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hydrate interview the physician before the consult to make sure they are compassionate nerve patch lidocaine cream 20 minutes before to numb, emla cream butterfly needle use a baby (small) gauge needle a mild sedative twilight sleep or under another type of anesthesia midwives as an alternative Communicate your needs and discomfort... it will go a long way ๐Ÿ’™ follow your gut feelings
https://autisticgirlsnetwork.org/needle-phobia-autism-and-coping-with-blood-tests-and-vaccinations/ Needle Phobia; autism and coping with blood tests and vaccinations Isabellaโ€™s story We asked Isabella if sheโ€™d like to write something after we were initially contacted by her mum, experiencing a huge lack of support for needle phobia. Isabella had become more and more unwell, but all medical professionals said they couldnโ€™t do anything further without blood tests. The problem was nobody was supporting Isabella to be able to have the testing. From Isabellaโ€™s mum โ€œShe came home from university at Easter and after days of high temperatures she was told to go to A&E. It was here that an incredibly understanding Doctor listened to what we were saying, took into account her autism and helped to arrange for her to self-administer a finger prick test that allowed them to collect just enough blood for an initial test. To cut a long, night in A&E, story short, she was diagnosed with leukaemia and immediately admitted to hospital and is now undergoing intensive chemotherapy. The autism note on her file and the extremely understanding staff here have helped her navigate numerous bone marrow biopsies and lumbar punctures and allowed her to have tablet forms of other medications that could have been injections. We are just so grateful that we finally found medical professionals who understood, they are few and far between.โ€ From Isabella Iโ€™d like to talk about some of the challenges Iโ€™ve faced because thereโ€™s been a lot of variation and I think itโ€™s very important for medical staff to know what does and doesnโ€™t work. I can now see that being taken seriously can save lives; and it scares me to know that not being listened to can put lives at risk. I think the main things Iโ€™ve experienced have been: Secondary school vaccination staff are not properly aware of additional challenges that some students may have. Looking back on my experience in secondary school, I donโ€™t think the community nurses were properly aware that they couldnโ€™t take a one size fits all approach. Their approach to me being too scared to have the vaccines done at school was to simply send me to the catch up clinic for it which unsurprisingly didnโ€™t do anything because it was the exact same set up as school! Sure, they didnโ€™t know that I was autistic (and I had no clue either) so making adjustments wouldnโ€™t have been their first priority; though I suspect it was very obvious by the amount of distress I was very visibly showing that something wasnโ€™t typical about what was happening. We eventually managed to go to a second catch up clinic where they did vaccinate me successfully but it wasnโ€™t overall a successful experience Iโ€™d say and it probably did more harm than good. I made sure that I mentioned this time that I wanted them to be clear with me what was happening and they told me that they would let me put on headphones and try and relax myself before they attempted to vaccinate me. But no, they did the vaccine while I was preparing for it and made me lose all my trust in them because they had not listened properly. So when I came back for the second dose of the HPV vaccine the year after it never happened because I couldnโ€™t trust them to make me feel calm enough to start the process of taking my blazer off because I couldnโ€™t trust them to vaccinate me when I felt ready and not to shock me and do it too early and unexpectedly. The main thing they couldโ€™ve done that wouldโ€™ve helped? Iโ€™m not sure as it was a long time ago, but I think acknowledging the existence of undiagnosed neurodivergent students (or students who are more anxious about it for other reasons too) going through vaccination who might have heightened anxiety could be a good start and being fully honest and open with them about whatโ€™s going to happen and giving them the time and space they need. I think maybe if someone had in the catch up clinic realised that I was too scared and used 20 minutes to talk through arranging another time to get it done in a more relaxed environment with numbing cream for example and reassuring me that it would be ok, I mightโ€™ve been more willing to try instead of giving up in fear. Less of a relevant point now but I think still important to mention: they couldโ€™ve reconsidered which order of vaccines to offer me. At the time, you needed 2 doses of the HPV vaccine to be fully vaccinated (or 3 if over 15) [I believe the NHS guidance is now only one dose, but may be wrong] and I canโ€™t help but wonder if they couldโ€™ve considered that if they did scare me off vaccines completely that it might be worth giving me a vaccine where at least Iโ€™d get full protection instead of told that because I hadnโ€™t had the second dose within 2 years that the only one they could give me was effectively useless at the time? I couldnโ€™t help but wonder at the time if I shouldโ€™ve asked them for the meningitis vaccine instead (even if Iโ€™d be given it a few months early) because at least then Iโ€™d have protection against something I knew I needed for university but was worried Iโ€™d never be brave enough to have. Because if you canโ€™t vaccinate someone fully, surely itโ€™s better to prioritise something that will provide full rather than partial protection? I remember thinking that wouldโ€™ve been a very important conversation to have at the time but not having the confidence to raise it. I did end up leaving for university without the meningitis vaccine which I know is not good but due to the lack of support from the secondary school immunisation team, it would never have been possible. If you speak to someone willing to be understanding, it can be lifesaving. When I went to A+E and my mum explained to the doctor that my autism meant that I was completely irrationally scared of blood tests and that I hadnโ€™t been able to have one for months I asked if I could self administer a finger prick blood test because it was the only way that I could see myself being able to do it. The doctor was incredible because she could see that even though it wasnโ€™t โ€œthe wayโ€ of testing it, it would be the only possible way so contacted the paediatrics section of A+E to see if it would be possible and (partially because Iโ€™m 19 so close to having been a child anyway) we were told we could do it. The nurse who gave me the test and everything, was incredible! She took her time to be very clear how to administer the test and helped calm all of my nerves and feel calm and confident to do the test and allowed me to do what once felt impossible. The kindness and understanding that she had towards my fears made a once impossible challenge possible. And shortly after that we got the results quite quickly that further needle stabs would be needed because my blood results were very concerning. But this news was delivered to us by the very kind and understanding paediatric nurse who came armed with numbing cream and understanding that I was not going to be happy with the news, which I obviously wasnโ€™t. But she gave me 5 minutes to process it which really really helped because otherwise I wouldโ€™ve been too overwhelmed and probably refused. Having the same nurse who was willing to take things slower put on numbing cream and insert cannulas / do further blood tests at a pace that suited me being clear with what was happening and when and communicating clearly and checking that I felt comfortable throughout the whole process made it possible to do. Iโ€™ve had a very similar experience with all my procedures since being transferred from A+E to the teenage cancer trust ward Iโ€™m in. The nurses here are amazing and because they know that my autism makes me scared of needles they make sure that I am always given numbing cream before I need a stab and that Iโ€™m given plenty of hoursโ€™ notice which really calms my nerves and they are always clear about what happens when which has been great! And I think this is the main message I would love to try and amplify to people; pausing to understand that someone is absolutely terrified and making relatively adjustments (finger prick test over traditional blood test, numbing cream, taking things slower and clearly) can make the impossible possible. I would never have had a blood test without the support of paediatrics and genuinely if I hadnโ€™t had that I would have just refused to do a blood test and walked out of A+E having done nothing and knowing what we know now, I could have possibly died by now without it, and that terrifies me. If A+E had not made those accommodations, I would never have known how ill I am and started treatment which is saving my life. Bio Isabella, 19. Maths student and lover of all things maths.
Going into Doctor settings Pack: Comfortable/ Loose fitting clothing like dresses, skirts Some pairs of undies Sensory items Chewing gum Ice compress Notepad Favourite blanket, pillow, plushies, fidget toys, etc.
APPENDICITIS Stomach paฤฑn and discomfort. Almost like a tightness. Very sensitive if you push on it. Bit of nรกuseas. The area will feel hรฃrd from swelling. abs felt really sore area of the soreness shrunk and localized like an inflatable balloon in abdomen Sudden paฤฑn that starts near your belly button then moves down and to the right Paฤฑn that gets worse over a couple of hours Paฤฑn that intensifies if you inhale deeply, cough, sneeze or make any other sudden movements Paฤฑn that doesnโ€™t feel like anything youโ€™ve ever experienced before Nรกuseas Vomฤฑtฤฑng ร‡onstipation Dฤฑarrhea The sensation that defecating will make you feel better A low-grade fever that may become more severe as paฤฑn grows A bloated abdomen Feeling unable to pass gas made nauseous when on your back You start to feel very mild โ€œflu-likeโ€ symptoms 24-48 hours before you have any abdominal paฤฑn. Then you start to get upper abdominal paฤฑn above your belly button, feels like if you are wearing high waisted pants that are too tฤฑght. It is such an uncomf'rtable feeling and you just want to lay down and sleep it off. tested at home by 1 - pressing down on lower right abdomen and if it relieved the paฤฑn while pushing but increases paฤฑn when releasing your fingers, then its appendicitis. 2- lay on your back and bend your right leg and bring your knee to your chest if thatโ€™s painful but not when roll your knee away from yourself with your leg still bent, if that relieves the paฤฑn, itโ€™s your appendix If its been hurting since last night and today your paฤฑn is only mild with certain movements itโ€™s not your appendix. You would hurt strongly for about 4-5 hrs straight then the next 4 plus would be unbearable. Like unable to stand up or walk type paฤฑn + vom1ting.
