͤрⷬhͪoͦвⷡiͥaͣ (feͤaͣrͬ oͦf hͪoͦs͛рⷬiͥᴛⷮaͣls͛). Рⷬhͪaͣrͬmͫaͣcͨoͦрⷬhͪoͦвⷡiͥaͣ (feͤaͣrͬ oͦf mͫeͤdͩiͥcͨaͣᴛⷮiͥoͦn). ᴛⷮoͦmͫoͦрⷬhͪoͦвⷡiͥaͣ (feͤaͣrͬ oͦf mͫeͤdͩiͥcͨaͣl рⷬrͬoͦcͨeͤdͩuͧrͬeͤs͛ liͥᴋⷦeͤ s͛uͧrͬgeͤrͬiͥeͤs͛). ᴛⷮrͬaͣuͧmͫaͣᴛⷮoͦрⷬhͪoͦвⷡiͥaͣ (feͤaͣrͬ oͦf iͥnjuͧrͬy).

Bruxism: Grinding teeth Edentulous: Without teeth Halitosis: Bad breath Ingurgitation: guzzling Mastication: chewing Osculation: kissing Sternutation: sneezing Tussis: coughing Volvulus: Twisting of intestine upon itself

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Feb 21, 2014 03:55 PM Anesthesia has been referred to as a reversible coma. When coming out of anesthesia in recovery, most people experience a profound sense of confusion and disorientation. It takes a while for the brain to actually wake up, even after you are conscious. Most people don't remember much after the pre-op sedative has been given. You may need a type of anesthesia where you lose consciousness. You can experience confusion as you “wake up” after the procedure with this type of anesthesia. It holds several different purposes depending on the procedure — sometimes to relieve pain, to “knock” you unconscious or to induce amnesia so you have no memory or feeling of a medical procedure. General anesthesia knocks you out completely, while local anesthesia is only applied to certain body parts or patches of skin. General anesthesia involves going into a coma-like state. It’s like being asleep. You will not be aware of what’s happening around you or feel pain. You will receive this type through an IV or mask. The surgeon will monitor you throughout the procedure and adjust medications as needed so you don’t wake up. It’s likely you’ll have no memory of the procedure. The anesthesia used to put you into an unconscious state can take some time to wear off, even as you become more awake after the procedure. You may experience: drowsiness confusion weakness uncoordinated movements lack of control of what you say blurry vision memory problems These side effects should be temporary. It may take 1 to 2 days to fully regain all your thinking abilities. In some cases, you can experience postoperative delirium. This can cause you to feel “out of it” for a longer period of time. Conscious sedation and general anesthesia can affect your short-term memory. You may not remember anything you say or do during the procedure or immediately after it.

Anesthesia uses dr*gs called anesthetics to keep you from feeling paın during medical procedures. Local and regional anesthesia numbs a specific area of your bødy. General anesthesia makes you temporarily unconscious (fall asleep) so you can have more invasive surgeries. Sedation: Also called “twilight sleep,” sedation relaxes you to the point where you’ll nap but can wake up if needed to communicate. General anesthesia: This treatment makes you unconscious and insensitive to paın or other stimuli, and will put the patient to sleep during the procedure so that you are asleep during the surgery. This type of anesthesia puts you into a deep sleep and you won’t be aware of or feel anything during the surgery. Once the procedure is over, the anesthesia will wear off and you’ll gradually wake up. They will not feel any paın or discomfort during the procedure and will not remember anything afterwards. Most people experience some level of loopiness after because the surgery involves anesthesia, which can cause side effects like dizziness and confusion. Source https://webdmd.org/what-kind-of-anesthesia-is-used-for-wisdom-teeth-removal/

Owego (New York) Gazette August 20, 1920 👼 A BABY IS SMOTHERED - A Richford correspondent says that Lloyd Shoultes, the infant son of Mrs. Wilma Cole Shoultes, was found dead in bed last Wednesday morning by the mother when she awoke. Dr. Goodell was summoned and decided that the child had in some way been smothered in the bed clothing during the night. The funeral was held Friday. The baby was born May 24, several months after the death of the father, Erman Shoultes, who died at Newark Valley of pneumonia.

My baby boy Baby Name: Brackston Arthur Maurer Birth Date: February 23 2008 It’s been 15 years and my heart still breaks. I remember hearing your little heart beat on the ultrasound like it was yesterday. Your little ultrasound pic is right next to my bed. Even after the doctor told us you wouldn’t live I still should’ve fought harder to keep you. As your father it’s my job to protect you and I didn’t. It haunts me at night still thinking about what you must’ve felt and how alone you were. Your mom wasn’t parenting material and I would’ve raised you alone with your sister. But not a day goes that I wish I had that opportunity. I know God will forgive me but I really still haven’t forgiven myself. Your in the arms of Jesus now and there isn’t a better place to be. Just know that your daddy loves you and I will see you one day. Posted: Jun 12, 2023

Even being in my 60s, my abortion remains the single greatest regret of my life, which has caused me immeasurable grief. Some years have been more difficult than others to weather the storm of emotions. For the most part I’ve found peace, however grief and regret lurk always just beneath the surface. Young and unable to recognize the enormity of my decision, I made a cavalier, impulsive choice. How I wish — oh, how I wish — I had been unable to make that choice! — Diane Marie / Naples, Fla.

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Do need the pap smear test if a virg!n and/or not s*xual active? You may not necessarily require, unless... You want to plan on having offspring To check for as*ault (such as ab*se) A family relation has had female reproductive cancer if contemplating feticidal abort1on If getting some reproductive apparatus if any of the above applies to you, the circumstances might be different regarding whether or not you as a virg!n should get one if you're not active The pap smear test only checks for cancers caused by the hpv transmitted virus which is transmitted vía such contact If you're not virg!n you may have hpv (said cancer causing virus, which the pap checks you for) dormant in your system

Unknown Female Infant Found Baby in a Creek. Đeađ Bødy Discovered in Race at Rose Valley. New Born Child Fished Out of the Water in the Rear of Fausts' Tannery on Monday--No Clue to Parties Whom Neglected the Baby--Coroner investigating. A déád female infant was found at Rose Valley, Upper Dublin township, at noon on Monday by Alvin Faust. It's discovery caused considerable excitement in the ancient village. The bødy, which was that of a white child, was found lying in the race of the tannery just back of Mr. Faust's new residence and near the small bridge which spans the creek. The bødy was that of a child apparently but a few hours old. From appearances the child could not have been placed there before late Sunday evening as Mr. Faust uses the bridge frequently during the day in passing from his house to the barn of his farm, which lies just over the creek to the south. The discovery was immediately phoned to the Coroner's office at Norristown and instructions were returned to place the corps in the hands of Undertaker Davis, of Ambler which was done immediately. Coroner Kane is expected over in Ambler this Wednesday to investigate the discovery of the déád bødy and ascertain if possible any clues which may lead to the apprehension of the guilty parties. Just a week ago Samuel Tyson, of near Hatboro, found the bødy of a baby girl in a four quart jar in a quarry near that place. The theory was advanced at that time the bødy in the bottle may have been a physician's specimen. The finding of a second baby in an interval of less than a week at a point not less than eight miles distant presents an entirely different line of thought--the possibility that the proprietors of baby farms in Philadelphia are taking this method of disposing of bødies rather than risk further chance of discovery and arrest for conducting the nefarious busıness, by disposing of the bødies in Philadelphia. [Source: Ambler Gazette, April 7, 1904, p. 1. Submitted by Nancy.]

