For spring 2016 FTL Moda teamed up with Global Disability Inclusion and the Christopher and Dana Reeve Foundation to raise money and showcase #FashionFreeFromConfines. The runway show featured supermodels Adriana Lima and Toni Garrn alongside models with disabilities including Leslie Irby, Rebekah Marine, Shaholly Ayers and 18 year old Australian model Madeline Stuart who has down syndrome.

Hold On, I’m Coming

Summary: You’re in a serious car accident, and a certain firefighter Winchester comes to the rescue

Pairing: Eventual Firefighter!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3,000

Warnings: Serious car accident, descriptions of aftermath, wreckage, injuries, trapped!reader, moderate injuries to reader, pain, blood, panic, fear… 

Title Inspiration: Hold On, I’m Coming, by Sam and Dave

A/N: @deanssweetheart23 I warned you not to tempt me… and now it’s here. This could turn into a little mini-series if you guys are interested, so let me know. (Fire photos are mine/from my local department, Dean is from google)

Quick language guide for those of you who don’t live with a police scanner providing constant background noise: BOLO (be on the look-out), MVA (motor vehicle accident), ALS (advanced life support), Car 3-2 (Lieutenant’s vehicle)

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Types of Spinal Cord Injury (SCI)

Typical complications of SCI include:
Autonomic Dysreflexia (AD)
Orthostatic Hypotension (OH)
Spinal Shock
Spasticity and Hypertonia
Deep Vein Thrombosis (DVT)
Heterotopic Ossification
Osteoporosis and Risk of Fracture
Pressure Sores
Impaired Temperature Control
Pulmonary Impairment
Bladder, Bowel and Sexual Impairments

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the holidays are coming up, and as someone who works in a pet store there are some things i want everyone who plans on getting animals as gifts to remember:

  • fish tanks need to be set up and running for at least one week before fish can be put it. all fish need treated water and bacteria supplements.
  • fish can only survive in a plastic bag for about an hour.
  • THE ONLY fish that can go in a bowl is a BETTA. all other fish, especially goldfish, will die/be very unhealthy in bowls.
  • goldfish are supposed to live for up to 20 years. don’t get all high and mighty for keeping one alive for a few months. they have long life spans when taken proper care of.
  • hamsters cannot live together. when they grow up, they become incredibly territorial and aggressive. they are asocial creatures that do not get along with each other.
  • guinea pigs can’t go in hamster wheels or balls. they get spinal injuries from being in a curved position and sometimes die.
  • rats and guinea pigs do better in groups/pairs.
  • hamsters, mice, rats, guinea pigs, cats, and pretty much every single animal can’t live inside a sealed box. they will die. don’t do it.
  • puppies get destructive. they break things and make messes and are loud. they need to be trained. don’t get a puppy if you don’t want to deal with training a large animal.
  • don’t fucking take kittens and puppies away from their mothers prematurely just because they’re cute. it can affect them forever.
  • cats will scratch your furniture and knock things over. declawing cats is a physically harmful and scarring process that literally permanently mutilates their paws. don’t get a cat if you aren’t willing to be patient with them.
  • birds are LOUD. SO LOUD. and incredibly messy. and they bite.
  • most lizards can get up to two feet long. some can live for 20 years. don’t get a baby bearded dragon and expect it to stay that small forever. they reach their full size within a year.
  • pets are real and they have needs. their needs are not luxuries. don’t treat them like they don’t matter.

Mind control brain implants are real. Don’t be scared — they could do a lot of good.

  • The idea of a microchip controlling the human brain might sound dark and dystopian, but these brain implants are more likely to promise a future where people suffer less.
  • U.K.-based microchip designer ARM is collaborating with the University of Washington on a chip that could help people with paralysis from brain and spinal injuries.
  • The chip would send brain signals to a stimulator inserted into the spinal cord, and that may help people gain back some lost control over their body’s movement.
  • The BBC reported that scientists behind the project are also hoping they can create two-way communication that relays feedback to the brain.
  • If that happens, patients will be able to sense things like heat coming from a mug of coffee is or how tightly the hand is gripping that mug. Read more (5/17/17)

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Bewear the Ides of March!