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Whatโ€™s the difference between an HPV test, a Pap test, and an HPV/Pap cotest? A Pap test, often called a Pap smear, looks for abnormal cells that can lead to cancer in the cervix. An HPV test looks for the human papillomavirus, a virus that can cause cervical cancer. For an HPV/Pap cotest, an HPV test and a Pap test are done together. For a patient at the doctorโ€™s office, an HPV test and a Pap test are done the same wayโ€”by collecting a sample of cervical cells with a scraper or brush. The Pap test has been the gold standard of cervical cancer screening for decades. HPV tests are a newer method of cervical cancer screening. Two HPV tests have been approved by the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) for use as a primary HPV test, meaning it is not part of an HPV/Pap cotest. Other HPV tests are approved as part of an HPV/Pap cotest. Why does the new guideline recommend an HPV test over a Pap test or HPV/Pap cotest? All three tests can find cervical cancer precursors before they become cancer. But studies have shown that HPV tests are more accurate and more reliable than Pap tests. Also, you can rule out disease really well with HPV tests so they donโ€™t have to be repeated as frequently. Although the Pap test has led to huge drops in rates of cervical cancer and death from the disease, it has some limitations. Pap tests have lower sensitivity compared with HPV tests, so they may miss some precancers and have to be repeated frequently. They also detect a range of abnormal cell changes, including some minor changes that are completely unrelated to HPV. So, many people who get an abnormal Pap test result actually have a very low chance of developing cervical cancer. HPV/Pap cotesting is only slightly more sensitive than HPV testing, but it is less efficient because it requires two tests. And it detects a lot of minor changes that have a very low risk of turning into cancer. For an entire population, thatโ€™s a lot of additional effort and cost. Screening with an HPV test alone was not recommended by ACS in 2012 because that approach wasnโ€™t yet approved by FDA. The 2018 USPSTF guideline included HPV testing alone, cotesting, and Pap testing as equal options. The difference in the new ACS guidelines is that they elevate HPV testing alone over the other two tests. Using information from new studies, ACS concluded that the benefits of cervical screening do not outweigh the harms for people aged 21 to 24. ACS recommends cervical cancer screening with an HPV test alone every 5 years for from age 25 until age 65. If HPV testing alone is not available, people can get screened with an HPV/Pap cotest every 5 years or a Pap test every 3 years. Not crucial for virgins to get tested These recommendations differ slightly from those given by ACS in 2012 and by the US Preventive Services Task Force (USPSTF) in 2018Exit Disclaimer. New American Cancer guidelines 2012 ACS 2018 USPSTF Age < 21โ€’24 No screening Pap test every 3 years Pap test every 5 years Age 25โ€’29 HPV test every 5 years (preferred) HPV/Pap cotest every 5 years (acceptable) Age 30โ€’65 HPV test every 5 years (preferred) Pap test every 3 years (acceptable) Age 65 < and elder No screening if a series of prior tests were normal Pap smears are often unnecessary for virgin women, unless they have smoked in the past (based on some studies) or their mother took DES (also known as diethylstilbestrol) during pregnancy between 1938 - 1971 to prevent miscarriage and premature delivery. In most cases, cervical cรกncer is caused by a transmitted disease, human papillomavirus (HPV). About 99% of cervical cancer cases are caused by HPV. In rare cases, HPV can also be transmitted during childbirth from mother to baby. Even if babies get the HPV virus, their bodies usually clear the virus on their own. HPV is thought to cause most cervical cancers. If you've never had any type of se*ual contact, you're unlikely to have HPV. HPV tests can be achieved self administered at home with over the counter products.
๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ฎ ๐–ก๐–ค ๐–ฃ๐–จ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐–ค๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ณ (๐–ก๐—’ ๐–ญ๐–พ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฅ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ) ๐—‰๐—. 18 Karen moves quietly. She gently shakes him. "Plankton, wake up," she whispers. "The therapist." Plankton's antenna twitches, his eye slowly opening. "Oh, right," he mumbles, his voice groggy. "He usually comes over when Chip's at school or someth-" Plankton startled at a knock on the front door, the sensory therapist arriving for the session. Chip follows his parents to open the door. The therapist, a calm and kind octopus, enters the room, her arms filled with toys and devices. She smiles warmly at Plankton. "Good morning," she says. "And who's this young man I see?" She looks at Chip. Chip smiles shyly. "Our son Chip," Karen said, introducing her son. "He's here to learn too." The therapist nods, her eyes understanding. "It's important for everyone to understand, isn't it?" she says, her voice gentle. Karen turns to Chip. "So Chip, this is Dr. Marla." "Hello," Dr. Marla says, coming in to the living room. "I've known your father and worked with him for ages. Let's all sit on the living room floor." Chip nods, his heart racing. This is the first time he's met someone who's known his dad's secret. He sits down next to Plankton, who's now fully alert as they all sit in a circle. Dr. Marla opens a bag filled with various sensory toys. "Plankton," she says, her tone gentle, "I assume your son has learned about your condition. How'd that come about?" Plankton's antennae twitch slightly. "It was an accident," he says, his voice a mix of embarrassment and resignation. "But it led to... to a good discussion? It was when he saw me having one of my seizures.." Chip looks down at his hands, feeling his cheeks grow warm as he remembers that moment. Karen's hand finds his, giving it a squeeze. "It's okay," she whispers. "You can talk about it. Now is the time to ask, Chip." Dr. Marla nods. "And how has that affected your father and son relationship?" She asks. Chip looks up, his eyes meeting hers. "It's... it's different," he says. "But in a good way, I think." He glances at Plankton, who nods in agreement. "I've learned so much about his... his autism. And I know now that he's not just being mean, sometimes." Dr. Marla nods, her expression gentle. "That's important," she says. "It's about understanding and compassion. Now, I'd like to ask if there have been any mishaps with said relationship?" Plankton's antennae droop, his eye flicking to Karen. "Well," Karen says, "There was the time Chip tried to be supportive, yet he accidentally used a slur.." The therapist nods sympathetically. "It's a learning process," she says, her tone reassuring. "Missteps are common when navigating new understandings." She glances at Chip, her expression encouraging. "But it's how you apologize and move forward that shows growth. May I ask what slur wa-" "It was just a... a silly thing I said," Chip interjects, his voice small. "I didn't knoโ€”" "It's okay," Dr. Marla interrupts, her eyes kind. "We're here to learn together. What was the slur?" Chip swallows hard. "I... I called him a ret-" he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just saw him acting..." Plankton's antennae twitch, his gaze dropping to the floor. Karen's grip on his hand tightens slightly, a silent reassurance. "It's okay," she whispers. "You didn't kn-" But Plankton's anger surges up, cutting her off. "No, it's not okay!" he snaps, his voice sharp. "I can't believe you said it, again!" His eye narrows, and he pulls his hand away from Karen's grasp. Chip shrinks back, his heart racing. He's never seen his dad so upset with him. "Dad, I'm sorry," he stammers. "I really di-" But Plankton isn't listening, his antennae thrashing. "How could you?!" he yells. "After everything we talked about!" His voice is loud, echoing in the small room, and Chip flinches. Karen's eyes dart between her husband and son, her heart breaking for both of them. She knows Plankton's anger is a defense mechanism, a way to cope with his pain. But she also knows the pain Chip is feeling, the guilt and fear of losing his dad's trust. "Plankton," she says, her voice calm, "Let's talk about this with Dr. Marla; she's he--" "No!" Plankton shouts, his eye wide with rage. He stands up, his fists clenched as he grabs a pillow, throwing it across the room. Karen flinches as the pillow hits the wall, but her voice stays calm. "Plankton, sweetie, let's breathe." But Plankton's in his own world, his autism exacerbating his reaction to the painful word. He's spinning, his antennae thrashing as he searches for something, anything to release his anger. "Dad," Chip whispers, his voice trembling. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" But Plankton's in the throes of his tantrum, his body moving erratically. He grabs a book from the shelf, tossing it across the room. Karen jumps up, intervening before anything else can fly. "Plankton," she says firmly, her voice a steady force in the storm of his anger. "Look at me. Look at me," she repeats, her hands up, palms out. "Just br-" But Plankton isn't calming down, his eye wild, kicking a chair over. Dr. Marla approaches them. "It's okay, Plankton," she says calmly. "Your feelings are valid. But right now, let's find a better way to express them." She holds out a fidget toy, her voice steady. "Remember, this can he-" But Plankton's anger has taken over. He swipes at the toy, sending it flying. He then moves to a shelf, his hand grabbing a picture frame. It hits the floor. "No!" Karen yells, but it's too late. Dr. Marla approaches Karen and Chip. "See, this is the anger," she says, her voice calm and understanding. "It's common with autism. He's feeling overwhelmed and doesn't know how to express it. This is Plankton's autism flaring up, and this is Plankton's way of dealing with it. This is Plankton's way of saying, 'I'm in pain, and I need help.' Plankton is angry, yes, but he's also scared."
๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ฎ ๐–ก๐–ค ๐–ฃ๐–จ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐–ค๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ณ (๐–ก๐—’ ๐–ญ๐–พ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฅ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ) ๐—‰๐—. 19 Dr. Marla gestures to the corner of the room, where there's a calming space set up specifically for times like these. "Let's go over there," she suggests, her voice calm and soothing. But Plankton's rage is like a tornado, spinning him in circles. Karen tries to guide him gently, but he shrugs her off, his body tight with tension. Chip's eyes are wide with fear, watching his dad's outburst. He's seen his father's temper before, but not like this, not with such unbridled fury. Plankton's movements are jerky, his face distorted with anger and pain. His breaths are quick, his eye unfocused. Karen moves closer, her voice still calm. "Let's go to this calming corner, sweetie," she says. But Plankton's rage doesn't abate. He throws another pillow, knocking over a lamp. The room is a mess, a reflection of the turmoil within him. "Dad, please," Chip whispers, his voice shaking. He's never seen his dad like this, his usually stoic facade crumbling into a chaos of emotions. Plankton's body jerks, his limbs flailing as his anger escalates. He knocks over a table, his eye unseeing as his senses overload. Karen moves quickly, trying to guide him to the calming corner, but he resists. "Dad, please," Chip pleads, his voice trembling. But Plankton's anger is uncontrollable, knocking over furniture, his eye filled with a mix of fury and fear. The therapist's calm demeanor remains. She knows this is part of his condition, and she doesn't flinch as a book flies past her. "Plankton," Karen says, her voice firm but gentle, "we need toโ€”" But Plankton isn't listening, his rage consuming him. He grabs another pillow, squeezing it tightly. His eye darts around the room, searching for an outlet for his anger. "Daddy, no!" Chip whispers, his voice shaking. His heart is racing as he watches his father, his hero, fall apart. Chip tries to intervene, but Plankton swats his hand away, his movements wild. "Dad," Chip says, his voice louder, more urgent. "Please, let's talk!" But Plankton can't hear him, his mind lost in his emotions. He throws the pillow, watching it soar through the air before it slams into the wall, the feathers exploding out. The room is a whirlwind of movement and noise, and Chip can't help but flinch with every crash and smash. Karen's eyes are wide, her face pale. She's seen this before, but it never gets any easier. Plankton's breaths are coming in quick gasps, his body trembling with the effort of containing his emotions. He throws his head back, letting out a scream that echoes through the room, his antennae whipping around. Karen's heart is in her throat, but she knows she has to stay calm. "Plankton," she says, her voice steady. "Come to the corner, please." She holds out a hand, but Plankton's too far gone to see it. He throws another book, his screams filling the room. Karen's heart is racing, but she keeps calm. "We're here for you," she repeats. Yet Plankton's rage continues to build, his movements more erratic. The therapist watches, ready to step in if needed. "It's okay," she says soothingly. "Let's all stay calm and sa-" But Plankton's meltdown reaches a crescendo. He stumbles. Chip's eyes widen in horror as his father's body jerks uncontrollably. So Chip gets the box of all the sensory items and brings it out. But that ends up being a huge mistake. Plankton's flailing ends up kicking, sending every thing flying, everything slamming into the wall, the plaster cracking. The destroyed sensory box and unfixable items are what breaks the straw on the camel's back. His eye rolls back in his head, his body going slack. Karen gasps, her hand flying to her mouth. "Plankton!" she cries out, catching him as he falls. Chip jumps forward, his fear turning to dread. But the sensory therapist has seen it all before. "Let him down gently, his body and his brain have just decided to take a break." "But he's not moving," Chip cries, as Karen lowers Plankton. Dr. Marla opens her bag. "It's okay," she says calmly, her voice steady. "This is called a shut- down. His body has simply had enough. But I've got some new stuff for him. I'll show you as I set it up."
๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ฎ ๐–ก๐–ค ๐–ฃ๐–จ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐–ค๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ณ (๐–ก๐—’ ๐–ญ๐–พ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฅ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ) ๐—‰๐—. 20 Dr. Marla opens her bag, pulling out an extending rod black out curtain. "It kinda looks like a shower curtain, but these curtains muffle sound and block light." Karen nods, her eyes on Plankton's still form. "We've tried things before, but this is new." Dr. Marla nods. "We're always learning, aren't we?" She unfurls the curtain around Plankton, creating a small, cozy space. "This will help him feel safe and reduce his sensory input. It's good for absence seizures too." Plankton's breathing slows as he sinks into the curtained cocoon. Dr. Marla continues. "It's like you power off a tablet to restart, and it will gradually come back on, right? That's what Plankton's doing. And as he 'reloads' he might act like a newborn seeing the world for the first time as he wakes up. Meaning he might not recognize anything, speak incoherently, etc. Plankton might take a little while to fully come back. Like a file downloads it loads info little by little until it's finished, only then can you view it; so as with Plankton's consciousness." Karen nods, her eyes never leaving her husband. Her heart aches for him, but she knows that he's safe, his body cocooned in the sensory curtain. Chip, still shaking, watches his dad, his eyes wide as Plankton's eye blinks open. His gaze is as if he's trying to relearn his body. "K-kay?" Karen smiles softly, her voice gentle. "It's okay, sweetie," she says, her hand reaching for the curtain. "Your dad's just restarting, remember?" Chip nods, his eyes glued to Plankton's form as he sits up, his eyes blinking slowly. "Hi," Chip whispers, his voice barely above a breath. Plankton's eye focuses on him, and his mouth moves, but only one word comes out: "Hi." It's a tiny victory, but Chip feels a surge of relief. He knows his dad is okay, or at least on his way back to okay. Dr. Marla nods. "It's normal for someone coming out of a shut- down to speak in single words or not at all for a while." Karen strokes Plankton's antenna. "How do you feel?" she asks softly. Plankton's gaze is vacant, his voice weak. "Sedm." Chip looks at him confused, his heart racing. "Dad?" The therapist nods. "It's normal," she says. "After a shut-down, his words may come slowly. Give him space, let him come back to us." Plankton blinks, his eye unfocused. "Mm." It's all he says, his mouth moving slightly, as if tasting the air for words. Karen nods encouragingly. "Good job," she murmurs. "You're doing great." Chip feels like he's watching a newborn learn to speak again. The therapist sits beside Plankton, her voice calm. "Would you like a new fidget toy?" "Buth," he mumbles, his eye still glazed. His brain isn't comprehending. Karen nods, her hand gently taking the toy. "It's okay," she says, her tone soothing. "You just need to relax." Plankton takes the fidget toy, his hand shaking. He clutches it, his gaze unseeing. Chip sits cross- legged, his heart pounding. He watches his dad, his mind racing. Why is he like this? He's so smart, so capable, but right now, he seems so... lost. "Thuh..." Plankton whispers. Karen nods, her voice soft. "Take your time," she says. "We're not going anywhere." Chip nods, his throat tight. "I'm here," he says, his voice barely a murmur. Plankton's hand shakes, his grip on the fidget toy loosening. His eye blinks rapidly, his mind trying to come back online. "Ba-back?" he whispers, his voice tiny. The therapist, Dr. Marla, sits back, her eyes assessing. "It's normal," she repeats. "Your brain needs a moment to recalibrate." Plankton's breathing slows, his body uncurling from its defensive ball. He takes the fidget toy, his hand trembling. Karen's heart aches as she watches her husband struggle to find words. Chip's eyes are wide with concern, but he doesn't interrupt, giving his dad space. "Th-the... hash?" Plankton says, his voice barely a whisper. The therapist nods. "Good," she says. "Keep going." Plankton's hand shakes, the fidget toy clutched tightly. "Doge." Karen smiles gently. "Yes, you're getting there," she says. Chip watches, his heart in his throat. "Toy?" Plankton says, his voice a little stronger. Dr. Marla smiles. "Yes, the toy is helping," she says. "Keep playing with it." Plankton nods, his hand moving slightly as he flips the fidget toy in his hand. "Yea," he whispers. Chip watches his dad, his own hands still. He's seen Plankton in tough situations before, but never like this. It's like his mind is a computer that's been hit by a virus, trying to reboot with only basic functions. "Dad," he says, his voice filled with longing. "Can you tell me what yo-" But Plankton's gaze remains unfocused, his mouth moving slightly. "Chip," Karen says, interrupting gently. "Give him a minute, okay?" Chip nods, his eyes still on his father. He doesn't want to leave, but he understands. He sits back, his heart racing as he watches Plankton's slow progress. Plankton's hand moves, the fidget toy spinning in his grip. "Good," he murmurs, his voice a little stronger. "Home." The word is a relief, a sign that he's coming back to them. Karen smiles, her eyes filled with love and concern. "Would you like to sit up?" she asks, her voice soft. Plankton nods, his body moving in slow motion as he sits. The curtain is still up, creating a small, safe space for him. Chip watches, scared, but he's also in awe of his dad's strength. Plankton, his hero, who's faced so much and is still here. "D-dad," he says, his voice shaking. "You okay?" Plankton's eye flicks to Chip, his mouth opening slightly. "Yeahhh." It's a simple word, but it feels like a lifeline. "Need?" he whispers, his voice strained. Karen nods, her hand still on his back. "We're here," she says, her eyes never leaving him. "We're always here for you." Plankton's antennae twitch, his eye focusing a little more. "Th-thank," he stammers. Chip feels his heart swell with love. He's still in there, his mind just needs to recalibrate.
๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ฎ ๐–ก๐–ค ๐–ฃ๐–จ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐–ค๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ณ (๐–ก๐—’ ๐–ญ๐–พ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฅ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ) ๐—‰๐—. 21 The room is quiet, except for the soft whir of the fidget toy. Plankton's breathing evened out, his eye focusing on the spinning discs. "More?" he asks, his voice a whisper. Karen nods, her heart swelling with pride. "You're doing so well," she says, her voice gentle. "We're here for you." Chip's eyes are wet, but he nods in agreement. He wants to hug his dad, but he knows Plankton needs his space right now. Plankton's hand shakes as he holds the fidget toy, his gaze fixed on it. "Ma-more?" he asks again, his voice still a whisper. Dr. Marla nods, reaching for a weighted blanket. "Let's try this," she suggests, her tone calm. Karen helps drape it over him, the heavy material grounding him. "Ma-make it," he says, his voice slightly stronger. Chip's heart leaps at the sound. "Make what?" he asks, his voice eager. But Plankton can't quite articulate. He just shakes his head, his eye squeezed shut. "M-make," he repeats, his frustration clear. Karen nods, her hand on his shoulder. "We know you can," she says. "Ma-make it st-sto-" He stammers, his body trembling with the effort of speech. "Ma-make it stop," he whispers, his voice breaking. His gaze meets Chip's, desperation in his eye. Chip looks up at the therapist, his eyes pleading for guidance. "What do we do?" Dr. Marla nods, her expression calm. "Just keep talking to him," she instructs. "Use simple words, and let him know you're here." So Chip does, his voice softer than ever. "Dad, we're with you." Karen's eyes are wet, but she smiles encouragingly. "You're doing so good," she says, her voice barely above a murmur. Plankton's hand clutches the blanket, his breath coming in quick gasps. "Ma-make," he says again, his voice strained. "Ma-make it sto-" Karen nods, her voice soothing. "You're doing so well, sweetie," she says. "Keep going." Chip watches, his eyes filled with hope. "Ma-make it qui-et," Plankton whispers, his body still trembling. The therapist nods, understanding. "Let's turn down the lights," she suggests, her voice calm. Karen nods and moves to the switch, the room plunging into a soft glow. "Ma-more?" Plankton whispers. "Ma-make it qui-et," he repeats, his hand flapping slightly. Karen's heart aches, but she nods. "We're here," she says, her voice steady. Chip looks around, his thoughts racing. "How- how do we do that?" he asks, his voice shaking. Dr. Marla smiles gently. "Just talk to him," she says. "Keep your words simple, and use a sensory toy to help." So Chip picks up a small, squishy ball, its surface covered in bumps. "Dad," he says, his voice soft. "Look." Plankton's eye sluggishly turns to the toy. "Ball," Chip says, his voice clear. Plankton's gaze flicks to the therapist, then back to Chip, his mouth moving slightly. "Bah," he tries, his voice barely a whisper. It's a start, a tentative step forward in understanding. The therapist nods. "Good," she says. "Keep trying." Plankton's hand reaches out, his grip weak. Chip places the ball in his palm, and his dad's eye light up slightly. "Bowl," he says, his voice a little stronger. It's a simple word, but it feels like a breakthrough. Chip nods, a smile spreading across his face. "Ball," he repeats, his voice encouraging. "Ball," Plankton says, his tongue wrapping around the word slightly. "Ball." It's a small victory, but it's enough to make Chip's heart soar. He picks up another toy, a plush octopus. "Dad, look," he says, his voice trembling. "Octo." Plankton's gaze shifts, his antennae twitching slightly. "Ah- pple," he says, his voice confused. "No," Chip says gently, taking the octopus. "This is octo. Octo." He shakes it slightly, the legs flailing. "See?" Plankton's eye widens slightly, his mouth forming an "o." "Ah- tto," he whispers. It's not perfect, but it's a start. Karen's hand squeezes his shoulder. "Good job, Plankton," she says, her voice filled with relief. The therapist smiles, her eyes observing them both. "Keep going," she says. "This is great progress." Chip holds up the octopus closer to him. "But-but," Plankton murmurs. Karen smiles. "You can do it." Plankton's hands are still, his gaze locked on the octopus. "Octo," Chip says again. Plankton's eye blinks slowly, his mouth moving. "Ah-tto," he tries again, his voice slightly louder. Chip's heart skips a beat. "No," he says gently. "Octo." He waves the toy in front of him. "Octo." Plankton's antennae twitch, his mouth forming the word. "Octo," he repeats, his voice stronger. Chip can't help the grin that spreads across his face. "Good," Dr. Marla says, nodding. "Keep working together." Karen's hand squeezes Chip's shoulder, pride in her eyes. Plankton holds the octopus, his hand still shaking. "Ma-make it sp-spin?" he asks, his voice hopeful. Chip nods, his hand steady. He spins one of the octopus's arms. "Spin," he says. Plankton's eye follows the spinning arm, his gaze focused. "Spin," he whispers, his tongue working the word. "Spin." His voice grows stronger, the word becoming more than just a sound. "Spin," he says, his hand tentatively reaching for an arm. "Mo- re," he whispers, his hand reaching out. Karen smiles encouragingly. "Good job," she says. "Keep talking to us." Chip nods, his heart racing. He holds up another toy, a shiny spinner. "Dad," he says, his voice hopeful. "See this?" Plankton's antennae twitch. "Spin?" he asks, his voice a question. "Yes," Chip says, his voice steady. "Spin." He flips the spinner, watching the colors blur. Plankton's eye follows the movement, his mouth opening slightly. "Clis," he whispers, his voice barely audible. Karen smiles, her eyes shining. "Keep going," she says. "You're doing so well." Chip nods, his hand steadier. "Dad, watch," he says, his voice filled with hope. He picks up a small, plush star, its material soft and comforting. "Look," he says, his voice clear. "This is star." Plankton's eye flicks to the toy, his hand reaching out. "Sta," he tries, his tongue sluggish. Chip nods, his heart racing. "Yes," he whispers. "Star."
๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ฎ ๐–ก๐–ค ๐–ฃ๐–จ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐–ค๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ณ (๐–ก๐—’ ๐–ญ๐–พ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฅ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ) ๐—‰๐—. 22 Karen watches, her eyes glistening. "Keep going," she says, her voice filled with admiration. Plankton fumbles with the star, his hand shaking. "Sta," he whispers again, his voice stronger. "Sta." The therapist smiles. "This is excellent," she says. "Keep up the good work." Chip's eyes are on his dad, his mind racing with ideas for more words. "D-dad," Chip says, his voice gentle. "Look at me." Plankton's gaze shifts to Chip, his eye unfocused. "Look at me." Plankton's eye narrows slightly, his antennae twitching. Karen's hand strokes his shoulder. "Come back to us," she says. "Ma-make it... Ma-make it... qui-et?" he whispers. The therapist nods. "Good job," she says, smiling. "Keep focusing on the toy." Chip holds the star closer. "This is... star," he says, his voice calm. Plankton's eye follows the toy, his hand reaching out. "Sta," he murmurs. "Yes," Karen says, her voice soothing. "It's a star." Plankton's hand closes around the star, his grip firm. "Sta," he repeats, his voice growing stronger. Chip feels his heart swell with hope. He picks up a small, plush dolphin. "Dad," he says, his voice clear. "Look." Plankton's gaze shifts, his hand still shaking. "Dolf," he says, his voice slurred. Chip nods. "Yes, it's a dolphin. Can you say dolphin?" Plankton tries, his mouth moving slightly. "Dolf," he whispers. Chip's face lights up. "Yes," he says, his voice filled with excitement. "Dolf." The therapist smiles, seeing the progress. "Keep it up," she says. "You're both doing wonderfully." Plankton's hand clutches the dolphin, his gaze unfocused. Karen's heart aches, but she knows this is a step forward. "You're doing so good," she says. Chip nods, his eyes on his dad. "More?" he asks. Plankton's eye flicks to him, his mouth opening slightly. "Ma-make?" he whispers. Karen's hand squeezes his shoulder. "What else would you like?" Plankton's hand shakes, the dolphin dropping to the floor. "Ma-make it... K-Karen. Neeeed Karen!" Karen's eyes fill with tears, but she smiles, her voice gentle. "I'm right here," she says, moving closer. "Yo--" Plankton's body jerks slightly, his gaze shifting to her. "Ka," he whispers, his voice a plea as tears stream down his face. Karen's heart breaks, but she smiles. "I'm here," she says, her voice a lifeline. "Karen," he repeats, his hand reaching out but not recognizing her. Karen takes his hand, her eyes never leaving his. "You're okay," she whispers, her voice soothing. "I'm right here." Plankton's eye lock onto hers, his tears falling harder. "Karen," he says again, his voice a desperate whimper. Chip watches, his heart wrenched. He's never seen his dad like this, so vulnerable and lost. He picks up the dolphin, his hand trembling. "Dad," he says, his voice gentle. "This is do-" But Plankton's cry interrupts him, his body trembling. "Karen!" he sobs, his hand reaching for her. Karen takes his hand, her eyes filled with love. "You're right here," she whispers. "I'm right here with yo-" But Plankton's cries grow louder, his grip on her hand tightening. "Karen! Need Karen!" His eye is wild, his body shaking uncontrollably. Karen's heart aches as she tries to calm him, her voice steady. "You have me," she says. "I'm right here." But he's lost in his own world, his fear overwhelming his senses. "Karen," he sobs, his voice breaking. Chip's heart is in his throat, his hands clutching the dolphin toy tightly. He's never seen his dad so desperate, so lost. The therapist, Dr. Marla, watches them, her eyes knowledgeable. "It's okay," she says, her voice calm. "This is part of the process." But Chip can't help feeling helpless, his mind racing to find a way to reach his dad. Karen's eyes never leave Plankton's as she speaks to him gently. "You have me," she repeats, her voice a lullaby. "I'm right here." Plankton's grip on her hand is crushing, his sobs becoming more desperate. "Karen! Ka- ren!" he cries, his body wracked with tremors. Karen's eyes fill with determination. "I know you're scared," she whispers. "But I'm here. You're sa-" Her words are cut off by another sob from Plankton. Chip feels his heart tear in two, watching his father's agony. "Dad," he says, his voice shaking. "We're here." But Plankton's gaze remains unfocused, his mind lost in a whirlwind of overstimulation. Karen's eyes are wet, but she keeps talking, keeping her voice steady. "You're okay," she says, her hand stroking his back. "You're safe." Plankton's body convulses, his cries escalating. "Karen!" he wails, his voice raw. "Need Karen!" The therapist nods at Karen, her gaze compassionate. "Keep going," she whispers. "This is a breakthrough." Karen's voice is a beacon in the storm. "You have me," she repeats. "You have us." Plankton's cries turn into sobs, his body convulsing with the force of his emotions. Karen's hand remains steady on his back, her heart breaking for him. "You're okay," she soothes, her voice a gentle wave of comfort. "We're right he--" But Plankton's panic doesn't abate. "Karen!" he cries out, his voice shattered. "Need Karen!" Chip feels his own tears burn his cheeks as he watches his father's pain. "Dad," he whispers, his voice trembling. "You're not alone." But Plankton's eye is wild, his mind a tempest of fear and overwhelming stimuli. Karen leans in, her face close to his. "Look at me," she says, her voice firm but gentle. "You're safe with me." Plankton's gaze shifts, his sobs quivering his body. "Safe? If with Karen safe.." Karen's hand moves to his cheek, her thumb wiping away a tear. "Look at me," she says again, her voice a soft command. "You're okay."
