I think about this a lot. What can you do to make a difference? It’s really difficult to step out of yourself and view the world from a distance but just a reminder that the world you live in doesn’t stop at you and that all of the money you spend on worthless products that will fall apart next month, could go to help humans in other countries who, unfortunately, really really need it. Another reminder that humans in other countries aren’t just stories you watch from your television at home… every day is just as real for them as it is for you and I, so help them - help make tomorrow better for everyone. Hunger is huge and I don’t know about you, but i’ll go about three hours and need food again, so imagine days/weeks. Lack of clean water - think about washing out the coffee pot and you just let it overflow? Save clean water people. Sex trafficking - HUGE and nobody ever talks about it, but it’s so prevalent - so donate and be educated. The sex trade makes approx. 32 billion dollars a year (9 billion alone in the US and approx 100,000 new girls from the US every year with the average age being 13 / 14) - passing the arms trade, it stands as the second largest criminal organization and is expected to pass the drug trade soon, making it number one. & you’re telling me that nobody talks about this? Because it’s dangerous, especially when it happens so close to home. Kids. Children. Young adults. Donate to that. Help get those girls back home. Not to mention the countries that are going through / go through natural disaster devastation and need aid and help to rebuild what they’ve lost. AND last on my mind but certainly not least are the countries that don’t have access or financial means to build hospitals. People are sick / injured / dying and they don’t have a place to go or the right medicine to prevent illnesses - so donate to that as well. Donate to get them (again, real life humans) the treatment they need.
Again, I understand it’s hard to look past your own world and the luxuries that we are so privileged to have but please understand that the world stretches far further than you and I and the useless shit we buy. Humans are humans, (read that again) - they have feelings and needs and the hope to live to see another day - and the location difference, skin difference, language difference, and the economical standing difference, makes NO DIFFERENCE. & since we as a country and as every day people are financially able to help those in need, it is our responsibility to do that. Imagine if one of every 1,652 of my followers here donated 10 dollars. That’s around 16,000 dollars to make a difference. Underneath I added some organizations so I mean, if you can - donate, be educated.

*If you have other world organizations, add the link to the comments*

When people say “recovery”, you typically think of returning to how you were before your illness. But there is no going back. You do not merely recover, but reinvent yourself. You become something completely different from what you were before.
Stay-at-Home Spoonies!

(And anyone with any illness that has to stay home some or all of the time.)

I feel there is a constant feeling and stigma of “laziness” for people that stay at home, ill or not, and don’t “do anything”. This misconception is eating at me today, so I have some pointers for those of you that have to stay at home, or know someone that does.

  • It is not a vacation, and it is not a day off. It’s common to think people stay home so they don’t have to stress about work or school or anything, but someone with a chronic mental or physical illness may not be home for that reason. I may not have work or school to worry about while at home, but I assure you it is not stress free and I’m not partying.
  • All productivity is productivity. Some days, cleaning an entire house, running all the errands, showering, getting ready, and reading your favorite book series is possible. Other days, only a shower is possible. There are even days where none of that is possible, if you are expected to have the energy to go to the bathroom or roll over in bed. It’s completely okay to applaud yourself or others regardless of the above scenario. If you are not proud of yourself or someone else for their accomplishment for that day, don’t say anything. “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”
  • Being awake isn’t the same as being able. If someone is at home, awake, and on an electronic device or watching a movie… this does not mean they are well. It is stressful and discouraging when you treat someone as though they should get up and do things simply because they’re awake. There is such thing as crippling illnesses that you can not and will not physically see. I’m not laying or sitting here because I’m bored or have nothing to do, I’m doing it because I simply can’t do anything else.
  • Your spoken disapproval will not change anything, keep it to yourself. I understand how frustrating it is when it seems like people just don’t want to move, and you need them to… but shush. It is NEVER EVER helpful to hear nothing but degrading statements that make someone feel bad about themselves because of something they have no control over. I’m not ignoring you, I’m not choosing to disobey your orders, I simply cannot get up or accomplish what you’re asking of me. I know it bothers you that I do “nothing” and I promise it bugs me too, but all anyone needs to hear is that the fact they are silently battling something inside is good enough, no matter what physical proof they can show you for the day.

