Species: Dog
Age: 1 year and 8 months
Sex/Neuter status: Neutered Male
Breed: Bernese Mtn Dog/Great Pyrenees Mix
Body weight: 120 lbs
History: recently diagnosed with IBS, on a hydrolized protein only diet. Was taking antibiotics this week for a respiratory infection (still has a cough but last day of the anitbiotic was yesterday; the antibiotic started with an A...had five days of it). Also had an ear infection, last day of drops (7 days total) was yesterday.
Clinical signs: Nonstop licking the air frantically. Begs to go outside and then only wants to eat grass. Paces if we don't take him outside. This licking goes on for HOURS and there seems to be nothing we can do to soothe him. We just have to wait for him to go to sleep and he's fine again in the morning. His stomach is tacked so it can't be bloat (at least that's my understanding of how stomach tacking works?). It has happened three nights in a row and then one other time two nights before that. Went to the vet about this yesterday actually and her guess was that the antibiotic was making him nauseous. She gave him an anti-nausea shot but the behavior still happened last night. He hasn't vomited any of these last three nights.
Duration: Hours for multiple nights in a row
Your general location: Atlanta, GA
Links to test results, vet reports, X-rays etc. I have a video I can share of the behaviors he's exhibiting, but not sure how to go about doing that? Sorry!
This is a phenomena specific to several countries and cities around the world who have progressed to shutdowns of various degrees. However, one thing is common - the folks who put up the masks and hand sanitizers in the shelves every day, the folks who stand on aching legs soldiering through the work hours and scanning groceries for thousands of strangers who may or may not have the virus - they still report for work every single day.
I'm not from Italy or Spain or New York City. However, I was browsing in r/Coronavirus and I saw this really heartbreaking story of terrified cashiers who have no other choice but to keep working because it's the only way they can make a living. Every day they are hounded by people with countless questions that they have no answers for, they come into contact with thousands in an era where contact is the most feared thing next to the virus itself. Yet it is a thankless job - how many of us are really taking the time to be nice to the cashiers?
So today when you go out for your supermarket run, no matter which part of the world you live in, say something nice to your local staff. Give them a (virtual) fist bump and some encouraging words. Ask them to take care of themselves and stay safe. And here, we can take a moment to appreciate our beloved unsung heroes of our time.
With love,
u/ShiningAway
So, I was sick for more than 7 weeks. I haven't ate normally or cooked normally in this time and while others have cleaned up quite a bit the dishes haven't been completely or consistently clean.
10 days ago I changed that, I got out my notebook and pens and made menus and grocery lists for the last two weeks. I've cooked a meal every night and taken care of the kitchen.
I feel better and I am so happy to be doing something more than laying in bed or on the couch and I am happy to eat more than soup or eggs and toast.
These people moved in next door to me about 6 months after I moved in. There are two other families with babies on the floor who are never an issue. This family will go to the park early in the morning, and let the kid run around the hallway going "do you want to try to push the elevator button hunny? You can do it, you can reach it!" Almost daily.
The kid screams. Borderline nonstop. The parents do not move him from their living room (or the public hallway) into his bedroom. I tried asking them to be mindful of the rest of the floor and they told me to effectively fuck off.
I tried contacting my landlord about further soundproofing my unit, or letting me break my lease and move out. They have been ignoring me for months.
It's gotten so bad that I have to rent a hotel room before big meetings at work so that I can actually sleep. There's so little being done about this little monster that I have devolved to playing death metal (which I don't even like) at maximum volume directed at their door every single time this happens.
Please someone tell me that there's a better solution.
This is so shocking to me. Its out of character... i do get very angry at times to the point that i think i have anger issues but i wasn't like that at all this time. I was paranoid and panicking for reasons only known to me at the time... now what do i do? Ps. Also found out husband had been cheating on me while i was gone for 3 days.... life seems to be getting only better from that point....
I don't have much time so I'll try and write this down as quickly as I can.
My name is Rebecca. Or, at least that's what my name used to be. According to the ID in my wallet my name is Robert Wilhelm and I apparently live in some depressing hellscape called Globe, Arizona.
I'm going to die tonight.
You shouldn't worry too much about me though. Because this isn't the first time I've died. And it probably won't be the last.
At least, I hope it isn't.
I honestly couldn't tell you how many nights this has happened. After so many nights of being chased, brutalized, tortured, and eventually killed it's hard to keep track of just how many times it's happened. But I'll tell you what I can remember in the time that I have left.
As I said before my name was Rebecca. The details of who I was aren't important to know except for a couple of details. I'm originally from Rochester, NY and I was seventeen when I was murdered. And don't believe what the goddamn papers say about me being a 'runaway' from a broken home. My father may have been a drunken asshole but he never laid a finger on me.
The man in the bowler hat, however...
What is with that stupid fucking bowler hat? I'd laugh at how ridiculous it looked on such a large head if I hadn't felt the teeth inside that too wide mouth rip open my stomach on more than one occasion.