๐– ๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ฏ๐–ณ๐– ๐–ก๐–ซ๐–ค ๐–ฅ๐– ๐–ฌ๐–จ๐–ซ๐–ธ (๐–ก๐—’ ๐–ญ๐–พ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฅ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ) Pt. 8 Chip's eyes well up, his body shaking. He doesn't understand why his dad is so angry with him. He thought he was just trying to help. "Dad, please," he whispers, his voice thick with unshed tears. "I just wanโ€“" "NO!" Plankton shouts, pushing his son away. Plankton's sobs turn to heavy breaths. Karen watches them both, her heart breaking. Chip's eyes brim with tears as he retreats, his voice barely a whisper. "But Dad..." Plankton turns to his side, his back facing Chip, his antennae thrashing violently. "I'M TRYING!" He screams into the silent room. Chip then makes the mistake of putting his hand on his dad's shoulder. "Don't touch me!" Plankton shrieks, his body jolting. The room seems to shrink around them, the tension pressing down like a heavy wet blanket. Chip feels a wave of fear wash over him. He's seen his dad upset before, but never like this. He moves his hand away, his throat tight. "I'm so sorโ€”" "I SAID, DON'T TOUCH ME!" Plankton's scream reverberates through the room, echoing off the walls as his sobbing turns to anger, his body stiff as he glares at Chip. Chip jumps back, his heart racing. He's never seen his dad like this, so out of control. He looks to Karen, his eyes wide with fear. "What's happeโ€”" "Chip," she says quickly, her voice sharp with urgency. "Give him some space. Now." She moves closer to Plankton, her hand outstretched but not touching, giving him the option. Chip nods, his face crumpled with hurt and confusion. He retreats to his own bed, his eyes on the floor. The room feels like it's closing in on them, the silence deafening. Plankton's sobs turn to angry grunts as his breaths become more pronounced. Karen sits next to Plankton, her hand hovering near his, but not touching. "It's okay, babe," she whispers. "We're here." Plankton's body tenses further. "I DON'T NEED CHIP'S HELP!" He doesn't wanna lash out, yet Karen knows he needs to let out the storm inside. She can feel the energy building in Plankton, his body a coil ready to snap. With a sudden explosion of rage, Plankton yells, "I'M THE ONE WITH A PROBLEMโ€ฝ" Plankton's limbs flail erratically, his voice hoarse from screaming. Karen's heart aches for him, for the pain he's in, the pain he can't express in any other way. She needs to redirect his energy. "Plankton," she says firmly, her hand still hovering just out of reach. "Take a deep breath." But Plankton's too far gone. He starts to kick the bed, the mattress shaking as his body thrashes. Karen flinches, but doesn't move as the tantrum intensifies, his tiny fists slamming into the mattress. Karen's eyes are wide, her body tense, but she remains calm, knowing that this is part of his coping mechanism. He kicks the bed harder, his fists clenching the covers. Yet Karen remains steady, her voice calm and firm. "Hey, look at me," she instructs, her hand still hovering. "Take a deep breath with me." He doesn't move, his fists clenched in the sheets. Her voice doesn't waver. "In and out, babe. In and ou-" Suddenly, Plankton's body goes rigid. He inhales deeply, his antennae shaking with the effort. His eye snaps to hers, his breath hitching. For a moment, there's silence. Karen holds her breath, noticing he's gonna have one of his seizures. Then as Chip comes back through the curtain Plankton starts to shake as it finally took over. Karen tucks Plankton in loosely. "Dad?" Chip asks, his voice shaking. Karen's eyes dart to him, filled with the knowledge that he's gonna be fine. "It's ok Chip," she whispers. "Just watch from here." Plankton's body shakes harder, his breaths coming in short bursts. He's lost in a world of sensory overload, his body reacting to the chaos around him. Karen strokes his arm gently. "It's ok, Plankton," she whispers. "We are right here." The seizure lasts for a few moments, and as it now subsides, Plankton's body goes limp with exhaustion. Karen knew his postictal phase can bring on some loopiness. Plankton's antennae twitch erratically, his eye unfocused. He giggles, a sound so unlike his usual self. "Karen? Oh! You're so...shiny." Karen can't help but smile at her husband's post-seizure loopy state. "Yes, I'm right here," she says. Chip's eyes are wide with worry, his voice a tremble. "Is he okay?" Karen nods, her smile tinged with sadness. "He's in his post- seizure phase. It's normal for him to be like this." Plankton giggles again, his voice slurred as he tries to sit up, his body wobbly. "I'm fine, I'm fine," he mutters. He then reaches for Karen, his hand missing by a mile. Chip watches, his heart racing. He's seen his dad act weird before, but never like this.. "It's part of his autism, Chip," Karen explains gently, her hands steady. "After a big meltdown or usually a seizure, he can get disoriented." Plankton's head lolls to the side, his antennae twitching erratically. "You're...so...far away..." He giggles, his body swaying slightly with the effort of speech. Karen takes his hand, her eyes understanding. "You're fine." Plankton's hand shakes in hers, his eye half-closed. "No, no, I wanna... play." He giggles again, his body lurching forward. Karen sighs. "I wanna go on an adventure," he slurs, his body listing to one side. Karen tightens her grip on his hand, keeping him grounded. "We can go on an adventure later, babe," she promises. "For now, let's just get some sleep. It's bedtime for all of us!" Plankton's giggles turn into a snore, his body going limp. Karen gently guides him to lie down, his breathing evening out. She covers him with the blanket, his antennae twitching slightly.
๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ฎ ๐–ก๐–ค ๐–ฃ๐–จ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐–ค๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ณ (๐–ก๐—’ ๐–ญ๐–พ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฅ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ) ๐—‰๐—. 23 Plankton's sobs echo through the room, his body shaking with the force of his emotions. "Karen," he whispers, his voice hoarse. Karen's eyes are wet, but she holds his gaze, her voice a lifeline. "I'm here," she says, her hand steady on his cheek. "You're safe." Plankton's breath hitches, his eye flickering with recognition. "Safe," he repeats, his voice a mere breath. The therapist nods encouragingly, her eyes on the two of them. "Keep going," she murmurs. "You're getting through to him." Karen's eyes never leave Plankton's. "You're safe," she repeats, her tone soothing. "You're with me, and Chip." Plankton's sobs slow, his body still trembling. "Wi-with me," he whispers, his hand tightening on hers. The therapist nods, smiling slightly. "Good," she says. "Keep it simple." Karen nods, her voice steady. "You're okay, Plankton," she says. "We're right here." Plankton's breathing hitches, his body slowly calming, when Krabs barges in. Krabs hadn't seen his rival Plankton much so he thought perhaps Plankton's up to some thing big. "Alright, funny business; where are ye-" But then he sees the scene before him as Plankton once again slips into a shut-down, his body going limp in Karen's arms. Chip's eyes widen with fear, the room spinning. "Dad!" he cries. "It's okay," Dr. Marla says. Krabs freezes, his eyes taking in Plankton's state. "What in Neptune's name is goin' on here?" his voice gruff, but concerned as he never knew of Plankton's neurodisability. Karen's gaze meets his, her voice steady. "It's a sensory overload," she explains. "When his mother was to give birth, somehow his head got stuck. It was nobody's fault, just a tough delivery. But it caused his brain structure to develop differently. When he got stuck, the lack of oxygen and blood flow, along with pressure, affected the way his neurons connect. And some parts of his brain just couldn't handle the stress, dwindling and pretty much depleted the resources that were allocated for his senses and social skills." Krabs' eyes widen, his usual grumble replaced with a rare moment of sympathy. "So that's why he's always been... Neptune." he says. Karen nods, her expression calm but sorrowful. "It leads to moments like what you're seeing right now," Dr. Marla explains. Krabs looks at Plankton, his eyes filled with a mixture of shock and remorse. "But he always seemed so... I'll leave ye alone." He leaves with a heavy heart. Chip wipes at his own tears, feeling a weight lifting. "Dad," he says, his voice shaking. "You're okay." Plankton's breathing slows, his grip on Karen's hand loosening as he rubs his eye, finally coming back to them. Plankton looks around, his gaze confused. "Huh?" he murmurs. Karen nods, smiling through her tears. "You're okay," she says again. "You had a big moment, but you're safe now." Plankton's eye finds Chip, and his expression relaxes slightly. "Where," he says, his voice still weak. Karen's voice is soft. "You're at home," she explains. "Dr. Marla is gonna get going, but you gotta new box of sensory items!" She says, deliberately leaving Mr. Krabsโ€™s discovery out. They all knew he won't take it lightly. Dr. Marla leaves, and Chip smiles, his eyes shining. "You're all better," he says, his voice filled with relief. Meanwhile, Krabs went to his own home feeling quite conflicted with new found knowledge of Plankton's autism. He'd always seen his rival as a mere annoyance, a pebble in his otherwise smooth existence. But now, he couldn't shake the image of Plankton's desperate sobs and his own lack of understanding. Krabs sat in his dimly lit bedroom, thoughts racing as he stared at the wall. He'd never known Plankton's struggles went so deep, that his brain was wired differently. It made sense now, the way his rival would react to things dramatically. The way he'd just bluntly speak his mind. He'd just thought Plankton was weird, but now, he knew better. The next day, Krabby Patty's sales were booming, but Krabs' mind was elsewhere. He thought of what Karen told him about Plankton's birth and his autism. It was a lot to take in, but he couldn't decide how to interact whenever Plankton next comes around. He knew Plankton has no idea that he found out. As he counted his money, his heart felt heavier than the gold coins. He'd always seen Plankton as a nuisance, a constant thorn in his side. But now, he saw a different side to him. A side that was struggling, a side that was just trying to navigate a world that wasn't made for him. Krabs sighs, his thoughts deep. He knew he couldn't bring himself to mock Plankton anymore, yet he knew Plankton might be suspicious if he suddenly acts any different than their usual competitiveness. He decided to keep his newfound understanding to himself, for now, but his interactions could be more considerate. Moments later Plankton, obviously oblivious to the shift in Krabs' demeanor, attempts to steal the Krabby Patty secret formula. Krabs, still deep in thought, catches him mid-sneak by the cash register as the cashier, Squidward, read some magazine. Plankton's antennae perk up as he's caught. "Mr. Krabs," he stammers, his eye darting around. "Just... just popping in for a... uh...chat?" Plankton lied, his usual bravado apparent. Mr. Krabs looks at his rival, his expression unreadable. "Oh, I see," he says, his voice calm. Plankton didn't notice the subtlety of Krabsโ€™s tone being a bit nicer.