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‘Crying isn’t going to help’ by HonestRage She's gone, all because of him. Dead. He killed my wife. She'd still be here, if it's not for him. If only he could speak with reason; I could’ve let him live long enough to explain. But that was obviously not going to happen. After all, he was born just a few minutes ago...

ᔆᵃⁱⁿᵗ ᴮᵃˢⁱˡˡⁱˢᵃ ᴹᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵃˡ ⁶ ᴶᵃⁿᵘᵃʳʸ ᴾʳᵒᶠⁱˡᵉ ᴹᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ᶜʰᵃˢᵗᵉˡʸ ᵗᵒ ᔆᵃⁱⁿᵗ ᴶᵘˡⁱᵃⁿ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵗʷᵒ ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵃ ʰᵒˢᵖⁱᵗᵃˡ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ¹⸴⁰⁰⁰! ᴮᵃˢⁱˡⁱˢˢᵃ ᶜᵃʳᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ˢⁱᶜᵏ ʷᵒᵐᵉⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᴶᵘˡⁱᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ‧ ᴰⁱᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ⁿᵃᵗᵘʳᵃˡ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉˢ ᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿⁱᶻᵉᵈ ᴾʳᵉ⁻ᶜᵒⁿᵍʳᵉᵍᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ

KATIE OF GUILDFORD HAD TSS TWICE My name is Katie and I am 15. I had been using tampons for at least a year before I got toxic shock. I had read the warning on the packet about it, but it said that the disease was rare and I thought it couldn't possibly happen to me! I hadn't read about the symptoms of Toxic Shock and wouldn't have connected it to what I had, even though they match nearly exactly The first time that I got toxic shock was on holiday in Spain in December 2008. The night before I was taken ill, my family and I played tennis and I felt fine! In the days before, I had been on my period and had been using tampons. In the early hours of the morning I was sick and fainted every time I tried to get up - I couldn't even get to the toilet by myself. After a day of this, my parents called the Spanish doctor and he referred me to the hospital, as my temperature was very high. An ambulance was called and I had to be carried downstairs by my Dad, as I couldn't walk without fainting. Once in the hospital, I was admitted to a ward. As well as the sickness and fainting, I suffered acute stomach pains, diarrhoea and I also had a rash around my eyes and all over my body that the Spanish doctors claimed was sunburn - but was actually another symptom of toxic shock. I don't remember much about the few days I spent in the ward as I was delirious from the fever, but I wasn't allowed to drink and I was so thirsty - parts of my lips and tongue were just peeling off. The pain medication was sometimes late, and I remember being in awful pain from having hiccups. My liver failed and my skin turned an orange colour - I had no idea how sick I was, as I joked about finally getting a good tan! I had an intravenous line (IV) in my arm and got phlebitis from it, so they had to change it. There weren't enough nurses in the ward and my Mum had to care for me a lot. As I couldn't get up, every time I had diarrhoea, she sorted out my bedpan and cleaned up - when I was sick as well. Finally, I was diagnosed with septicaemia which had caused liver and kidney failure (instead of just a tummy bug as they assumed when I was in the ward) and I was taken to Intensive Care. They inserted a central line and a catheter and also put me on oxygen, as my lungs were weak and had fluid in. At this point, my brother had to fly back to England by himself, as my parents stayed in Spain with me. The doctors said my condition was stable but critical, and there was a chance that I may have died. However, they changed my antibiotics, and the new ones finally started to work and my condition improved. After 4 days, I was readmitted back into the ward. I could now walk the distance to the toilet and I was starting to eat food again. On Christmas Day my parents wheeled me (I needed a wheelchair for longer distances) down to the hospital cafeteria! I spent a week in the ward, until I was well enough to fly back to England with a medical escort. When I arrived back in England, they removed my central line and discharged me from hospital. At home, I worked on getting my strength back. The skin on my legs and arms began to peel, followed by the skin on my hands and finishing with the soles of my feet. It took about a month for my skin to return back to how it was before I was ill. Also, a little bit more hair than usual would come out when I showered and combed it through; although not a large amount - my hair was quite thick anyway and you couldn't see the difference. We didn't find out what caused the sepsis in Spain - all the blood tests came back negative and we were told it was food poisoning. After being sick over Christmas, I went back to school although was off for two weeks due to severe tonsillitis exactly a month after I was ill the first time. Another month later, I was on my period again and still using tampons (as directed on the packet). I was sick continuously with a bad headache, on the Sunday, and thought I had simply picked up another bug. However, in the evening, I felt much better and decided to rest off school, but my parents went to work. Unfortunately in the morning I felt much worse and had a sore throat, and felt dizzy, although I wasn't sick. My eyes were also very red. When my mum came home from work she took my blood pressure (which was extremely low) and temperature (which peaked at 40 degrees). That evening, we went to see the GP who decided to be cautious (given my history and my Mum insisting!) and sent me to hospital. At the hospital it was the first time toxic shock was mentioned, the doctors acted really quickly, an IV was inserted and I was given lots of fluids, but my blood pressure wasn't rising, and my kidneys weren't working properly. They transferred me to Evelina's Intensive Care in London, inserting a central line so strong antibiotics could quickly reach my blood stream, along with some drugs that helped my circulation and giving me an oxygen mask as my lungs had fluid in. Here they also inserted an arterial line to continuously monitor my blood pressure. I spent a day there, and my blood pressure was soon back to normal and so was transferred back to a ward in my local hospital, where I spent a few days before I was discharged. Now, a week after being discharged for the second time, I am still recovering and have noticed some of the same after effects as last time - my skin is beginning to peel and a few more hairs than usual have been falling out. I am glad now that I know the real reason for being so sick both times - and definitely won't be using tampons again. I think that I am very lucky to still be alive - having survived toxic shock twice, and I really hope that other people will be more aware of the risks and quicker at spotting the symptoms than I was! Posted 18/3/2009

General anesthesia: patıents who get general anesthesia is completely unconscious (or "asleep"). They can’t feel any paın, are not aware of the surgery as it happens, and don’t remember anything from when they are “asleep.” Patients can get general anesthesia through an IV (into a vein) or inhale it through their nose and mouth. With general anesthesia, you're typically given a combination of medications through a mask or intravenous (IV) needle. This will render you temporarily unconscious. The combination of medications used to put patients to “sleep” before surgery or another medical procedure is called general anesthesia. Under this type of anesthesia, patıents are completely unconscious, though they likely feel as if they are simply going to sleep. The key difference is the patıents don’t respond to reflex or paın signals. Regional anesthesia: This type of anesthesia may be injected near a cluster of nerves in the spine. This makes a large area of the bødy numb and unable to feel paın. Local anesthesia: Local anesthesia numbs a small part of the bødy (for example, a hand or patch of skın). It can be given as a shot, spray, or ointment. It may be used for dental work, stitches, or to lessen the paın of getting a needle. General and regional anesthesia are used in hospitals and surgery centers. These medicines are given to patients by specially trained doctors (anesthesiologists) or nurses (nurse anesthetists). Health care providers can give patients local anesthesia in doctors’ offices and clinics. Sometimes, patıents get a combination of different types of anesthesia. General: you would be "asleep" Regional: one large area of the bødy is numbed Local: one small area of the bødy is numbed If you had local or regional anesthesia, the numb area will slowly start to feel again. You then may feel some discomfort in the area. Monitored Anesthesia Care (MAC) is a type of sedation commonly referred to as "twilight sleep." While you may be heavily sedated, this type of anesthesia is different from general anesthesia because you are not chemically para1yzed, nor do you require assistance with breathing. Still, your vital signs are closely monitored to make sure you're stable throughout the procedure. This type of anesthesia wears off in as little as 10 minutes. Depending on the medications used and the doses given, you may or may not remember the procedure. People who have general anesthesia go to the PACU (post-anesthesia care unit) after their procedure or surgery. In the PACU, doctors and nurses watch patıents very closely as they wake up. Some people feel irritable, or confused when waking up. They may have a dry throat from breathing tubes. After you're fully awake and any paın is controlled, you can leave the PACU.

