27. Astrophysicist, writer, artist. Michigan. Business inquiries: kaijunobiz@gmail.com
taylorkinz asked:
My family is super stubborn about illness lol when my mom had RSV we practically had to drag her kicking and screaming to the hospital
Anonymous asked:
I think quarantine has driven the Mcelroy brothers insane, I don't think they even know what's happening on their podcast anymore
it didn’t start with quarantine im p sure
There’s like. A ton of personifications. Including but not limited to the above:
Quarantine Man
The Taiwan CDC with a Disinfectant Gun
Hepatitis but a Boy Band
Syphilis with Gender (女) and other Bio Information
Varicella (chicken pox) and Herpes Zoster (shingles) as Children
The Plague, but Hot Lady (also with bio information)
Fuckboy Influenza
Measles, but Hot Guy
Lyme Disease with a Mech????
And, of course, COVID-19 in all their gender neutral glory.
There’s more but I hit the image limit. I’ve got a couple articles about them, too:
Let’s make this post even longer because I have even more images saved. Next up, we got:
Tsutsumagushi Disease
Chikungunya Fever!
MERS
Pertussis (whooping cough) with a horrifying (almost body horror) headpiece and flute
Dengue Fever, the image of which literally made me stop breathing for a moment when I first saw it
Japanese Encephalitis (as... idols, maybe?)
And Zika Virus (so pretty! and for what???)
And some higher res images of the ones from the video (Legionnaires’ Disease, Viral Gastroenteritis, and Rubella). Unfortunately, I could not fit Rabies because of the image limit.
you can identify the rank and class of a plague doctor based on their uniform
Owl- specialise in mass-curse control and magical diseases
Crow- traditional doctors, are trained to treat large amounts of patients at once
Eagle- royal physicians, good at long-term treatment
Vulture- quarantine enforcers
I'm adding this to my list of things that give me a weird amount of feelings. Also on that list are people singing from their balconies at the start of quarantine and people singing as Notre Dame burned.
Quarantine gothic, or the utterly disconcerting image of a closed Waffle House
fuck.
The difference 4 years can make
In 2016 we found a wee kitten hiding under our lawn mower in our grage. His mother had abandoned him and he was about 3 weeks old.
We took him to the vet, and even the vet wasn’t sure if he would make it or not because he was so little. I bottle fed him daily. I stayed with him while he was in quarantine from our other two cats as he had an eye infection and ear mites. I named him Ali, after Muhammad Ali, as he had died the same day I found the wee baby and I knew that he was a little fighter.
The vets thought he was a girl at first because he was just too tiny to be gendered and once it was obvious he was a little boy his name got shortened to Al, or Alfred when he’s in trouble
He plays fetch and can do tricks like a dog would, he’s very dumb and bites his own tail all the time, and he’s the most cuddly little bastard I’ve ever known. He’s a strange little boy and I love him very much. He has a massive personality and it’s clear that he’s one of those ‘once in a lifetime’ pets
I’ve been in the hospital since Monday morning. I have kidney failure and necrotic pancreatitis. I’ve been in ICU for the entire time, suffering fevers, having to be put on a ventilator, and having to be tube fed. The hospital is under quarantine because of Coronavirus so I haven’t been able to see either of my parents. It looks like I’m going to have to spend my 23rd birthday alone in a hospital bed. I’m too weak to walk and I’ve only improved slightly