You do not have to understand, approve, or agree… but please keep in mind that the way others handle their personal battles within is not up to you. It’s okay to be frustrated, but it is not okay to be mean or hurtful. 

I am on your side, and I understand. I’m cheering for you, all of you. <3

Imagine Person A of your OTP being sick, and not like super sick, but just sick enough that Person B starts to worry and tries to insist Person A goes to the doctor/hospital, and Person A refuses again and again until finally Person B jut gives up trying to reason with them and just drags them to there with Person A kicking and screaming the whole way.

In case you weren’t aware, I was recently diagnosed with Lymphoma. Unfortunately, due to this illness, my family and myself have incurred some financial burdens due to cancer treatment and lack of income from missing work. I’m hoping to raise some money to lessen this burden on me and my family. Please read the page, and please PLEASE reblog it so everybody can see! Every dollar helps. 

MAY- is the month of coeliac awareness

Hello everyone! so you may not know this but I have coeliac disease, and as the month of May (and more specifically the week commencing the 11th) is the time devoted to raising coeliac awareness, I thought I would talk to you guys about it

Coeliac (or celiac) disease is an autoimmune condition which causes the body to mistake the gluten protein as an invader and ‘attack’ it in the small intestine. These leads to something called villi atrophy- in which the finger-like projections in the small intestine are destroyed and the whole small intestine becomes inflamed. Because of this, the body suffers from digestive issues, malabsorbtion and malnutrition. 

This leads to many horrible symptoms such as:

I was diagnosed with coeliac disease in November 2013 after being ill for around 6 years. The average time it takes for a diagnosis in the UK is between 8 and 12 years. By the time I was diagnosed I weighed 6 stone, and had severe dehydration and nutrient defeciences. I was told multiple times by doctors that I was suffering from IBS, without them carrying out a simple blood test to make sure nothing more sinister was going on.

Many people think that coeliac disease is not a serious disease, that it is just some sort of food intolerance that makes people a little windy. No. While the severity of symptoms do vary, it is a serious condition which left untreated can lead to an increased risk of bowel cancer, osteoporosis and neurological conditions. Also, as coeliac disease is an autoimmune condition, we are at greater risk of having other conditions such as asthma, Chron’s disease, lupus etc.

In fact, even 1 ½ years after being diagnosed I am still suffering from health conditions because my small intestine has not yet recovered. I am still underweight, I am still extremely weak and I still suffer from neurological symptoms. In Europe, the health related quality of life of people with coeliac disease is markedly lower than the normal population despite a gluten free diet. 

Whilst it is wonderful that coeliac disease can be treated so effectively with a gluten free diet, it should still be seen as a serious disease which can cause a lot of suffering and remains with us all of our lives. 

In the press and media recently it seems to be popular to make a gluten free diet and people with coeliac disease the brunt of stupid jokes. I am not weak, it is not funny to shove a pie in a coeliacs face, and no you are not gluten free intolerant. Stop. For me, a gluten free diet is not a lifestyle choice, it is keeping me alive.

There are several issues at the moment that need addressing:

  • the negative perception of coeliac disease by the public and media
  • the horrendously long time it takes to get a diagnosis 
  • the quality of treatment once diagnosed
  • the price and quality of gluten free goods 
  • the lack of knowledge and awareness of coeliac disease among the public and health care professionals 

To learn more about coeliac disease here is the Coeliac UK website

If you read all of this, thank you so much!

Please, please, please reblog this to raise awareness, I will love you forever! 