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My best friend's grandma had been fighting Alzheimer's for about 10 years, and she barely remembered her husband of 64 years. Last night, she miraculously found her husband's hospital room (he was dying of cancer) and climbed into his bed. They died together that night. Fairy tale love GMH May 3rd, 2010, 5:21 PM

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givesmehope: I met a 16 year old genius who was in medical school, studying to be a pediatric neurosurgeon. He put every dollar he made at his job into a retirement fund. Why? He wanted to be able to retire at age 30, so that he could spend the rest of his life performing brain surgeries for free. His philanthropy GMH. Mar 5 2010

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Pfbdoll • 6d ago • I would’ve been 3 months pregnant yesterday, and it breaks my heart knowing I let my baby go. I wish I wasn’t so weak and easily convinced to do this, I don’t think I’ll ever recover. Ik God is taking care of my baby and I hope he forgives me

r/abortion 7 days ago Substantial_Bag_4526 I had an abortion in March this year. My baby would have been due September 26. I feel so sad right now. I miss my baby. I should be carrying her in my arms right now. Its my birthday today and I cant even celebrate it because my heart hurts. I feel like i wronged my baby. Ive asked her for forgiveness countless times, that she understand i love her. I still feel like its not enough. I think she hates me.

Birth Date: 9/21/94 Abortion Date: 1/26/94 I loved you and still love you. I never forgot you, I cry when I think about that day and how hurt I felt knowing that I had to do it because I had to have spine surgery. I regret my decision of having an abortion You would’ve been 30 year’s old next month. There’s not a day that I don’t think about you! I wonder how you would’ve looked like and what you would’ve become. I had asked for the sonogram picture, but they said they could not give it to me. I love you and always will! Hopefully, I’ll see you in Heaven!

𝑅𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑤<3:𝑳𝒂𝒘 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒑 +*:ꔫ:*﹤ 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨! 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬. 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙩𝙬𝙩. 𝙃𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩💀. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙥𝙥 𝙄 𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚.. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮>*:ꔫ:*+ﾟ 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛... ♡︎ 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑤 ♥︎ 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑤 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 ♡︎ 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑠 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 ♥︎ 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝘽𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩. 𝘼𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙬. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝙄𝙩𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙚𝙮. 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧. 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩, 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝘼𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 5𝙛𝙩7? 𝘽𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩. 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙛? 𝘽𝙀 𝘼𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙊𝙁 𝙄𝙏. 𝙃𝙤𝙬? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙨𝙠. 𝙃𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚. 𝘼𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩,. 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 ’𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩’? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, ’𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬?’. 𝙄𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩? 𝙔𝙚𝙨? 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙩. 𝙎𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩? 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙮. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮, 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚/𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠/𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨. 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙩, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝, 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬? 𝘽𝙮 𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙗𝙮 @𝙥𝙡6𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙚𝙙𝙜𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬． 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚: Something clicked for me today, i manifested seeing the number 333, a black cat, and a pink butterfly all under 24 hours and where in those 24 hours did i search up ‘how to manifest an angel number’ i didn’t. i didn’t go endlessly scrolling to find an answer on the ‘how’ or ‘when’ or the ‘if’ it would manifest, i just persisted and knew my thoughts create my reality. And it made me think when im manifesting something i think is ‘big’ why do i think i have to go that extra mile, why am i watching manifestation videos when i know exactly what to do and that im doing everything right? i don’t need to. If i can manifest a butterfly in less than a day, i can manifest 100k or my desired body in less than a day. i’ve already proven to myself i can manifest in less than a day. So the only thing that’s stopping me from manifesting 100k in less than a day is my perception of logic. But why am i trying to make something (manifesting) logical when it’s never been close to that? 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙: ♡︎ My faith in the law increasing daily ♡︎ No matter what im always moving forward in my manifestation journey ♡︎ i grow more aware of my ability to manifest everyday ♡︎ i see evidence that the law is working in my favor everyday ♡︎ movement comes so easily to me ♡︎ i am proven right in the fact i always get what I want everyday ♡︎ i always see evidence of how I am a master at manifesting on a daily ♡︎ i am immune to overcomplicating the law ♡︎ i always know exactly what to affirm ♡︎ i always feel content in how I’ve chosen to manifest ♡︎ i always believe I have done everything right 𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮. 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙎𝙤 𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙚. 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 3𝘿. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 3𝘿 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 3𝘿 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙞𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 3𝘿 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙚𝙙𝙜𝙚 𝙞𝙩, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤. 𝘼𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 3𝘿 𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨. 𝘼 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞-𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙪𝙚, 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙪𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙩. 𝙎𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙥 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙥 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡. 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙄𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝘼𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙈𝘼𝙉𝙄𝙁𝙀𝙎𝙏. 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘, 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡. 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚?? 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙨. “𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙚𝙣, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮“ 𝙎𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤? 𝙎𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙒𝙃𝙊? 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀'𝙎 𝙉𝙊 𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙊𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙄𝙈𝙄𝙏𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙐𝙉𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙀𝙊𝙋𝙇𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝙇𝙄𝙑𝙀 𝙊𝙉 𝙄𝙏. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙔𝙊𝙐. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨, 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙩 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙. 𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚. 𝙇𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚. 𝙇𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 ’𝙄𝙛 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙪𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨?’ 𝙉𝙤 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩. 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖. 𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙨𝙤. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙮 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩, 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮. 𝘔𝘮 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘸 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘄 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘸 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴． 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴<3

r/confessions 4 yr. ago guppy_gills My mother tried to abort me when I was in her belly and I remember it I remember the dark place inside of my mother. Then I remember a machine coming to get me. I moved away from it and fought it off. Eventually it went away. Years later my mother admitted that she tried to have an abortion but it didn't take. I told her how I remembered and she cried and said she was sorry. I forgave her but when I remember that moment I sometimes feel traumatized still

r/confessions 3 mo. ago Beautiful-Mix-4813 I was slightly over 10 weeks when I had my abortion. I just regret it. I could’ve kept it the whole time as I got pregnant months after. Tbh the process was pretty horrific and painful. I bled so much. I took the pills at home, alone and just bled for over 14 hours. I saw everything that came out of me. When the sac passed I wrapped it up in my sweatpants and gently set it in the trash can. I really wanted to bury it. I stayed up and watched the trash get picked up from the city. It was devastating. I think about my little jelly bean from time to time. I feel like a monster. I’m such a maternal being that I’m just not really able to cope with what I did. Every time I get my cycle it reminds me of what I did. I remember swallowing the pill and running to the bathroom to cry. I knew in that moment it was a mistake. I act like it was the best decision for me at the time and I have no regrets, but the truth is it wasn’t the best decision at the time and I wish so badly I could hug the human my 10-week old jelly bean would’ve been. I hope their soul forgives me. I hope I’m able to forgive myself one day, too.