Julius Caesar was stabbed by the Roman Senators, not hugged. Yet, if the ancient senators were actually Bewears, hugging Caesar would have been equally effective as a method of assassination. According to the Pokédex, Bewear has a habit of hugging its trainers…to death. So today, let’s figure out how this might happen.

The human spine, also known as the vertebral column, is a vital part of our skeleton and nervous system. It is made up of 33 different bones called vertebrae, separated from each other with intervertebral discs. The first seven (colored in red) are called cervical vertebrae and are located in your neck. The middle twelve bones in your back (in blue) are called the thoracic vertebrae. The lower back (in yellow) consists of the lumbar vertebrae. The last 9 vertebrae (5 in green / 4 in pink) are fused together and form the sacrum and the coccyx, or your tailbone.

It’s not easy to break a spine; the discs between each vertebrae are made of squishy cartilage that is specifically designed to absorb shock and prevent your back from breaking. The segmented nature of the vertebrae allows the back to bend in several directions, also to avoid breaking by being flexible. Not to mention the walls of muscle that surround it. 

For death to occur, the individual vertebrae need to shift dramatically so they damage the nerve that runs through the middle of them. Typically, spinal-injury deaths are related to the phrenic nerve, which connects your brain to your lungs and allows breathing to happen. Several arteries also run through the vertebral column, and if they are pinched or crushed it can result in a stroke.

Of course, how much force needed to break a spine depends on whose spine you are crushing: children have more delicate spines than adults, and so on. However, it also depends on where on the spine you are crushing. The neck (cervical spine), for example, requires a force of 3,000 Newtons (roughly 700 pounds) to fracture. But Bewear doesn’t strangle its victims, it hugs them – so Bewear is attacking the thoracic and lumbar vertebrae. Various studies find the absolute limit for lumbar vertebrae to be about 1600 Newtons (360 pounds) of force.

This is surprisingly reasonable. Boxers and professional martial artists’ punches have been documented over 4,000 Newtons (900 pounds), and kicks can exceed 9,000 Newtons (2,000 pounds). Squeezing is a little different, since it is pure muscle work instead of a forward thrust, and human grip strength at its strongest is about 150 pounds. So you might not be able to crush a spine with your bare hands, but can Bewear crush a spine with its bear hands?

Probably. This shouldn’t come as a surprise, but most animals are stronger than humans in terms of muscle exertion. Some chimpanzees have been shown to be eight times stronger than humans. This is mostly because of the way we use our muscles: humans have developed a lot of control. We can finely tune our muscles, precisely control our finger movements, only using certain muscle fibers at one time. This saves us energy in many ways: you don’t have to use your entire bicep to lift up a pencil, like you might when you’re lifting weights. Other animals don’t have this control: It’s all or nothing for them. Physically, the way their muscles activate prevents them from having the fine control that we have. In other words, Bewear is incapable of giving a small hug. It can only give big, spine crushing squeezes.

Bewear’s hugs must deliver a force of 1600 Newtons (360 pounds) in order to break a trainer’s vertebral column.

leopard emoji rating

APPLE: generally pretty good. very realistic leopard. kinda sorta has the shading problem that apple has a lot but on the whole a good boy. 4/5

GOOGLE: LOOK AT HIM!!!! HE IS SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU!!!!! A FRIEND!!!!!! very cute and cartoony and he has stolen my heart. 6/5

MICROSOFT: blocky and weird like all microsoft emojis. the tail looks like it’s curving out between his legs and it looks like a dingdong. also because the spots match the outline it looks like this leopard is made of swiss cheese. 0/5

SAMSUNG: he is really tall. i don’t think leopards have necks that long but i am not an expert. weird pointy ears and seems to be wearing white socks? kinda cute tho. reminds me of the cheetahs at the beginning of the lion king based on how he stands. 2/5

