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These two together are always amazing!

Please take all of choso’s suffering and give it to mei mei

The Lancet

Earl Grey tea intoxication

A 44-year-old man presented in May, 2001, with muscle cramps. He had no medical history of note, but volunteered the fact that he had been d

Re: blorbo from my research, here is my favorite ever case study. I'm obsessed with it.

Summary:

- Guy presents to neurology with muscle issues, very clearly has something going on but diagnostic tests are inconclusive

- History is mostly unremarkable. Key word, mostly. He drinks four liters of plain Earl Grey tea per day. For context this is nearly twice the recommended daily fluid intake. All fluids, to be clear, not just tea. He only drinks tea tho

- Bergamot is known to be phototoxic in high doses (reacts badly on your skin with sunlight)

- APPARENTLY nobody previously has consumed enough of it for it to be widely known that it is also, apparently, mildly toxic to ingest in high doses

- Guy starts drinking plain black tea again. Only 2 liters this time (he didn't have a medical reason to drink that much tea, he just liked it) and so now he's fully recovered

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Thinking about how a series of unfortunate events could be read as mostly paralleling to an abusive home life. Fuck.

Wanting so badly for someone to help, and almost getting that but no one can fully fix the true problem. Being failed by authority figures. Not being Believed. Being openly ignored. Being only understood by other people who are powerless in their own situations. Encountering people in the exact same spot as you are and having a bond because of that but being separated and forced to just hope that they're ok. Something always messing up no matter how far you get. None of it being your fault. Just your situation. Accidentally hurting others along the way. Seeing people who never had to even think about what you do, and will never understand. Grieving the only people who gave you a sense of comfort because you had to leave and they'll never even know how much their kindness truly meant.