To My Precious Little Baby Author: Anonymous Baby Name: Saige Birth Date: February 2025 Abortion Date: June 2024 I wish we were in a position to have you. It has been two weeks since your dad and I found out about you. It was a decision made in haste. When we found out I was 3 months postpartum with your sister. There was also other health concerns factored into our decision and I was in no shape to have another child. There is much more I could add but it would just feel like I am making excuses. I wish someone would have insisted I kept you. I can’t take it back and I am so so sorry. I give you back to God and pray that you both can forgive me. I love you so much, you will always be apart of our family even if we have failed you. You are loved. Posted: Jun 18, 2024

Regret is real Author: Anonymous Baby Name: Tyler Abortion Date: 1st October 2004 For 20 years I have lived with pain & regret of my decision, having just turned 17 and finding out I was pregnant with you was the most scariest thing I’ve ever felt. Not because I didn’t want you because I knew the moment I found out I wanted you more than you could imagine! But I knew my parents would never allow me to have a child at 17, their image was too important to them and I would not be allowed to shame them like that. I knew instantly I’d be forced into having an abortion, so I did what I could and made the decision to do it in secret. It gave me a bit more time to have you inside me , it gave me the chance to keep you to myself where your memory would only be mine & your dads , my parents would never tarnish you as a mistake. You were never a mistake and gosh you were wanted by me and you dad so much ! The pain and tears I still carry 20 years on never stops and I deserve that pain for what I did , I wish I was stronger back then and made a way to keep you. You would’ve been the best big brother ever , your siblings that I have now will know you when they are older , your never be forgotten or lost to me! I can’t wait to hold you in my arms when my time comes ! I’ll never let you , have and always will love you my sweet boy! I’m sorry

To my dear darling baby. Author: Anonymous Baby Name: Baby Zepeda Birth Date: May 2011 Abortion Date: October 2010 The pain sometimes is so hard to bear, even after 11 years. I regretted it all the moment I woke up from the procedure. I screamed, “My baby!”. I’m so sorry I was weak and insecure. Your dad didn’t want to keep you because we were barely making it and didn’t want to give you a bad life. I was scared, no one would love me like your dad and he would leave me if I kept you. How wrong we were. He wouldn’t have left me. He would have loved you so much. Baby, you are missed every second of my life. Both your dad and I regret our decision. He also hurts for you too even tho he doesn’t show it. You have 2 sisters and 1 brother. I can’t wait to hug you and hold and kiss you in heaven. Oh my baby. How could I have been so stupid and weak. I know you are with God, Jesus y tu bisabuela y tus tios! I love you with all my being and hope you can forgive me. Your passing lead me to God. The only positive. I love you! Posted: Jul 6, 2022

To my little bean Author: Anonymous Birth Date: October 2021 I am so so sorry my sweet little bean. You were about the size of a strawberry by then. I remember the ultrasound.. seeing your little arms and legs move around. You looked so peaceful. So unaware. My heart instantly broke. I cried during the procedure, not because of the physical pain, but because I realized I’d never hold you, never sing to you, never watch you grow. I feel like such a terrible mother. I’ll never get the image of you out of my head.. I’ll never forget you my precious little bean. I hope you forgive me and understand how hard it was to make that decision. Please know I’ve always loved you and will never stop loving you.

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KENNISON, Infant - 0D white unknown infant - b: Oct 15 1910 Brownington, Henry Co, MO - d: Oct 15 1910 Brownington, Henry Co, MO - fth: Elmer Kennison, born Henry Co, MO - mth: Willer Gibson, born Arkansas - informant: U. G. Strieby M.D., Brownington, MO - cause: abortion - bur: unknown - filed as: Infant Kennison, file no: 30480

In 1989 a woman gave birth to a girl who had down syndrome, and a hole in her heart and stomach. She died 3 years later. Her next child was miscarried. She got pregnant again and was told to have an abortion that refused even though she knew the risks were high for her and the baby. Here I am 14 years later, perfectly healthy. Mom, your LGMH Dec 1st, 2014

My mother told me in my late 60s that she wished I hadn't been born. Thankfully my fraternal grandparents raised me. Thankfully ab*rtion wasn't an option at that time. I wouldn't be here nor my two kids and two grandsons. — Lyn Roetzel / Sioux Falls, S.D.

Sunday, November 29, 2015 https://unknownmisandry.blogspot.com/2015/11/ziapasa-daughter-3-year-old-murderess.html?m=1 Ziapasa Daughter, 3-Year-Old Murderess – West Virginia, 1906 Benwood, West Virginia FULL TEXT: Wheeling W. Va., April 11. – The youngest murderess in the history of this state is the 3-year-old daughter of Michael Ziapasa, of Benwood, who so badly wounded a 2-months-old baby of a neighbor, Edward Schepech, that it died. In the absence of the baby’s mother, the Ziapasa child attacked it with a butcher knife, cutting off its nose, stabbing it in the breast in many places and almost severing its arm. [“Baby Murders Baby – Three-Year-Old Cuts Infant to Pieces With Butcher Knife.” Daily Press (Newport News, Va.), Apr. 12, 1906, p. 1] Note: The spelling “Schepoch” is given in a different source. [“Baby Kills Baby – Three-Year-Old Girl Hacked and Stabbed Infant with Butcher Knife.” The Charlotte News (N. C.), Apr. 13, 1906, p. 3] BABY MURDERS BABY. Three-Year-Old Child Cuts Infant Pieces With Butcher Knife. (Special to the Daily Press.) WHEELING. W. VA., The youngest April 11.-- murderess in the his. tory of this state is the 3-year-old daughter of Michael Ziapasa, or Ben- wood, who so badly wounded a 2. months-old baby of a neighbor. Ed. ward Sehepech, that It died. In the absence of the baby's mother, the Ziapasa child, attacked it with a buteher knife, cutting on its nose, stabbing it in the chest in many

22 years ago, a 16 year old girl was pregnant with a baby. Understanding the circumstances, her parents told her to abort or be disowned. Her best friend - her 18 year old neighbour - although he was not the father, stepped into the father figures shoes. They got married 2 years later. Mom and Dad, your love for me, and for each other, GMH. Dec 1st, 2014

I would have never met my wife if her mother decided to have an abortion instead of putting her up for adoption. Our three amazing children would not exist today if the abortion path was chosen. And then their children would never happen. The ripple goes on forever. — Carl Klaudt / Sioux Falls, S.D.