LG: also took a more realistic approach but his ear looks like it is just a hole in his head. also the spots are the wrong color. 2/5 trying his best

HTC: like a cave drawing, but i kind of appreciate that. i think this risk paid off. his spots look like little pac mans tho. 3/5

FACEBOOK: i don’t like his soulless eyes. 1/5

MESSENGER: he looks a little dopey. also has no neck? 2/5 

TWITTER: this leopard has spinal injuries. i hope he’s ok. 3/5 for pity

MOZILLA: a really cute leopard! a little darker but he is handsome and sweet! a friend! 5/5

EMOJI ONE: no. destroy it. 0/5

EMOJIDEX: is this leopard ok he also has a neck injury. 2/5

firebird766-blog  asked:

If an woman were to vault over a second story balcony and land on someone, what kind of injuries could she expect? What kind of injuries could her victim expect? Would it be possible for her to come out relatively unscathed, if she put thought into the best way to land before she went for the jump?

Hey there! I’m glad you sent this in. Thanks for asking!

Your character has 2 things going for her:

1) She’s not falling from THAT high a height. She could still have significant injuries, but a second-story balcony is only about 12-15 feet off the ground. While that’s triple body height – our threshold for where we suspect serious injuries – it’s also not, say, the 5th floor (which is likely fatal).

But the person she lands on—assuming she plants her feet on their shoulders—actually helps reduce the height of the fall, making it closer to 7-10 feet, which is a much more survivable injury!

2) She’s landing on something soft (compared to concrete). The person may alter the way she lands, but they’ll also slow her down over a longer period of time than simply hitting the pavement.

Remember, it’s not the fall that kills your characters, friends, it’s the sudden stop at the bottom.

As to the specific injury patterns and “safest” way of falling, I’d say she would be best off going feet-first and aiming for the person’s shoulders or back with her feet.

Now, with a straight drop with a landing on the heels, you’d expect to see a very particular pattern of injuries called Don Juan Syndrome. What happens is that the person lands heel-first, and the force just travels directly up from there, breaking calcaneous (heels), knees, pelvis, and spinal compression injuries. DO NOT WANT.

However, if your character has any kind of martial arts training or has taken any parkour at all, she’ll have a better idea how to land: feet parallel, knees relaxed, land on the balls of her feet, allow her hips to tuck behind (rather than hyperflex the knees and push the hips forward).

If she does it right, and she controls not just the first fall (into the person) but the second fall (awkwardly, probably backwards, onto the pavement from the height of that person’s shoulders), she may walk away relatively unscathed, though for realism’s sake I’d appreciate at least a sprained ankle or wrist, or a goose egg on the back of her head.

I’m not a traceur, but this video has a surprisingly good illustration of the body mechanics she wants: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=31IM_PRHoeg 

As for her victim, they’re in for a bad day. That kind of force landing on them, completely unexpected, makes me think of things like broken clavicles and shoulders, plus injuries from getting pushed to the ground, so up to and including broken wrists, broken arms, head strikes (with scrapes / hematomas / …) plus the possibility of a concussion.

Honestly, they could both walk away with concussions. Hooray for concussions!

From a reader’s perspective, I’m really curious as to whether or not she’s aiming for the person or if they just happen to get in her way. If she’s self-centered enough to think “they’ll break my fall”, that’s a really interesting trait for a character to have. If she’s trying to hurt them that’s even more interesting!

Either way, I hope this was useful!!

xoxo, Aunt Scripty


Max Pacioretty.

ALRIGHT so here we go my hand has been forced and ill probably sound extra but I’m way past that at this point. These are some essentials you need to know about Max Pacioretty and why I think he’s one of the most underrated players. 

1.) I just want to point out, right off the bat, that this beautiful man plays out his heart and fucking soul. Sometimes, he has his moments. Sometimes, he isn’t 100% and that’s okay, because he still plays with all that he is able to give. You know who ELSE has their moments? Every single player in the NHL. Including Carey Price and including Sidney Crosby idk just name any NHL star’s name and they have most DEFINITELY had their low moments. 