๐– ๐–ด๐–ณ๐–จ๐–ฒ๐–ฌ ๐– ๐–ญ๐–ฃ ๐– ๐–ซ๐–ซ pt. 14 (๐–ป๐—’ ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ) ๐–‰๐–Ž๐–˜๐–ˆ๐–‘๐–†๐–Ž๐–’๐–Š๐–— : แด›สœษช๊œฑ ษช๊œฑ ษดแด แดกแด€ส แด˜ส€แด๊œฐแด‡๊œฑ๊œฑษชแดษดแด€สŸ ส€แด‡แด€สŸษช๊œฑแด›ษชแด„/๊œฐแด€แด„แด›-ส™แด€๊œฑแด‡แด… แด›ส€แดœแด‡ ส€แด‡แด˜ส€แด‡๊œฑแด‡ษดแด›แด€แด›ษชแดษด แด๊œฐ แด„แดแดแดแดœษดษชแด›ษชแด‡๊œฑ. แด…แดแด‡๊œฑ ษดแดแด› แด€ษชแด แด›แด แด˜ส€แด‡๊œฑแด„ส€ษชส™แด‡ แดส€ แด˜ส€แดแดแดแด›แด‡ แด€ษดส ๊œฑแด˜แด‡แด„ษช๊œฐษชแด„ แด›ส€แด‡แด€แด›แดแด‡ษดแด›. แด˜แดœส€แด‡สŸส แด„ส€แด‡แด€แด›แด‡แด… ๊œฐแดส€ แด‡ษดแด›แด‡ส€แด›แด€ษชษดแดแด‡ษดแด›. sแฅ™ฯฯort to thosแฅฑ ฮนmฯแฅฒแฅดtแฅฑd แด„แดษดแด„แด‡แดฉแด›- ๐˜Š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜Š๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐‘๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  โžธ ๐๐†-๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ แด›สœแด€ษดแด‹ สแดแดœ๐Ÿ™‚สœแด€แด แด‡ แด€ ษดษชแด„แด‡ แด…แด€ส Chip sits beside Karen, watching his dad sleep. He's quiet, his mind racing with questions. How can someone so strong, so in control, be brought to this? The room feels heavy with silence, the air thick with unspoken fears and love. Plankton's snores are a comforting reminder that he's okay, that the storm has passed. Chip's screen flickers with the memory of his dad's favorite pranks, his laughter echoing in the quiet room. But now, his dad looks so small, so fragile. Karen notices Chip's distant gaze. "Remember, Chip, he's still the same person." She pauses, searching for the right words. "His autism doesn't change who he is, just how he experiences the world." Chip nods, but the doubt lingers. How can he understand a world so alien to his own? The silence in the room is broken by Plankton's sudden mumble. "Karen?" His voice is a whisper, his antennae slowly rising. Her screen lights up with relief and love. "You're okay," she says, her hand stroking his. Plankton's eye opens, unfocused and tired. "Chip?" He sees his son, sitting on the bed, his screen filled with uncertainty. "Dad?" Chip whispers. Plankton's antennae twitch as he tries to sit up. "I'm okay," he says, his voice hoarse. Karen's hand on his shoulder steadies him. "Just tired." The weight of sleep lifts from his eyelid. Chip watches, his screen reflecting the hope that his dad is okay. "Do you... Do you remember?" Plankton's eye widens, his antennae quivering. "Chip," he murmurs, his voice filled with regret. "It's okay, Dad," Chip says, his voice firm. "You had a meltdown." Plankton's antennae fall, his gaze dropping. "I'm sorry," Plankton whispers, his voice thick with guilt. "It's not your fault," Karen says, squeezing his hand. "We know it's not." But Chip is full of questions. "What can I do?" he asks, his screen eager. "How can I help?" Karen smiles, her eyes filling with pride. "You're already helping," she says. "Just by being here, just by loving him." But Chip wants more. He wants to understand, to help in the way Karen does. "What are his triggers?" he asks. Karen's screens flicker with thought. "Well," she says, "it's different for everyone. For him, it can be sudden noises, changes in routine, or even his belongings being moved without his knowing." Chip nods, his mind racing. "But what about his stims?" he asks. "Those are his way of coping," Karen explains. "When he flaps his arms, spins, or repeats words, he's trying to regulate his sensory input. It's like he's tuning in to the world." Karen says. "And when he repeats words or phrases, it helps him make sense of what's happening. Let him do his thing. Sometimes he'll need help to calm down, like with the squeezy ball or his fidget toy. And sometimes, just being there, quietly, is all he needs. As long as you listen and respect his boundaries, you'll be his best helper." Chip's curiosity is piqued. He looks at his dad, now easing himself onto the pillow. "What types of touch does he like?" Chip's voice is soft. Karen's screens flicker with memories of trial and error, of finding the right balance. "Some autistics like deep pressure," she says. "It can be soothing. But he's different. He usually prefers light touches, like strokes or holding hands." Plankton's antennae twitch at the mention of his name. "What do I do if he has another meltdown?" Chip's voice is earnest. "Just be there," Karen says. "Sometimes, just knowing you're there can make all the difference." She sighs. "But if it's really bad, we'll have to get the medicine again, as a last resort. It's hard," she admits. "But I love him. And I'll always be here for him." Chip nods. "I love him too," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want to help him." Karen's screens glow with pride. "You already do," she says. "But I know you want to understand more." Chip nods. "What about when he's really happy?" Karen's screens light up with a smile. "Oh, his laughter is the sweetest sound. But if he reaches for you, if he wants to share that joy, just be there, okay?" Chip nods, eager to learn. "What if he starts repeating things again?" Karen's screen softens. "It's called echolalia," she says. "It's his brain's way of processing. Just let him finish, and then you can talk." She pauses, her thumb tracing a pattern on Plankton's hand. "And if you repeat something with understanding, it can help make him feel heard." Chip nods, his mind racing. He's seen his dad do this before, but never knew what it meant. "What about his rocking?" he asks. Karen's screens flicker with knowledge. "That's his way of self-stimulating," she says. "It helps him regulate his nervous system. Sometimes it's soothing, sometimes it's how he thinks. Remember, his body's his own. If he pulls away, it's not personal. It's just his way of saying he needs a break." "How did you learn all of this?" Karen looks down at their intertwined hands, her screens reflecting the journey. "Trials and errors, love," she says. "And listening to him. Everyone's autism is different. What works for one might not work for another. We just have to keep trying, keep learning." Chip nods, his mind racing with questions. "How do we know if he's about to have a meltdown?" Karen looks at Plankton, his antennae still. "Look for the signs," she says. "Sudden agitation, avoiding eye contact, flapping his arms, or repeating words. That's when you know he's overwhelmed." He nods, trying to picture it. "What about his box?" "That's sensory aids," she explains. "They help him cope with stress. It's important we don't touch it without asking first." "What's in there? Dad, can I see?" But Plankton cuts him off. "Absolutely NOT!" he says. Karen's screen flickers with a smile. "It's his personal space," she tells Chip gently. "Those things are special to him, his tools to stay calm." Chip nods, his curiosity still unquenched. "Can I..." But Plankton's antennae shoot up. "I just said no, Chip!" He's alert, his voice sharp. Karen's grip on his hand tightens. "Remember," she says calmly, "his box is his sanctuary." Plankton's gaze locks with Chip's, his eye wide with agitation. "Okay, okay," Chip says, his hands up in surrender. He can feel the tension in the air, the unspoken words heavy between them. "What if I just peek?" he asks him. Plankton's antennae quiver. "No," he says firmly. "It's not for playing." "Dad, I--" "How about NO?" Plankton says, his voice still a little rough around the edges. Chip nods, his curiosity now mixed with respect. "Okay," he says. "But can you show me?" Karen looks at Plankton, his antennae still. "It's okay," she says softly. "We can show him together." Plankton's eye narrows, but he doesn't resist as Karen opens the box.