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Over a century ago, the woman was encouraged to keep her child after she's considering pregnancy termination. "your baby could be an artist or grow up to be a world leader" they had said, so she kept it and went to give birth to a baby boy c. 1888 He's named Adolf

Going into Hospital When you are suddenly needing to go into hospital it can be scary, and the last thing people want to do is think about what they need to take with them. For this reason we have compiled this list to help you prepare. Comfortable/ Loose fitting clothing Several pairs of underwear Thick socks Ipad/Tablet/ Ipod w/ earphones Money Sanitary pads Mobile phone and charger Food to snack on Books/ CD’s/ Magazines Toiletries/ face wipes/hairbrush Own Pillow Clothing for going home Dressing gown and slippers An overnight bag is a good idea (although you may not need this) Heating pad

r/TwoSentenceHorror 5 yr. ago spenceyfresh As death came for him, his life flashed before his eyes. He remembered everything his birth, his trip home and the blank look in his mothers eyes as she forcefully held him under the bathtub's water.

𝓘'𝓶 𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓜𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓪 𝓖𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 ~ 𝓾𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷

r/TwoSentenceHorror 1 yr. ago normancrane I learnt my mum and dad were both proudly pro-choice parents. That's why, as I fatally strangled them with my umbilical cord, they must have respect my choice to not have parents.

ʳ/ˢᶜᵃʳʸˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ¹⁵ ʰʳ‧ ᵃᵍᵒ ᴰʳᵉᵃᵈ_ᴿᵉᵃᵖᵉʳ_ ᵀʰᵉ ᴾˡᵃʸᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᴵⁿ ᵃ ᑫᵘⁱᵉᵗ⸴ ᵃᵇᵃⁿᵈᵒⁿᵉᵈ ˢᶜʰᵒᵒˡ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵉᶜʰᵒ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃˡˡˢ‧ ᴼⁿᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ⸴ ᵃ ʲᵃⁿⁱᵗᵒʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᶠᵃⁱⁿᵗ ᵍⁱᵍᵍˡᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃʸᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ‧ ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ⸴ ʰᵉ ˢᵃʷ ˢʷⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵐᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵒʷⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ ᵒᶠ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ᵖˡᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵒᵃᶜʰᵉᵈ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʷⁱⁿᵍˢ ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ'ˢ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ˢⁱⁿⁱˢᵗᵉʳ ʷʰⁱˢᵖᵉʳˢ⸴ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʰᵒˢᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᵈ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶜʰᵒᵒˡ‧ ᵀʰᵉⁿ⸴ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʷⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵏᵉᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵐᵒᵗⁱᵒⁿ⸴ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵍʰᵒˢᵗˡʸ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰᵒˡˡᵒʷ ᵉʸᵉˢ⸴ ʷʰⁱˢᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ⸴ "ʲᵒⁱⁿ ᵘˢ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ‧"

As my spirit left my body I could see all my children cradled in the arms of God ✨ I should ask for their forgiveness for aborting them.

"Hi, my boss Mr. Krabs told me I need to work on my people skills and to volunteer.." SpongeBob says in the surgery room before recognizing Plankton and Karen. Plankton lay on the operating table, a small tube delivering medicine that kept him asleep. Karen sat by him. "Plankton‽" "Plankton's had his wisdom teeth removed." She glanced at the sleeping Plankton with affection. Sponge Bob leaned closer. He poked Plankton gently. "Hey, Plankton; wake up, buddy!" No response. Plankton's breathing remained slow and even, the rhythm unchanged by Sponge Bob's nudges. Karen's robotic hand shot up to stop Sponge Bob's poking. "He's not going to wake up anytime soon, Sponge Bob. The anesthesia will wear off in a couple of hours," she explained in her usual monotone. Sponge Bob's bubbly demeanor deflated a bit. He had never seen Plankton so... peaceful. Usually the tiny villain was full of mischief and plotting his next Krabby Patty heist. But the sight of his arch-nemesis helpless and snoring? "Karen, do you think a little light chat would help him wake up?" "Sponge Bob, the purpose of anesthesia is to keep him unconscious during surgery and ensure a painless recovery. Your efforts are futile." Undeterred, Sponge Bob leaned in closer. "Come on, Plankton. Time to wakey-wakey!" He waved his hands in front of Plankton's face, creating a gentle breeze that tickled his antennae. Still, Plankton remained steadfast in his slumber, oblivious to the world around him. Karen sighed again, the closest she ever got to expressing exasperation. "As I said, Sponge Bob, he's under the effects of anesthesia. There's nothing you can do to wake him up." She went back to reading her magazine, the glow from her screen casting a soft blue light on her metallic features. Sponge Bob studied Plankton's sleeping features. His mouth was open just enough to reveal his top row of teeth, and Sponge Bob had to stifle a giggle when a small bubble of drool formed at the corner of his mouth. "You know," he mused aloud, "I never realized Plankton had such a... cute snoring sound." The statement hung in the air, and even the normally stoic Karen couldn't resist cracking a smile. "Cute is hardly the word I'd use," she murmured, but the warmth in her voice belied the affection she had for her partner. Sponge Bob's curiosity grew as he continued to gaze at the unconscious Plankton. He'd seen him in various states before—angry, plotting and occasionally defeated—but never so vulnerable. The sight was strange yet fascinating. He reached out and carefully wiped away the drool. Plankton's head lolled to the side, but he remained asleep. SpongeBob put his head back up on a pillow. Plankton's snores grew quieter as his head settled into the cushioned embrace. "Don't worry, Plankton," he whispered, patting the villain's arm gently. "I'll watch over you." Sponge Bob's curiosity grew stronger as he watched the drool form at the side of Plankton's mouth. He leaned in closer, studying the phenomenon. He'd never noticed Plankton drool before. "It's like a tiny river," he said to himself. What would happen if he tried to touch it? He tapped it lightly. It wobbled, bulging slightly before collapsing back into its original state. He poked the drool again. This time, it grew slightly larger before popping, leaving a tiny, wet splatter on the pillow. Plankton's snores grew louder for a moment, but didn't stir. Sponge Bob couldn't resist a grin spreading across his face. "Looks like he's enjoying his nap," he whispered to Karen who remained engrossed in her magazine. The drool was fascinating—like a living organism, pulsating with every one of Plankton's breaths. He poked it again, gently this time. The drool grew larger, stretching out like a bubble of gum. It was almost mesmerizing. "I wonder if I can make it pop," he thought, eyes gleaming with child-like excitement. Slowly, Sponge Bob poked the drool bubble once more. It grew to the size of a marble before it burst with a tiny splat, splattering on to the pillow. Plankton's snoring remained undisturbed. Sponge Bob could see the light from the ceiling reflecting off the droplet's surface. He waited, the anticipation building, eyes fixed on the wobbling mass. At the last second, he poked it. The bubble popped with a sound that echoed through the quiet room. Plankton's snore caught in his throat for a split second, then resumed with renewed vigor. The splatter was more substantial this time, leaving a wet spot on the pillow. The sudden noise made Karen look up from her magazine. "What on earth are you doing, Sponge Bob?" she asked, voice a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Just... science," Sponge Bob said, his grin unabated. "I'm studying Plankton's snoring pattern... and drool." Karen rolled her digital eyes. "Fine. Just don't wake him. And for the love of Krabby Patties, please don't make a mess." She returned her focus to her magazine, seemingly unfazed by the sight of her arch-enemy playing with drool. Sponge Bob nodded solemnly, his eyes lighting up with newfound purpose. He decided to be more strategic in his scientific endeavor. He would need precision and timing. The drool bubble grew again, this time larger and more robust. Sponge Bob waited, his heart beating faster with every pulse of Plankton's snore. He took a deep breath, held it, and at the peak of the snore's crescendo, poked the bubble with a controlled flick. It exploded with a sound like a miniature water balloon, splattering across Plankton's cheek. The pillow was now a Jackson Pollock canvas of drool. Plankton's snoring hitched but he didn't wake. "Oops," Sponge Bob whispered, giggling quietly. He reached for a near by tissue to clean up the mess, his eyes glancing nervously at Karen. She peeked over her magazine, the corners of her robotic mouth curving upward slightly. "If you're going to play, at least be tidy," she said, voice a blend of reprimand and amusement. Sponge Bob nodded, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Of course, Karen," he whispered back, dabbing at Plankton's cheek with the tissue. The drool was sticky and clung to the fabric but Sponge Bob managed to clean when Plankton's snoring hitched. This time, Plankton's eyes opened a crack, his single eyelid revealing a sliver of his iris before dropping shut again. "What's going on?" he mumbled sleepily. Sponge Bob froze, tissue in mid-air. "Oh nothing," he said quickly, trying to sound nonchalant. "Just admiring your snoring." Plankton's eyelid quivered but remained shut. "Mmph." His mouth moved around the word. "Don't worry, buddy," Sponge Bob said softly patting Plankton's arm. "You're just resting. Nothing to worry about." The half-awake Plankton mumbled something unintelligible, and Sponge Bob took it as a sign to back off. He retreated to his chair, watching as Karen put down her magazine and began to fuss over Plankton, checking his vitals and making sure he was comfortable. For once, he wasn't at odds with Plankton.