Can we also remember that Max Pacioretty played with a broken ankle, and that he scored a goal and got two assists in a game while he was sick with the flu? So for all the people claiming he didn’t try his best throughout the 2016-17 season, please rethink this. 

2.) A lot of people forget that Max Pacioretty was nearly paralyzed from the neck down. Y’all know who Travis Roy is? Long story short, Travis Roy was basically a hockey prodigy and got to play on varsity his freshman year at BU. However, he only got to play for eleven seconds before he went to check someone and fell head first into the boards and broke his C4 and C5 vertebrae. Travis Roy is fascinating and I actually had the pleasure of meeting him earlier this year, so if the spirit moves you, you should check out his story.

Why is that important? Well, because of that injury, Roy was paralyzed from the neck down. 

You know what happened to Max Pacioretty? He received an illegal check that broke his C4. People who survive spinal cord injuries above this level need ventilators or machines to breathe. Yet here he is, six years later, and now the fucking captain. Idk about y'all, but that’s so amazing to me. Sometimes I wonder what health issues he still deals with today, but that’s a mystery.

I feel like surviving and recovering from an injury like that MIGHT leave a guy a bit traumatized? But that’s just me. I’ve never had someone nearly snap my neck so I can’t speak from experience. I certainly would be scared shitless to play the dangerous sport of hockey again.

3.) This gift to humanity scored his first NHL goal on his first NHL shot when he was brought up from the AHL. They sent him back down after that, but when he was brought up for a second time, he ended up being the highest goal scorer that season. When he returned from this injury? He had a 33 goal season and won the Bill Masterton Memorial Trophy

“’If I walk by him, I’d say hello,“ said Pacioretty of the guy who broke his neck. "It’s not awkward. It’s all part of the sport.’”

I’m a bit petty and hold grudges, so I personally wouldn’t have forgiven him. This isn’t a hate post towards the guy, which is why I didn’t name him.

His teammates stick up for him no matter what, and that’s when you know you’re a good and respected captain. Your teammates want to defend you and value your reputation. Let’s not forget the time that rumor was passed around that Therrien claimed Max Pacioretty was the worst captain in Habs history, and Nathan Beaulieu came quick to his defense with:

So please don’t tell me that Max Pacioretty isn’t allowed to have his moments. Or that he single handedly let the Habs down this season. Or that he doesn’t deserve to be the captain.

Please stop using Max Pacioretty as a scapegoat for everything that goes wrong in the Montreal Canadiens season. 

If anyone has more to add to this list, please do. 

When parents teach their kids “othering” attitudes towards disabled people.

Between the ages of 9 and 13, I lived next door to a young girl named Anna. Anna had a 2 year old cousin, Ashley, who was a vent dependent high level quadriplegic due to a horrific accident where she fell off the back of a couch and got wedged between the couch and the wall. (Abuse by her father was suspected; they think he pushed her, I don’t remember if that was true or not.) Her injury was very similar to Christopher Reeve’s.

At first I was fascinated by Ashley’s wheelchair and ventilator tube because I had never known somebody could be paralyzed like that and need help just to breathe. Ashley’s nurse was very kind about answering my questions.

If Anna wasn’t home, I would play with Ashley. I sang silly songs, made faces at her (she made them back), I made her stuffed animals “dance” and “kiss” her face (she loved that) and I would read to her while showing her pictures from the books by her bed. Sometimes I “helped” her color by holding her little fist around a crayon and guiding her hand over a coloring book. I actually discovered she could keep her fingers closed if I wrapped them around the crayon, but it was a very loose grip and her hands never improved beyond that. I let Ashley pick the colors– she raised her eyebrows and smiled real big for “yes” and pouted her bottom lip out for “no” and that’s how she told me which crayons she wanted.

Playing with Ashley got to be normal to me. I understood that she was disabled, but she was also a two year old girl just like any other and the only difference was she couldn’t move or breathe on her own. I noticed that other kids didn’t go over to interact with her if she was brought outside in her wheelchair. The adults with her would entertain her instead.

