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Always. A poem from my poetry book LOVE AND SPACE DUST VOLUME II - available WORLDWIDE on Amazon!!
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just another father-son talks... o.g sound
"You should tell her. Preferably before you get old."
Okay so someone i follow lost all of her custom brushes so i made a masterpost for anybody who needed it
First i have some links:
link 1
link 2
link 3
link 4
link 5
And now full pictures i found in google a looong time ago:
And last a blog with a bunch of these:
http://ptsbrushes.tumblr.com/ (though it doesn’t update much)
erhmm…yep that’s about it
enjoy!
izuku has a thing for broke brunettes pass it on!
I love this so much, I’m gonna start saying “nuts” we need to bring it back
Notes
- wounds on the mouth means they've said something wrong
- wounds on the ears mean they've heard something wrong
- wounds on, in, or around the eyes means they've seen something wrong.
-Wounds on their hands can mean many things, from thieves all the way to murderers.
- open wounds and constant bleeding mean the pain is fresh or still hurting them
- bruses mean they have been physically abused in that spot
- wounds on their head and above their heart mean mental and emotional pain.
- cuts on wrists mean attempted suicide or thoughts of suicide
- The more severe the wounds the more painful the memory.
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These were facts I figured out the hard way. I guess I thought I could use my gift to heal everyone. I made it my life goal to help the people with their wounds.
Often I would see wounds heal and stop bleeding. A few times I've seen scars fade. Even seeing a little cut fade away made me smile because I can say I've tried and helped.
I guess I had to learn the hard way that I couldnt help everyone.
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I had a routine before I went to work. In my undergarment I'd look in the mirror and focus.
My lips have been torn off and the remaining skin stitched shut. My ears were mangled, they look like they've got into a shreader. There were cuts over and around my eyes.
Those were the minor wounds. My neck had a bruise circling the front, a dark purple handprint. Other bruises littered my entire body. There were two hand print bruises on each side of my hips. My hands were mangled and broken beyond repair. Multiple deep cuts on my wrists.
But the worst wounds were my heart and head. Where my heart should be was a gaping hole, the shape of the rim made it look like someone had stuck their hand in my chest and pulled out my heart. On my forehead was a gun shot wound.
Each and every wound, even after all these years, still dripped blood.
I counted each and every single wound and recalled how I got them. Mental, physical, and emotional abuse. Forced actions. Rape. Death threats. Degradation from family, friends and strangets. Trauma. Self inflicted wounds. Multiple suicide attempts.
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I take a deep breath and release. I put on my clothes and go to work.
I unlock a door that had the plack "Dr.-- Psychiatrist" mounted on the wall next to it. I flip the "Doctor is in" sign. I sit in my chair, look through files and checking my schedule.
I've dedicated my life to make sure no one else gets the same wounds I do. No one should suffer this way and if I can help then I will.
I know my patients can make it. After all, my 14 year old self has made it this far.
You’re born with the ability to see a person’s internal pain as if it were a physical injury. Most people have at least a few scratches, while some people look like they’ve fallen off of cliffs. One day, you see someone in the worst state you’ve ever seen anyone before.
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