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ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 𝟷.𝟶𝟼ᴋ At the Neptune Medical Center, Karen parks the car and goes with her husband Plankton into the building after an injury to his antenna. "I still don't see why you didn't press charges against Krabs, Sheldon," Karen sighs, as they walk through the gleaming, sterile corridors of the medical center. "Karen I'm not gonna give him the satisfaction." Plankton's antenna now hangs limp and damaged. The doctor had assured him it was a simple repair job, yet Plankton's nerves were as frayed as the antenna itself. They enter the reception area, the automatic doors whispering shut behind them, as if sealing off the outside world's chaos. The smell of antiseptic fills the air, mingling with the faint scent of fear and hope. The receptionist, a young squid with a friendly smile, looks up from her computer screen. "Mr. Plankton, your appointment is with Dr. Marlin, the antenna specialist," she says, her tentacles typing efficiently. "You can go straight to the third floor, room 304." The elevator ride is silent, save for the rhythmic ding of each passing floor. Karen notices his distant gaze and squeezes his arm reassuringly. "You'll be fine, Sheldon," she whispers. Plankton nods. They arrive at room 304, and Karen opens the door, revealing a state-of-the-art examination room. Dr. Marlin, an octopus with a gleaming scalpel in one tentacle and a clipboard in another, looks up from his notes. "Ah, Mr. Sheldon Plankton, right on time," he says, his eight eyes blinking in unison. "I understand you've had a bit of an injury?" Plankton nods, his voice tight. "Krabs... he... snapped it." Dr. Marlin's tentacles twitch in concern. "Mr. Eugene Krabs, eh? He's had his share of accidents around here." He scribbles something on the clipboard. "Well, let's get you fixed up. I've seen worse, and you're in good hands." The doctor leads Plankton to the examination chair, which is surprisingly comfortable for someone so tiny. He adjusts the chair's height and angles the light to shine on the antenna. Plankton winces as the doctor gently prods the damaged area. "It's definitely snapped," Dr. Marlin says, his voice calm and professional. "But the good news is, it's not to far gone. We can repair it with a simple procedure." "You'll need to be under for this," he explains. "It's nothing to worry about. You'll be out Before you know it." Plankton's heart races as he lies back in the chair, the cold metal pressing against his back. He glances at Karen, who gives him a forced smile, her screen filled with concern. The doctor notices and pats his shoulder reassuringly. "It's just a little sleep," he says. "You'll be back in no time." Karen reaches for his hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. The anesthesiologist, a bluefish with a gentle demeanor, enters the room, pushing a trolley with a variety of bottles and tubes. She introduces herself as Nurse Bella and explains that she'll be administering the anesthesia for the surgery. Plankton swallows hard, eye darting from her to Karen's screen and back again. Karen's gaze follows the anesthesiologist, Nurse Bella, as she meticulously prepares. "Ready? Count as high as you can," she asks, her voice as soft as a lullaby. Plankton nods, his grip on Karen's hand tightening. "One... two... three..." Plankton's voice starts strong, but the medicine's effect begins to take hold. His eyelid grow heavy, and the numbers begin to slur. Karen watches as Plankton's count descends into a whisper. "Five... six... sev..." His tiny hand relaxes in hers, and his body goes slack. She watches the rise and fall of his chest slow as he succumbs to the anesthesia. Karen squeezes his hand one last time. The door to the exam room opens again, and Dr. Marlin's head pokes out. "Everything's gone well," Dr. Marlin says, peering over his mask. "We're to halt anesthesia." "You're okay," Karen whispers, her voice cracking. "You're okay." "He's doing great," the nurse whispers. "You can talk to him if you'd like. Sometimes they can hear you." Karen leans closer, her voice low and soothing. "Hey, Plankton, it's Karen. You're safe now. They've fixed your antenna. No more pain, okay?" Her thoughts are interrupted by a soft groan from the bed. Karen's screen snap to Plankton, who's beginning to stir under the blankets. "Shh," she whispers, stroking his arm. "You're safe." "K...Karen?" His eye opens. "Yes, it's me. You're okay, you're in the hospital. They've fixed your antenna." "Karen... antenna... Krabby Patty... wait, what?" He giggles, the words jumbling together in a way that makes no sense. Plankton's eye widen with childlike excitement. "Oh, right! The antenna!" He tries to touch the bandage but ends up nearly slapping himself in the face with his own arm. "Oops!" He giggles again, the sound echoing through the quiet room. He tries to sit up, but cannot. "Whoa, Nelly!" "Easy," Karen laughs. "I'm the king of the jellyfish prom! They got no flair!" Once in the car, Karen buckles him in with care, double-checking the seatbelt. "Remember, no funny business," she warns. Plankton's eye droop, and his head lolls to the side. "You're going to sleep, aren't you?" she says, her voice a mix of amusement and exhaustion. "M'not sleeping," Plankton mumbles, his eyelid fluttering, his voice fading into a snore. The drive home is peaceful, with Plankton snoring lightly beside her. As they approach their place, she gently shakes him awake. "We're home, Sheldon," she says, her voice gentle. "Can you wake up for me?" Plankton's eye blink open, and he looks around in confusion. "Home?" he mumbles. "Already?" Karen nods with a smirk. "Yeah, you slept through the whole drive. Came out of it just in time." They get out of the car, and Plankton wobbles slightly on his legs, the after-effects of the anesthesia still lingering. Karen wraps an arm around his waist, supporting him as they make their way to the front door. With a chuckle, Karen helps him inside, the warm light of their living room washing over them. Plankton's snores become more pronounced as they move through the hallway. "Come on, you need to get to bed," she says, leading him to their bedroom. The room is cozy, with a large bed that seems to swallow Plankton whole as he collapses into it. Karen carefully pulls the covers up to his chin. "Rest now," she whispers, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.