But you know nothing about that. Because Rebecca wasn't murdered by a man in a bowler after going to the nearest convenience store to pick up some cigarettes with her fake ID. Rebecca wasn't dragged into the darkness between two buildings for a solid five minutes with no one hearing her screams before she finally fell into painless darkness.
Nope, none of that happened to her.
Rebecca 'ran away'.
I don't exactly how long I was in that darkness. One second it was dark and the man in the bowler hat was laughing quietly as I choked on the blood leaking from the cut in my neck, and the next I was waking up in Omaha, Nebraska in an unfamiliar bed next to an unfamiliar man.
After I stopped screaming and got past the man, whose name was apparently Aaron, trying to calm me down I learned that I was no longer myself. I feel bad for Aaron in hindsight, he was a pretty nice guy who was more than understanding considering the circumstances that I thrust upon him.
He called Irene, which was my name now, out of work and continued to try and calm me down. He made jasmine tea and listened to the insane ramblings of his 'wife' with a patience that
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21 year old Leon Moncer, resident of Bellaire, Ohio, was a husband to his wife Irene Zimmerman, and father to his three year old daughter, Julie. Leon was a troubled young man who struggled with an addiction to alcohol and a short, sometimes violent temper. Leon physically abused Irene and other partners on few occasions. Leon’s marriage with Irene was failing, and they were in the process of getting a divorce. Though Leon was dating another woman at the time, he and Irene still resided together.
In February of 1982, Leon became increasingly paranoid. Leon became particularly overprotective of Julie. Leon would not let Julie out of the house without him, and also forbid anyone from taking photos of her. This behavior was uncharacteristic of Leon, and appeared to be sudden. According to Irene, sometime in February, Leon received a letter in the mailbox from an anonymous source who used alphabetical letters that have been cut and pasted from magazines to convey their message. The letter read, “Leave it alone, or you’re dead.”
Despite the threat, and his paranoia, Leon was unconcerned, and disposed of the letter. While Leon had a short temper with his partners, Irene, and Leon’s family members, claim that Leon “loved people” and got on well with others, and that they couldn’t think of a particular individual who would want to cause harm. On February 18, days after Leon received the letter, he left home and told Irene that he would be back. Leon did not tell Irene where he was going, or whether or not he had plans to meet someone. The next morning, Irene received a phone call and was notified that Leon did not arrive to work at one of his three jobs.
Two days after his disappearance, Leon’s vehicle, a gray Dodge Aspen, was found in a ditch near Powerline Park in Belmont County. The driver’s door was ajar, the keys were in the ignition, and the dome light was on. Inside the car was his coat, loose change, a lighter, and a packet of cigarettes, which his family claims he never left without. The interior of the vehicle was covered in mud, and there were indications of a struggle. To the family’s surprise, investigators did not examine the car, and instead allowed them to take it home. As of today, the whereabouts of the vehicle are unknown.
After Leon’s disappearance, Irene claimed that for a duration of six months, she and Julie were being followed by a man in a pickup truck. For a duration of two years, a man in a dark, hooded sweatshirt would “watch
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I work full time for my sister as a Special Needs Caretaker, both of her kids have severe autism and are the messiest most stressful children I’ve ever encountered. She booked a cruise a while ago (she invited me but I’m broke and going to be taking a full class load). Since I didn’t want to go, she invited the other Caretaker that works to help her kids, and I assume the caretaker is paying for her own portion of the ticket. The cruise is this November.
This November I will be neck deep in my last load of classes(online), each of which are necessary to graduate this year and infuriatingly expensive. I will also be moving into a new home with my boyfriend right around that time. It’s the first time I’ve ever moved out officially (still living with family), so I assume I’ll be quite stressed with the change and finding a new daily normal.
If she has her way I’ll be staying with the kids 5 nights in a row and driving them to and from ABA therapy which is about 65 miles round trip each day. My only time off will be the 8 hours the kids are in therapy so if I want to see my SO it’ll be close to an hour drive or more to go home and see him and our pets, + he’ll be at work the hours I’ll actually be free to see him.
When she brought up this cruise at the beginning of the year I told her all of this. I told her that I’d be stressed with school and in the middle of moving. I honestly don’t want to change my work schedule for her and my coworker to take off on a tropical cruise together leaving me to deal with the kids. I could maybe do one or two nights but she needs to find another caretaker anyways. AITA for standing my ground and telling her I’m not willing to do 5 nights in a row? If she doesn’t find someone else to help it either ruins my coworkers trip or my sisters, or I’ll probably sacrifice my mental health due to guilt and cave in to her request.
Just a little add on, I do have caretaker burnout, I’m so ready to leave and find a better job that’s easier on my mental health, but I can’t risk finding another job right now until I can finish the 1k a month tuition bills, my savings are just too low. I’ll be gone and full on job hunting the day I graduate from college. (Which she knows)
Edit: I am paid for being a caretaker through the state, I make 11.65$ an hour but cannot clock over 40 hours. Essentially it would be me being paid for watching them during the day but n
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