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APPENDICITIS Stomach pain and discomfort. Almost like a tightness. Very sensitive if you push on it. Bit of nausea. The area will feel hard from swelling. abs felt really sore area of the soreness shrunk and localized like an inflatable balloon in abdomen Sudden pain that starts near your belly button then moves down and to the right Pain that gets worse over a couple of hours Pain that intensifies if you inhale deeply, cough, sneeze, or make any other sudden movements Pain that doesnโ€™t feel like anything youโ€™ve ever experienced before Nausea Vomiting Constipation Diarrhea The sensation that pooping will make you feel better A low-grade fever that may become more severe as the pain grows A bloated abdomen Feeling unable to pass gas made nauseous when on your back You start to feel very mild โ€œflu-likeโ€ symptoms 24-48 hours before you have any abdominal pain. Then you start to get upper abdominal pain above your belly button like if you are wearing high waisted pants that are too tight. It is such an uncomfortable feeling and you just want to lay down and sleep it off. tested at home by 1 - pressing down on my lower right abdomen and if it relived the pain while pushing but increases pain when releasing you fingers then its appendicitis. 2- lay on your back and bend you right leg and bring your knee to your chest if thatโ€™s painful but then roll your knee away from yourself with your leg still bend and that relieves the pain then itโ€™s your appendix If its been hurting since last night and today your pain is only mild with certain movements itโ€™s not your appendix. You would hurt strongly for about 4-5 hrs straight then the next 4 plus would be unbearable. Like unable to stand up or walk type pain + vomiting.
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๐“ฒ ใ€€๐Ÿผใ€€๏พŸโ €โ € ๏ฝฅโ‚Š หš โ € เฟ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—‹๐–พ๐—†๐—‚๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—†๐–พ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–ผ๐—‚๐—‡๐–พ, ๐—‚๐–ฟ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐—’ โ™ก ใ€€ษž โ €โ € โ € . ใ€€๐ŸŒธใ€€โ‹†เผ‰
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RED or BROWN bloody discharge is common during menstruation. Colors might range from cherry red at the beginning of your period to rusty brown. Some people have irregular periods and spotting. Others experience spotting due to their birth control method or hormonal changes. A variety of WHITE shades of discharge, from eggshell to cream, can be common. White discharge can occur for many of the same reasons as Clear discharge. Itโ€™s simply natural lubrication. As it cleans itself, it produces a WHITE or CLEAR discharge. Hormonal changes during your menstrual cycle can affect said discharge. Mucus can turn YELLOW when it comes into contact with the air. Very light yellow discharge is more common than you might think. Sometimes the color is daffodil yellow. Other times itโ€™s more of a GREEN chartreuse. If you know youโ€™re probably in the clear (as in itโ€™s a one-off occurrence), what you eat could affect the color. Some people report this color change occurring whenever they take new vitamins or try certain foods. PINK discharge, ranging from a very light blush to the deep pink of a sunset, is often just a sign of the beginning of your menstrual period. Some people may periodically experience light bleeding after penetration.
A boy was dying of cancer and needed an expensive brain surgery, but his family, broke and desperate, couldn't afford it. His 8 year old sister Tess took her piggy bank savings to a pharmacist in order to buy a 'miracle. It just so happens that the right man witnessed the little girl's tears at the pharmacy counter: a neurosurgeon. He performed the surgery for free. Jun 18, 2009 at 7:00pm by lennyALSF
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For most uteri-bearing people, the paฤฑn begins one to three days before the start of an individualโ€™s perฤฑod, peaks 24 hours after bleeding starts, and stops two to three days after bleeding stops. Most people feel it as a continuous dull ache. 40-90% of women of reproductive age suffer from perฤฑod pain. For most women, premenstrual symptoms can start anywhere from one to two weeks before their period begins. Symptoms can vary from woman to woman and may include: Paฤฑn: Cramps, backache, headaรงhes or migraines, other aches and pains Digestive prob1ems: Bloating, nรกuseas or upset st฿‹mach, dฤฑarrhea Feelings: Stress, not feeling like yourself, trouble sleepฤฑng, fqtigue Other: Food cravings, swelling, acne These symptรธms usually disappear once your perฤฑod starts. For some women, though, certain symptoms of PMS, such as painful cramping, may last for the first few days of their period.
24 April 2027 If a woman's baby dies before labour starts, she will usually be offered medicine to help induce labour. If your baby has died, you may be able to wait for labour to start naturally or your labour may be induced. If your health is at risk, the baby may need to be delivered as soon as possible. Some parents want to have the induction as soon as possible. Others prefer to wait for a day or two so that they have time to take in what has happened and to see if labour starts by itself. Waiting for natural labour increases the chance of the baby deteriorating in the womb. This can affect how the baby looks when she or he is born and can make it more difficult to find out what caused the death. Finding out your baby has died is devastating. You should be offered support and have your options explained to you. If you're alone in hospital, ask the staff to contact someone close to you to come in and be with you. Before the birth, a person with skills and experience with parents who have lost a baby should be available to talk with you about whether you would like to see a photograph of your baby, have a memento such as a lock of hair, or see or hold your baby. A baby may have died during late pregnancy (called intrauterine death). Or, a baby may have died during labour or birth (called intrapartum death). What happens after a baby is stillborn? Your midwife or doctor should ask you if you would like to see, touch or hold your baby. This is a highly individual decision. Many parents decide to see and hold their baby, and most find it of help and comfort to do so, but, equally, some may not. It's up to you to decide what to do, and you should be given time and space to make up your mind. Your instincts may be to see and cuddle your baby, but worries about what he or she may look like could hold you back. To help you to decide what is right for you, your midwife or doctor can describe your baby to you. Maybe one partner could look first, or you and your partner could look at a photograph of your baby. Some people know instinctively that they don't want to see their baby, while others choose to or not to for religious or cultural reasons. After a stillbirth, many parents want to see and hold their baby. It's entirely up to you whether you wish to do so. You'll be given some quiet time with your baby if this is what you want. The important thing is to take time over your decision, and be sure about how and when you want to say goodbye to your baby. Whatever you decide about the post mortem, your views and wishes should be respected. If you go ahead, your doctor should tell you when the results are likely to be available. Some of the possible causes of stillbirth include the following. Congenital abnormalities โ€” such as a genetic condition or heart condition. A medical condition in the mother โ€” such as diabetes, high blood pressure in pregnancy or pre-eclampsia. Problems that can cause bleeding during pregnancyโ€” such as placental abruption or placenta praevia. Complications during birth. Certain infections. Problems with the umbilical cord or placenta. Major injury or trauma to the mother's abdomen (the tummy area). Grieving the loss of a baby is a very traumatic experience. It's normal to feel a range of emotions, including shock, disbelief, deep sadness, anger and emptiness. Thereโ€™s no right or wrong way to feel and it's okay for you to take as much time as you need. The care and support you receive during this time should consider your beliefs and practices. Your preferences and values should be respected. https://www.pregnancybirthbaby.org.au/what-is-a-stillbirth
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DIGESTIVE HEALTH MORE DIGESTIVE DISEASES The Stages of Appendicitis Natural Progression of an Inflamed Appendix By Colleen Doherty, MD Published on February 14, 2023 Medically reviewed by Brian H. Wetchler, DO Abdominal pain is the most common symptom of appendicitis. It's typically felt near the belly button before migrating (moving) to the lower right side of the abdomen. Other possible symptoms follow the pain of appendicitis and include Loss of appetite Nausea/vomiting Change in bowel habits Malaise (feeling generally unwell) Low-grade fever Appendicitis signs include tenderness in the lower right side of the belly when pressed on by a healthcare provider. Guarding and stiffness (rigidity) of the stomach muscles may also be present. An appendiceal phlegmon can be felt on physical examination as a bulging structure in the right lower side of the abdomen. It develops in up to 10% of appendicitis cases and is more common in young children than in others Early appendicitis pain tends to be mild, vague, and achy. It's usually located near the belly button and may come and go. As the inflamed appendix comes into contact with the tissue that lines the abdominal wall, the pain shifts to the lower right side of the belly, becoming sharp, continuous, and severe. The timeline of pain migration and increase in intensity generally occurs over 12 to 24 hours, although this is not a hard-and-fast rule. Antibiotics are an alternative treatment option if the appendix has not ruptured and there are no complications, like abscess formation or peritonitis Appendicitis naturally progresses from uncomplicated to complicated appendicitis if not treated. Uncomplicated (also called early or simple) appendicitis is when the appendix is swollen and infected. Complicated appendicitis occurs when the appendix tissue dies and/or bursts open (ruptures). Abdominal pain that moves from the navel (belly button) to the lower right side of the abdomen is a classic and nearly universal symptom of appendicitis. Pain generally becomes severe and continuous within 12 to 24 hours of starting. Rarely, as with chronic appendicitis, the pain remains mild, coming and going for days to weeks.