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BRITAIN'S YOUNGEST VICTIM OF TAMPON-RELATED TOXIC SHOCK SYNDROME On Monday 13th August 2001 the Inquest into the death of 13-year-old Kayleigh Ann Jones of Middlesbrough, revealed that she died of tampon-related Toxic Shock Syndrome, the very first time that she had used tampons throughout her period. The Coroner, Michael Sheffield, was so affected by this tragic loss of a very bright young teenager that he decided to use his special powers to write to the Department of Health to enlist its support to highlight the dangers of tampons, to the medical profession and in schools. Kayleigh died in September 1999. Thursday was the first day back to school and it was the last day of her period. But Kayleigh became ill with sickness and diarrhoea shortly after arriving at school, and by the afternoon, the school had to call her stepfather, Terry Martell, to pick her up and take her home. She went straight to bed, and her mother Carol nursed her through the night. The next day there was no change so Carol phoned the GP. The Doctor advised giving plenty of fluids as it was probably a viral infection. But this didn't improve the situation, and as Kayleigh's temperature rose markedly, she began to ramble and became delirious, so the doctor was called again. The doctor could not find a blood pressure and immediately gave Kayleigh penicillin as he thought that she had meningitis He called the ambulance and put her on a drip. Kayleigh was stabilised in hospital and TSS was diagnosed. On Saturday there were more tests and treatment and she had a peaceful night. However, the following day Kayleigh's temperature went up again, her lungs filled with fluid and she suffered a fatal heart attack just four days after the initial symptoms. The Inquest found that the medical staff at the hospital and the GP did all that they could to save Kayleigh, leaving no doubt that Kayleigh died as a result of TSS caused by tampons. A verdict of Misadventure was recorded. The tampons used were Morrison's Supermarket own brand manufactured by Inbrand UK that have now gone out of business. Morrison's are currently supplied by Childwood Ltd. As a result of the Inquest, Kayleigh's mother, Carol Martell, has now been able to tell the world that the life of her loving and talented daughter has been tragically cut short by a tampon. She has received front page news and an in-depth report in the Northern Echo, followed up with news items in the Sun, Mirror Mail, Telegraph and the Express. Kayleigh's father, David Jones, was interviewed on GMTV and appeared in his local Crawley News, and Jenny Kilvert was interviewed on BBC Radio One. The media coverage prompted Discovery Channel to include a programme on Toxic Shock Syndrome in their series "Doctor in the House". The programme included TSS survivor Angela Smith of Norwich, who had TSS in November 1992 when she was 19 years old. Posted 19/8/2001

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Finola's Story 16-year-old Finola Tyson of Preston On Tuesday afternoon, 15 June 2005, 16-year-old Finola Tyson of Preston, complained of headache and stomach pains and asked her mother, Ange, to ring work, to say that she would not be attending that evening shift. It was the third day of her period and she had been using tampons. Around 10pm Fin said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. During the night she was sick and the next morning still complained of a headache and stomach ache. Her mother gave her Paracetamol and rang the doctor. He prescribed some Mefanamic Acid (Ponstans 40) for her period pains, (at mother's request), and also prescribed some tablets to stop her being sick. Ange collected the prescription, administered it, gave Finola a jug of water asking her to drink plenty and left her in bed to sleep. A little later, Ange. asked Fin how she felt and she said she had not been sick anymore and that her stomache ache had improved. She just wanted to sleep. The next day, Fin had an exam at school, so she was awoken at 7am. She came down stairs in her pyjamas, looking very lethargic. She had a red rash under her arms and was breathing faster than normal. Ange. asked Fin to breathe in through her nose and out through her mouth. It was at this point that Ange's partner John, noticed Fin's tongue. It was red with white spots, like a strawberry. She asked Fin. if she had a sore throat to which she replied she had. Ange. phoned the NHS Help-line and spoke at length with one of the Advisers who said "take her to her GP and don't worry". The doctor examined Fin., took her temperature, checked her throat, confirmed that she had a red raw throat, and diagnosed viral infection. He said that as she was taking her exams, that would account for her panic breathing. The rash was put down to eczema for which she had only recently been diagnosed. Fin was prescribed Amoxicillin for her throat, gel for her tongue (anti fungal), steroid cream for the rash and more Paracetamol tablets. Ange. monitored her daughter through the day, making sure she drank plenty of water and took all her medication. On Friday, there was still no change, no better, but no worse. Her "strawberry tongue" had gone down slightly and the white spots had subsided. On the Saturday morning, Ange. ran a bath for Fin. She went to her room to say that she would feel better if she had a bath and washed her hair, as she had not had one since Tuesday morning. Fin. agreed, but couldn't get up. She complained that her bones were aching and started to shout at her mother that she couldn't get up. Ange. managed to swing her out of bed and with help and support they got to the bathroom. Putting her into the bath was OK. She left her there for 5 minutes and returned to find she had not moved. Ange. knelt down to wash Fin's hair and then her body. She kept complaining of hurting and being tired. Getting Fin out of the bath was a nightmare, she felt so heavy and kept apologising all the time. Ange. managed to get her dry and back into bed. Ange. suspected meningitis and did the glass test on her rash, it stayed white. After 3 days on penicillin Fin was worse than ever, so Ange. phoned the doctor again. Being Saturday the calls were redirected to the hospital Primary Care Centre. The nurse on duty said get Fin to hospital as soon as possible. Ange's sister volunteered to take them to hospital and they drove straight there. The doctor called her in straight away. He checked her stomach and phoned someone straight away. There was a definite panic in the air as Fin had drips put into her. Ange. was asked to describe Fin's symptoms and history leading up to this day over and over again. They all kept saying what a good mum she had been and that she had done everything she could have. Then the bombshell, they confirmed they thought Fin had Toxic Shock Syndrome. She was taken to the Intensive Care Unit (ICU) around 5.30pm. There was a lot of activity, putting in more lines for drips, etc. The staff where brilliant right from the start, although one nurse was increasingly concerned that Fin was only on Oxygen and needed ventilating as she appeared to be weakening. At 8.30pm whilst a doctor was explaining the severity of the illness, Fin had a cardiac arrest. It felt like an eternity for Ange and John, but then the nurse came to say that they could go and see her. She was alive, but was now on a ventilator. The doctors explained the serious nature of Fin's condition and that they were doing everything possible. They were told that the best thing they could do, would be to go home and get some rest, Fin was going to be in hospital for a long time. They got a taxi back home and after a lot of tears and disbelief that something as horrific as this could happen to a beautiful girl they all tried to get some rest. The telephone rang around 2.30pm. It was the ICU and they said it would be better if Fin's parents came back to the hospital as her blood pressure had dropped dangerously low. Fin spent four weeks in ICU and after seven operations, lost her fight for life on Sunday 18 July 2004, just three weeks after her 16th birthday. Posted 27/6/2006

ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃ ᵀᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ ᵀᵒᵘʳⁱˢᵗ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃʷᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʳⁱᶜʰ ʳᵉᵖᵒˢⁱᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ⸴ ᵃʳᵗ⸴ ᵃʳᶜʰⁱᵗᵉᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰⁱˢ ᵀʳᵃⁱˡ ⁱˢ ᵃ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗⁱᵛᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒᵃˣ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉʸᵃʳᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵉˣᵖˡᵒʳᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᵈᵐⁱʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒⁿᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ‧ ᴾʳᵉˢⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗ ᴶᵒʰⁿ ᶠ‧ ᴷᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈʸ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ “ᴬ ⁿᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡˢ ⁱᵗˢᵉˡᶠ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ʰᵒⁿᵒʳˢ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳˢ‧” ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃʳᵗ⸴ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ⸴ ᵍᵉⁿᵉᵃˡᵒᵍʸ⸴ ᶜˡᵃˢˢ⸴ ʳᵉˡⁱᵍⁱᵒⁿ ᵃˡˡ ʳᵒˡˡᵉᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵒⁿᵉ‧ ᴺᵒʷ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ‘ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗ’ ᵃ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵒⁿ ˡⁱⁿᵉ‧ ᵂʰⁱˡᵉ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᵃˢ ˢᵗʳᵒˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵃ ʷⁱⁿᵈʸ ᵃᵘᵗᵘᵐⁿᵃˡ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ⸴ ˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳ’ˢ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ⁱᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵉⁿˢᵉ ⁱᶠ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵒʳ ᶠⁱⁿᵃⁿᶜᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʰᵒˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵖ‧ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ˡᵒᶜᵃᵗᵉ ᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳ’ˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡ ʳᵉˢᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳⁿᵉᵗ⸴ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒ⸴ ᵒⁿ ˢⁱᵗᵉˢ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵈᵃᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ‧ᶜᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵐᵉⁿᵗ‧ᶜᵒᵐ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ; ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ⸴ ᵃʳᶜʰⁱᵗᵉᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ⸴ ᵃʳᵗ⸴ ʷᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒᵘʳˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ⸴ ᵃˡˡ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ˢᵉʳᵉⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ˢᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴰᵃⁿ ᵂⁱˡˢᵒⁿ⠘ ᴵ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᶜᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡⁱᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵃʳᵉ ᵇᵘʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ‧ ᴬ ˡᵒᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡⁱᵛᵉᵈ⸴ ˢᵒ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ᵏⁱⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵃˢᶜⁱⁿᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴺᵒᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵈᵒ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳⁱᵃˡ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ⸴ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˡⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵛᵉˢ⸴ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵏⁱⁿᵈˢ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ⸴ ᶜᵒᵒˡ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵃᵗ’ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ ᴵ ˡⁱᵏᵉ‧ ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵈⁱᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ‧ ᴵ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ʷᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵃˢᶜⁱⁿᵃᵗᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ ᴬˡᵒʸˢⁱᵘˢ⸴ ᴱᵈʷⁱⁿᵃ⸴ ⱽⁱᶜᵗᵒʳⁱᵃ⸴ ᴺᵃᵗʰᵃⁿⁱᵃˡ‧ ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵃˡˡ ˢᵒᵘⁿᵈᵉᵈ ᶜʰᵃʳᵐⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵉᵗ ᵒˡᵈ ᶠᵃˢʰⁱᵒⁿᵉᵈ‧ ᴬˢ ᴵ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵍᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ⸴ ᴵ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᵛᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʷʰᵒˢᵉ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ‧ ᴴᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵐᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ? ᴰⁱᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ? ᴴᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ? ᴴᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ˡⁱᶠᵉ? ᴬⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵖⁱᵗᵃᵖʰˢ⠘ ᴰᵉᵃʳ ᴮʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ⸴ ᴿᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳᵉᵈ ᴬᵘⁿᵗ⸴ ᴮᵉˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵂⁱᶠᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴼᵘʳ ᴮᵃᵇʸ – ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ‧ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱᶻᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ⸴ ʸᵉˢ⸴ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ‧ ᔆᵒ ʷʰᵉⁿ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵒᵘᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗˢ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵃʸ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ⸴ ⁵⁰ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ’ˢ ᵖᵃˢˢᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ⸴ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ᵏⁱⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵒˡ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵃ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ⸴ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ‧ ᴬⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳ ʷʰᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ‧ ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷᵉ ᵒʷᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ‧ ᵀʰⁱˢ ᵃᵖᵖˡⁱᵉˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ᵖᵃˢˢᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵍᵉⁿᵉʳᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳⁿᵉᵗ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵈᵉᵗᵉᶜᵗⁱᵛᵉ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵉᵃˢⁱᵉʳ ⁿᵒʷ‧ ʸᵒᵘ’ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ˢᵘʳᵖʳⁱˢᵉᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ‧

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41690487/chapters/105246894#workskin A Cry For Kelp DiscardMyHeart Fandom: SpongeBob SquarePants (Cartoon) Characters: Squidward Tentacles, Sheldon J. Plankton, Karen (SpongeBob)Sandy Cheeks, Eugene Krabs https://archiveofourown.org/works/41690487/chapters/104866263#workskin Language: English Stats: Published:2022 https://archiveofourown.org/works/41690487/chapters/105246894#workskin

😷 https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/autism-and-anxiety/201904/medical-visits-and-autism-better-way 😷

May 19th, 2010 My boyfriend died about a year ago. I was in the hospital for kidney problems and he was driving to visit me on a rainy day. The police said his car flipped over due to the rain. He died an hour later in the same hospital I stayed at. Before he died, he told the doctors to give me his kidney. His love GMH.

The Red Wristband A doctor was working at a hospital, a hospital where the patients were tagged with coloured bands. Green: alive. Red: deceased. One night, the doctor was instructed to get a few supplies from the basement of the hospital, and so he headed to the lift. The lift doors opened and there was a patient inside, minding her own business. Patients were allowed to roam around the hospital to stretch, especially those who have stayed long. The rule was to be back in their rooms before ten. The doctor smiled at the patient before pressing the number for the basement. He found it unusual that the woman didn’t have a button already pressed. He wondered if she was heading to the basement too. The lift finally reached the floor where the doors opened. In the distance a man was limping towards the elevator, and in a panic the doctor slammed the elevator button to close. It finally did and the lift began to ascend back up, the doctor’s heart pounding. “Why did you do that? He was trying to use the lift.” The woman stated, annoyed. “Did you see his wrist?” The doctor asked, “It was red. He died last night. I would know because I did his surgery.” The woman lifted her wrist. He saw red. She smiled. “Like this one?”

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MAR 08 When you are admitted to a hospital, they place on your wrist a white wristband with your name on it. But there are other different colored wristbands which symbolize other things. The red wristbands are placed on dead people. There was one surgeon who worked on night shift in a school hospital. He had just finished an operation and was on his way down to the basement. He entered the elevator and there was just one other person there. He casually chatted with the woman while the elevator descended. When the elevator door opened, another woman was about to enter when the doctor slammed the close button and punched the button to the highest floor. Surprised, the woman reprimanded the doctor for being rude and asked why he did not let the other woman in. The doctor said, “That was the woman I just operated on. She died while I was doing the operation. Didn’t you see the red wristband she was wearing?” The woman smiled, raised her arm, and said, “Something like this?”