One day, I was playing peekaboo with Ashley when my dad came outside. He got really mad at me! I didn’t know what I did wrong when he demanded I go in the house.

He proceeded to tell me “You shouldn’t play with a crippled child like that. What if something happens to her? You’ll get blamed!”

I don’t remember what I said in protest, but I know I said “Dad, she’s a kid like anybody else!”

He said, “NO, she’s not. She’s different. She’s broken and hurt. Feel sorry for her, and don’t play with her anymore.”

I cried in my room for a long while. Then I went back out to see if Anna was home. She wasn’t, but Ashley was inside in bed. I played with her till Anna came home, then we went out into her back yard and swung on the swings.

The next day, my dad caught me playing with Ashley again. I was putting flowers in her hair (careful that they didn’t have loose petals that could fall on her trach or the vent tubes). He was SO MAD that he grounded me from going outside for a long time, can’t remember how long.

I questioned why it was “so wrong” to play with another kid. Dad kept insisting that I didn’t “need” to play with a child “like that” who would never have a normal life.

Ashley ended up having to go back into the hospital shortly after that, and I can’t remember what became of her beyond that because I didn’t see her again. All I remember is being devastated that my dad didn’t want me to be friends with a very visibly disabled toddler.

Her name was Ashley, and I never forgot her. I hope she’s still alive. She’ll be in her 20′s by now if she’s still out there somewhere. I think of her from time to time. I’m probably a very vague memory to her…and I hope I’m a good one. I was the kid who played with her when nobody else wanted to. Probably because other kids had parents like my dad who forbade it.

The question is…why? My dad told me he was afraid something bad would happen to Ashley while I was playing with her. I get that he was worried about being sued or something, but I feel like there was more to it than that.

He was “othering” Ashley as ‘unacceptably disabled’ and wanted me to treat her like that, too. I refused. I got in a lot of trouble for refusing. I don’t regret it. I was her friend and I made her smile.

Ashley, if you’re out there, I never thought you were broken.

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You shouldn’t have done that.

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Anne Marie Hochhalter, 17 in 1999.
Anne Marie was outside eating lunch on the grassy knoll with two friends when the shooting began. At first she thought it was a joke but when she saw students getting shot in the legs, she realized it was for real. She tried to run to the safety of the cafeteria and was shot by Eric Harris once in the back and once in the chest. Paralyzed by a bullet that damaged her spinal cord and diaphragm (it was later found lodged in her liver), she collapsed, unable to move. She told investigators later that while she was playing dead she could hear one of the gunmen shouting orders to the other but couldn’t understand what they were saying. If rescue workers had been as little as two minutes slower in reaching her, she would have died. As such doctors later called her the “miracle girl”. She was later moved to Craig Hospital for spinal cord rehabilitation. She spent four months in the hospital.

Her mother Carla, who’d been diagnosed with depression committed suicide 6 months later, on October 22, 1999. The reports say she went to a pawn shop, bought a gun, loaded it and killed herself on the spot. She was pronounced dead at the hospital. Her father Ted remarried a year later, marrying one of the grief counselors he and Anne met.

Her 16 year old brother Nathan was also a student at Columbine. While the shooting occured, Nathan was trapped in a science room. Anne Marie underwent therapy at Craig Hospital with Patrick Ireland and resumed school Sept. 9 1999, taking one Physics class with him. Her family bought a house with wheelchair ramps and lifts with the help of Colorado Homebuilders Foundation. At age 18, she was attending Columbine part time and helped out in the nurse’s office in addition to taking classes. She wanted to go on to community college once she graduated but had planned to take the summer of 2000 off to “be a teen” since she’d lost that time the previous summer.
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Anne Marie Hochhalter made a facebook status on febuary 11 2016, where she wrote;