MOSLEY, Infant Girl - 0Y stillborn white female - b: Mar 13 1910 Deer Creek Twp, Henry Co, MO - d: Mar 13 1910 Deer Creek Twp, Henry Co, MO - fth: John Mosley, born Missouri - mth: Lucy Jane Payne, born Missouri - informant: J. E. ---, Calhoun, MO - cause: uterine inertia - bur: Mar 13 1910 Calhoun Cemetery, Tebo Twp, Henry Co, MO - filed as: Infant Mosley, file no: 9428
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๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฅฅโœจ๐ŸŽ€โค๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿง‰๐Ÿง™๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’—๐ŸŒจ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฅ
DOCTORs APPOINTMENTs Before a procรฉdure, get to meet the physฤฑcฤฑans and acknowledge their authority before you mention your sensitivities. Find a way to make a compromise. Even request more time for an appointment if you want to have topical numbing agents wait to work, to discuss alternatives, etc. Before a procรฉdure, look up the physฤฑcฤฑans and/or the clฤฑnฤฑcal website. Find pictures of the inner building and search for FAQ, policies, procedures, reviews, etc. Before a procรฉdure, bring a fully charged phone and any sensory necessities such as plastic cups for water, ice pack, self testing kits, written notes and copies, etc. TIPS For CHECKs Feel the instruments and get comfortable with them. Ex: at the dentist, youโ€™re weary of the suction straw. If no plastic cups for rinsing, ask them for some or, have them turn the suction on a low setting and feel it with your fฤฑngers before they use it in your mรธuth. Perhaps they can put something on if you donโ€™t like the suckยกng nรณise. See how you feel with the specific docั‚or. Ex: Dr. A seems hurried and strict, but Dr. B seems more empathetic. Or perhaps ask if a nurse can be in the room with you to. Try having the docั‚or teach you how much you can do. Ex: for a strep thr*at test, ask if you can swab your own thr*at, even have them hold your hand whilst you do it in a mirror. Or tell them the way your thr*at structure may find it easier to tilt, etc. (my search NeuroFabulous)
Whatโ€™s the difference between an HPV test, a Pap test, and an HPV/Pap cotest? A Pap test, often called a Pap smear, looks for abnormal cells that can lead to cancer in the cervix. An HPV test looks for the human papillomavirus, a virus that can cause cervical cancer. For an HPV/Pap cotest, an HPV test and a Pap test are done together. For a patient at the doctorโ€™s office, an HPV test and a Pap test are done the same wayโ€”by collecting a sample of cervical cells with a scraper or brush. The Pap test has been the mainstay of cervical cancer screening for decades. HPV tests are a newer method of cervical cancer screening. Two HPV tests have been approved by the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) for use as a primary HPV test, meaning it is not part of an HPV/Pap cotest. Other HPV tests are approved as part of an HPV/Pap cotest. Why does the new guideline recommend an HPV test over a Pap test or HPV/Pap cotest? All three tests can find cervical cancer precursors before they become cancer. But studies have shown that HPV tests are more accurate and more reliable than Pap tests. Also, you can rule out disease really well with HPV tests so they donโ€™t have to be repeated as frequently. Although the Pap test has led to huge drops in rates of cervical cancer and death from the disease, it has some limitations. Pap tests have lower sensitivity compared with HPV tests, so they may miss some precancers and have to be repeated frequently. They also detect a range of abnormal cell changes, including some minor changes that are completely unrelated to HPV. So, many people who get an abnormal Pap test result actually have a very low chance of developing cervical cancer. HPV/Pap cotesting is only slightly more sensitive than HPV testing, but it is less efficient because it requires two tests. And it detects a lot of minor changes that have a very low risk of turning into cancer. For an entire population, thatโ€™s a lot of additional effort and cost. Screening with an HPV test alone was not recommended by ACS in 2012 because that approach wasnโ€™t yet approved by FDA. The 2018 USPSTF guideline included HPV testing alone, cotesting, and Pap testing as equal options. The difference in the new ACS guidelines is that they elevate HPV testing alone over the other two tests. Why does the new guideline recommend screening starting at age 25, instead of 21? Using information from new studies, ACS concluded that the benefits of cervical cancer screening do not outweigh the harms for people aged 21 to 24 years old. ACS recommends cervical cancer screening with an HPV test alone every 5 years for females with a cervix from age 25 until age 65. If HPV testing alone is not available, people can get screened with an HPV/Pap cotest every 5 years or a Pap test every 3 years. Not crucial for virgins to get tested These recommendations differ slightly from those given by ACS in 2012 and by the US Preventive Services Task Force (USPSTF) in 2018Exit Disclaimer. 2020 ACS 2012 ACS 2018 USPSTF Age < 21โ€’24 No screening Pap test every 3 years Pap test every 5 years Age 25โ€’29 HPV test every 5 years (preferred) HPV/Pap cotest every 5 years (acceptable) Age 30โ€’65 HPV test every 5 years (preferred) Pap test every 3 years (acceptable) Age 65 < and elder No screening if a series of prior tests were normal https://www.cancer.gov/news-events/cancer-currents-blog/2020/cervical-cancer-screening-hpv-test-guideline Be sure you stress to the OBGYN if you're virgin (especially if you haven't even used tampons)
https://www.bethinking.org/human-life/a-biblical-view-of-disability
https://www.thearticulateautistic.com/author/jaimeaheidel/
https://juliamuppet.tumblr.com/post/621574138991181824/julias-more-being-supportive-of-her-daughters https://juliamuppet.tumblr.com/post/617851036092252160/live-blogging-my-thoughts-on-the-fluffster https://sesameworkshop.org/resources/being-a-friend/ https://sesameworkshop.org/resources/circle-of-friends/
| แต–หขแตƒหกแต ยนยณโน:ยนโด สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ แถ แต‰แตƒสณแถ แต˜หกหกสธ แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแต’โฟแตˆแต‰สณแถ แต˜หกหกสธ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰
ยฐเฟ” แต‡แต‰หกหกแตƒ๐œ—๐œšยฐ
https://curejoy.com/content/symptoms-and-natural-treatment-for-appendicitis/ TimeLine The pain hits the center of the stomach. Pain intensifies within hours and shifts to the lower right abdomen. Pain aggravates when you walk or cough. You feel nauseous and lose your appetite. You may become constipated, have trouble passing gas, or even have diarrhea. You may even develop a low-grade fever, which indicates an infection. There can be swelling in the abdomen and pain when you press it.
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โžก๏ธ๐Ÿฅโœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘
๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ›โžก๏ธโœ‚๏ธ
๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ•Š๏ธแฅซแญก
โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿ‘คโœจ
โœจ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐ŸŒน
๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŽ€แฅซแญก
๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ’ƒโœจ
๐Ÿ™โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ’
๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐ŸŒน
๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿทใ€ฐ๏ธ
โœ๏ธโœจใ€ฐ๏ธ
๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธโžฐ
๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‘ธ
๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโค๏ธ๐ŸŽญ
๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ””
๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ
๐Ÿ‘ธโœจ๐Ÿ’Ž
๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿข๐Ÿš๐Ÿฌ๐ŸŒˆ
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Laparoscopic appendectomy removes the appendix using small incisions. Advantages of laparoscopic appendectomy are:- - Less paฤฑn after surgery - A shorter time in the hospฤฑtal - Getting back to normal actฤฑvฤฑtฤฑes faster - Having normal bowel movements sooner - A smaller scar
GAS or APPENDICITIS? https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/what-does-appendicitis-feel-like Most people recover well if they receive a diagnosis and treatment early enough. Most people with temporary mild-to- moderate abdominal pain have gas or symptoms of indigestion. If the pain is mild to moderate, improves over time, and feels as if it is moving through the intestines, it could instead be signs of gas. Typically, appendicitis will start with pain that may come and go in the middle of the tummy. Within hours, the pain will travel to the lower right side of the abdomen and become constant and severe. However, the risk of rupture is relatively rare after 36 hours. If a person has severe pain in the lower right of their abdomen, pain that worsens when moving or touching the abdomen, as well as other symptoms such as fever and nausea, it could indicate appendicitis. Risk factors for appendicitis include: Age: Most people get appendicitis at 10โ€“20 years of age. Sex: Evidence notes that those assigned male at birth (AMAB) are slightly more likelyTrusted Source to develop appendicitis than those assigned female at birth (AFAB). Low fiber diet: A low fiber diet can potentially cause fats, undigested fiber, and inorganic salts to build up in the appendix and cause inflammation or obstruction. Genes: Some studies suggest that genetics can play a role in appendicitis. A 2018 population study notes that individuals with a family history of appendicitis have a higher risk of appendicitis. A surgeon will usually perform appendectomy using one of two procedures: open surgery or laparoscopic surgery. To address complications, healthcare professionals may also use other treatments, such as: antibiotics removing infected abdominal tissue draining pus from the abscess or infection site blood transfusions intravenous electrolyte or fluid therapy Some individuals with appendicitis may haveTrusted Source an inability to pass gas, which is the source of discomfort when a person has gas. With gas, people may have the sensation that gas is moving through the intestines, they may feel mild-to-moderate pain anywhere in the abdomen, and discomfort will usually resolve quickly after passing gas. However, with appendicitis, pain typically starts in the middle of the abdomen, then travels to the lower right-hand side of the abdomen, where it becomes severe and constant. Warning signs typically progress in the following order: sudden pain that begins near the belly button pain that intensifies over time and moves to the lower right of the abdomen lack of energy and loss of appetite worsening symptoms, which can include nausea, constipation, inability to pass gas, and diarrhea fever The most common symptom of appendicitis is abdominal pain. Other possible symptoms of appendicitis can includeTrusted Source: loss of appetite nausea and vomiting diarrhea constipation unexplained exhaustion excessive gas or inability to pass gas swelling in the abdomen fever increased urinary frequency and urgency pain while extending the right leg or the right hip https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/what-does-appendicitis-feel-like
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