Back from my doctor visit about the tumor in my right ear that’s preventing me from hearing out of it. I have good news, bad news, and somewhat more bad news. First the good news: My tumor is not cancerous. The bad news it’s requiring a surgery to correct, and somewhat more bad news is that it’s attached to something critical on the right side that would, if removed, take away part of my ability to speak. So the procedure is going to focus on removing the part it can and leave the part that extends down into my throat alone.This tumor is only going to get bigger and start affecting me in other ways from balance, to swallowing, to even speech. If you want to help donate to help me cover the medical costs, you can do so here. Now this procedure should be covered by Medicare as it’s the insurance I’m on, but this would come in handy just in case or worse case for Solitaire’s (my Savannah Monitor) care if I need to run him to the vet for any reason while I’m fighting this because all my financial resources (which isn’t much as I’m on disability for my mental illness) will be going towards my standard cost of living and health care. Those who are wondering about Solitaire, he’s currently brumating, and while this was concerning at first because it’s spring he should be coming out of it soon I hope. He was showing signs of activity the other day. I will do some pictures of him when he’s more active though. Thank you to those that can donate and if you can’t please reblog this so I can get some additional help from people.

Sam x Reader One Shot

Title: Having a Cold in the Cold

Summary: Imagine camping with the brothers on a hunt and cuddling with Sam

Word Count: 1,091

You sneezed.

Although it was dark of all light except that reflecting from the moon, the trees surrounding the three of you did well to leave a nice layer of darkness over the faces of your male counterparts, you saw Dean glare at you from his stump five or so feet before you.  You only shrugged and pulled your jacket around you closer, trying to protect yourself from the breeze.

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This is a shout out for every kid with asthma who can’t:

play with animals
walk up stairs
laugh hard
Get startled
Be anywhere near smoking
Breathe in sudden cold air
Be tickled
Fucking Stairs
Play sports

without triggering an asthma attack (which then triggers panic attacks)

And for every time anyone ever accused that you were faking it or questioned how “bad” asthma really is. For every time you were ever told that you were doing it just for attention.

And for those having to rely on medication that damages the cells in your body and causes you to bruise easily and not heal regularly.

For always being tired and thus accused of being lazy. For the fear and anxiety that comes with not being able to locate an inhaler.

I see you guys. I feel you guys. You’re all so amazing and strong. You function even though basic daily tasks are 50x harder for you than for most people.

You do not get enough credit.



The Blind Woman Who Sees Rain, But Not Her Daughter’s Smile

Imagine a world that is completely black. You can’t see a thing — unless something happens to move. You can see the rain falling from the sky, the steam coming from your coffee cup, a car passing by on the street.This was the world that Milena Channing claimed to see, back in 2000, shortly after she was blinded by a stroke at 29 years old. But when she told her doctors about these strange apparitions, they looked at her brain scans (the stroke had destroyed basically her entire primary visual cortex, the receiving station of visual information to the brain), and told her she must be hallucinating.

“You’re blind and that’s it,” Channing remembers them saying to her.

Frustrated and convinced these visions were real, Channing made her way from doctor to doctor until she finally found one who believed her: Dr. Gordon Dutton, an ophthalmologist in Glasgow. He told her he’d once read about such a case — a soldier in World War I who, after a bullet injury to the head, could only see things in motion.

Riddoch’s phenomenon, Dutton told her it was called, named for the Scottish neurologist George Riddoch who named it. And then he prescribed her … a rocking chair!

Here’s why: If this is about motion, only being able to see things in motion, she’d be able to see the stationary world, at least a little, if she herself started moving.

It helped. In the weeks and months after her visit (after employing other techniques like shaking her head), Channing began to see the world more vividly. And when she finally visited a team of neuroscientists in Canada (five years after her stroke), they filled in the picture. It turns out that one area of her brain ’s cortex — an area reserved specifically for processing motion (visual area MT, for middle temporal area) — had been preserved. So even though information wasn’t going through the primary visual cortex, somehow it was still getting out to the part of the brain that can register objects in motion.

Cue the cars. And the rain. And the coffee steam. Channing was truly seeing them.

But here’s the catch. Though this compartmentalized nature of vision may have been Channing’s blessing, it’s also proving to be a quiet curse. Just as there seems to be an area of the brain that processes motion, there is one for faces; and as much as Channing’s vision continues to improve, she still can’t recognize — even perceive — a face.

Channing says that every now and then, that hard boundary of what she can and can’t see frustrates her. “Who does she look like?” Channing wonders, as she gazes straight at her daughter’s face.

For an artist’s rendition of Milena Channing’s world, watch the video above, which also explains a bit more about the modular nature of vision.

from NPR