Dear Sue Klebold, I was injured at Columbine High School in 1999. As you know, your son Dylan, and his classmate, Eric Harris, killed 13 people and then themselves. You are releasing a book called, “A Mother’s Reckoning”, and are appearing tomorrow on the TV program 20/20 to talk about what happened and what your son did. I have only two instances to form an opinion on you and they are as follows:
1. You and your husband wrote me a letter a few months after I was paralyzed saying how sorry you were. It was genuine and personal. The Harris letter, on the other hand, was four sentences long on a folded up piece of paper, and was cold and robotic. To refresh your memory, your letter read like this:
“Dear Anne Marie,
Our prayers have been with you each day as we read about the terrible ordeal you and your family have experienced. We read that you had been transferred to Craig Hospital, and we were so thankful that you had progressed to the point where you could enter a rehabilitation facility. Though we have never met, our lives are forever linked through this tragedy that has brought unspeakable heartbreak to our families and our community. With deepest humility we apologize for the role our son, Dylan, had in causing the suffering you and your family have endured. Your recovery process will be a long and difficult road, and we hope that the support of people all over the world will help you find strength and courage as you meet the many challenges you have yet to face. When we read reports of your progress, we marvel at your resolve. It is still terribly difficult for us to believe that the son we knew could play a role in causing harm to you and others. The reality that he shared in the responsibility for this senseless tragedy is beyond our comprehension. We offer our love, support, and service as you and your family work to gain control over your lives. May God watch over you during your recovery process and beyond. May each day bring you successes, however small, that bring you hope and encouragement.
Sue and Tom Klebold.
2. I was contacted by ABC to comment for the 20/20 special and they told me that any proceeds from your book (aside from publisher’s costs) will go to helping those with mental illness. Six months after Columbine happened, my mother, Carla, committed suicide. She was already suffering from depression so the shootings didn’t directly cause her to do what she did, but it certainly didn’t help. It means a lot to me that you wouldn’t keep those proceeds for yourself, but to help others that suffer from mental illness.
I think it’s appropriate that the program that you are appearing on is named “20/20”. Hindsight is truly 20/20 and I’m sure you have agonized over what you could have done differently. I know, because I do the same thing with trying to think of ways I could have prevented my mother’s death. I have no ill-will towards you. Just as I wouldn’t want to be judged by the sins of my family members, I hold you in that same regard. It’s been a rough road for me, with many medical issues because of my spinal cord injury and intense nerve pain, but I choose not to be bitter towards you. A good friend once told me, “Bitterness is like swallowing a poison pill and expecting the other person to die.” It only harms yourself. I have forgiven you and only wish you the best.
Anne Marie Hochhalter.

“You’ve been told that you’re broken. That you’re damaged goods … there is also Post-Traumatic Growth. You come back from war stronger and more sure of who you are. “ - General Mad Dog Mattis

Mattis was talking to a group of veterans when he said this. I don’t want to step on anyone’s toes here, what with me being a civilian and talking about this. It resonated with me a lot and I think the message itself is important enough to be taken out of context.

The concept of post-traumatic growth is a very solid one. In our society there’s so much focus on the negative things that happen to people. There’s a lot of focus on being a victim, even a victim of your circumstances, and yet little focus on learning to cope, live, accept the bad shit, and then move on. Yes, there are groups that can help people deal with that sort of thing, but there’s still something of a social stigma around getting help for certain things, even incredibly traumatic ones. 

Now, to be clear, I’m talking about heavy traumatic events that changed your life. I’m going to stick to the context of physical trauma. I can only speak from my experience with my spinal cord injury, and what I went through to come to accept it. With that being said, learning to cope with a physically altered body isn’t easy. You feel like you’re in someone else’s body. Things just don’t work right. you don’t move the way you used it. This feeling varies, I’m sure, from person to person and injury to injury. Often times there’s serious constant pain, or so many pain killers you simply don’t feel like yourself.

That’s just the physical side of things. The mental picture is a whole different ballgame entirely. Everyone copes with things differently. You put two people through the same exact series of events and they will come out with two different outlooks.This is where shifting the focus to Post-Traumatic Growth could be very helpful. You are not damaged, you are just different. I’m not saying yell, “get over it” into people’s faces. You have to grieve. It’s a very necessary process. Sometimes you have to grieve for the person you used to be.

Let’s talk recovery. Recovery isn’t the miracle stories that make the news. Recovery isn’t that girl that was temporarily paralyzed and greeted her therapist two weeks later in that video that was going around a few months back. Recovery is not returning to “normal” There isn’t a normal. You are not the same as you were and that’s okay. You have to accept this, come to terms with it, and learn deal with it in your own way. Obviously humor is one of my coping mechanisms. There are some people, especially in the disabled SCI community that never really accept it. They avoid contact with other disabled people. They don’t want to accept their position, or maybe they’re just scared. Whatever the reason, I can both understand that and tell you it isn’t healthy. I was there. I threw myself into physical therapy with the hope of getting back on my feet again. While it was very good for me, and helped me a lot, it did not get me back on my feet again. It took me a very long time to accept that it just wasn’t going to, and that’s okay. 

There is strength in learning to accept yourself. Tough isn’t biting your lip, sucking it up, and ignoring your issues. Tough is working through it, overcoming it, and becoming a better person because of it. You can still live an amazing full life. No, it’s not going to be the same. Yes, parts of it are going to suck like hell. There are going to bad days. Use them, grow with them. Find something new in your life to enjoy and learn to kick ass at it. You do not have to be a victim of your circumstances.

Just my two cents, take it as you will.

Muggle AU:

Where ex-con (just from being in the wrong place at the wrong time) Draco Malfoy is desperately looking for a job fresh out of prison and answers an ad looking for full-time help for a wheelchair bound patient and Draco jumps at the chance thinking it’ll be some sweet old octogenarian he’d have to care for and atleast he’d have a roof over his head and regular meals but then he goes to the given address, this enormous old house and in there there’s this ruggedly handsome, green eyed man around his own age, an ex-deputy commissioner who retired due to a spinal injury that left him unable to walk and Draco just!!!

But he takes the job because he  recalls him to be the same cop who’d argued in Draco’s favour when he’d been arrested and had ensured he’d gotten into minimum security with a reduced sentence. 

And Harry’s just the most ill-tempered, grumpy, crotchety idiot Draco’s ever seen but somehow Harry can’t bring himself to fire Draco like he’d fired so many others because not only does Draco take really good care of him but for some reason the blond seems to be the only one not scared to stand up to him, and pretty soon they’re like an old married couple bickering every hour of the day, and Draco wheels him to the park every evening and they sit there reading or sometimes just being there together. And Harry’s friends learn to expect Draco to be present wherever Harry is and Draco finally knows what it feels like to be part of an actual family. And when Harry angrily fires his physiotherapist after an unsuccessful session Draco takes it upon himself to help Harry walk again and after months of patience on both their parts there’s actually enough improvement for hope.

So one day they have a particularly nasty fight and Draco actually packs his bags and makes to leave and Harry wheels out of his room in a panic looking for him and Draco’s at the front door almost about to leave when he hears Harry calling out to him and there’s an enormous crash of some sort and Draco turns and watches in horror as the wheelchair bounces down the stairs but when he looks again Harry’s still at the top clutching onto the railing, standing on buckling legs yelling at Draco to get his head out of his arse and come back. And then Draco simply flies up the stairs to him and he can barely see through his tears and then they’re both crying and laughing and kissing and Harry asks Draco to promise never to leave and Draco is only too happy to oblige and then they get married and adopt four kids and twelve dogs omg

anonymous asked:

If a character was to lose either their legs or just the ability to use them, how would they get themselves to the bathroom? Would they have to wear the dreaded diaper? I want to be as accurate as I can in my writing and I apologise for the weird question.

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Content Warnings: Pee, poop, buttholes, manual stimulation of poop, erections (not lasting longer than 4 hours), ALL the bodily fluids, hemorrhoids.

There are a few answers to this, and it depends on a few things: what they’re comfortable with, their level of ability/disability, and more.

First, there are such things as handicapped stalls in most public bathrooms, at least here in the US, where there is (or should be) enough room to get a wheelchair alongside the toilet and hand bars for the character to shift themselves over to the toilet. Modifications can sometimes be made to a home bathroom to allow this. However, it requires muscle and motor control of the upper body, along with significant amount of strength. It may actually be easier to do this with amputations because of the reduced weight that the upper body has to move.

On the other end of the spectrum, I’ll describe my brief experience as a home attendant.

I worked for a disabled man who has a spinal cord injury in the middle of his back. This is different from an amputation because he could not control his bowel movements or his urination. So he needed an surefire method of dealing  with them that didn’t involve soiling himself multiple times a day.

So my job in the mornings was to care for Tom (not his real name): get him up, get him in the bathroom, help him shower. All good.

Then I was tasked with making him poop. We did this by, uhh, “manual stimulation”. Which means it was my job to glove up (ALWAYS DOUBLE-GLOVE), lube up, insert my finger into his rectum, and spin.

This stimulated the bowel wall, and that meant his poop would come out on command (rather than in the middle of his workday). The process could take up to about 45 minutes of me just fingering his butthole and trying not to vomit at the poop.

Fun story: the first day of training I went to, uhh, stimulate his poop, and I noticed blood coming out. I freaked out, so of course, me the asshole, I looked. I looked at his butthole.

So…. hemorrhoids. They’re inflammation of the blood vessels around the anus. And that’s fine. But hemorrhoids, it turns out, have stages. And at Stage IV hemorrhoids, well… the butthole prolapses. His butthole was an outie.

I knew I was destined for healthcare when I finished the shift anyway, outtie-butthole and all.

Anyway. After that delightful task was complete, it was time to get Tom’s catheter on.

Have you heard of a Texas catheter? It’s also called a Condom Catheter. Which means that…. yep. You put it on like a condom. Which, and I guess I should have known this but I’m teh gayz so I didn’t pay too much attention in sex ed in high school, means the penis has to be erect.

So in addition to getting Tom up in the morning, I had to, uhh, get Tom up in the morning. Then apply some glue, then apply the Texas catheter, and hook it up to a urine bag. (Yes, he could get erections; no, he could not feel orgasms; yes, I asked; yes, I’m weird.)

More delightful!

Later on Tom got a Foley catheter, which is a catheter that goes into the penis and up into the bladder. However, they’re ridiculously prone to infection, and after he got sepsis from his (and nearly died), they surgically installed a suprapubic catheter – basically a hole hidden amongst his pubic hairs that goes straight into the bladder, with permanent tubing that comes out and hooks up to a urine bag, which is taped to the leg.

So that was my first job in human healthcare. Every weekend morning. Because WHY.

Poor college student, that’s why.

So that’s how some people pee and poop! It’s worth noting that there are people who simply live the adult-diaper life, too; I hope I’ve given you some options in how to portray the bathroom habits of your disabled characters accurately?

xoxo, Aunt Scripty


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korokage  asked:

First of all, I'd like to say that your blog is a god send. Secondly, in one of my stories I have an antagonist that gets shot in the lumbar region of the spine (twice even), would it be realistic to have him, after some number of years/months later, able to walk with the assistance of a cane? I will admit that the setting the story is in has healing magic, but I imagine that something like getting double tapped in the spine would be too severe for that to help much.

Hey there nonny! If you want a spinal injury where someone could conceivably walk, you’ve hit on (ouch!) the right place! 

Here’s the thing about the lumbar spine: the spinal cord proper ends at L2, which is fairly high up. So injuries below L2 tend to produce numbness and severe weakness in the legs and the feet – but not total paralysis thereof. 

So with some good PT and a little magic, yeah, walking with a cane (after many months of recovery) is a reasonable outcome, though they’ll likely get tired quickly and may get shooting pain down their legs. 

More info here: http://www.spinalcord.com/lumbar-l1-l5-vertebrae-spinal-cord-injury 

Thanks for the ask! 

xoxo, Aunt Scripty


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