Pinkuh (truetattoo)

This image shows an extracted adult tooth inside a sterile bag with a clear front. The roots of the tooth are intact and are still bloody. It shows clear demarcation of tooth decay and a very large cavity. There are crumbs of debris and one small shard of tooth beside the roots and several small scenes of blood. Though it is not excessive it is still very alarming looking.

Picture of the tooth I had extracted today. Ow. Glad it's gone!

Tooth blowing up. Joy. Emergency trip to dentist tomorrow. Fml.

Wow, Bewhiskered bowing to puritan pressure. *sips tea* isn't that something.

See i was just coming here to say that. Blood pooling is a thing expecially with an injury. His makeup artist is a ninny.

Oh god and starscream and the jettwins! Heeeeeeeee

Transformers animated? My god.... this brings me back! My OTP from this show is Prowl and lockdown. Holy fucking shit the chemistry they have???? Unnnghhhhhhh so good.

No. They knew that. I knew that too. But they represented a whole of something that has been a blockage for months now. The end result? They heard my pain, they understand the situation and stress in full. And movement is being made. In the right direction. Now I feel like I need a nap.

I got to yell at someone today. Like scream at them. It felt amazing. Why? I warned them it was going to happen. They gave me full permission to do it. I got to let go, get it all out. And for the first time in a very long time I was heard. Was I angry at the person I yelled at specifically?

Todays heart rate is 52. I feel so tired and exhausted. My apointment didn't show up. My head hurts. Chiari Malformations are fantastic.

Coming to terms with the fact that I am actually disabled, that I actually do have a chronic and debilitating illness I have been trying to fight through and mask the whole of my adult life is very difficult. Like... am I allowed to... rest? I feel like I can't still.

concepting out book characters, this one is Leif Davidson. The main protag of my Book series pendulum. 23 year old ex-Olympian runner turned mail carrier Omega who winds up in the middle of a supernatural war.

Stupid pain that should not exist: parting your hair a little differently than normal. Where my current part is feels like I have slammed my head against a wall... repeatedly.

Brain is exploding again. I have my parents who care, and like 3 friends who legit care. And that seems to be it. Not even my partner can be asked to even really look up what I have been going through since June. One day I want actual love.

My new General practice doctor looked at me like I was crazy yesterday when I told her I had thallisemia. This morning I got a call from her announcing that I indeed did have thallisemia... as if this was supposed to be news to me somehow >_>

New chapter of Witcher: Sin Eater is up!! archiveofourown.org/works/544817...

Todays tattoo project now booking!!!

Exhausted. An hour goes by, one blessid hour where he is playing a game and I am catching up on phone stuff and he turns to me and asks me about my laundry.

I get up, toss soap back into the fucking washer, start it, and I just fucking can't.

I just have to hold on till monday.

Groceries, and went to the pharmacy to finally get my meds. Get home, take meds, too tired to cook. Go out for dinner so I don't have to deal with that because I cook at least 3 nights a week. Get back home and try to sit to spend some cohabitation time with my partner. Still sore, still...

I'll die" and I collapse.

Today it was laundry I have forgotten in the washer and drier. I have worked. Tattooed from 8:30am till 2pm, cleaned, picked my daughter up from school, went to target to get essentials, already sore cause I am 2 days without pain management. Went to the grocery to get

The family needs to eat lunch at 11. If I fall asleep on the couch durring the day? I am immediately told "you need to go to bed earlier" like a nap is somehow a great offense. Like be being up late is a choice when I am in pain and waiting to the point where my brain is to the point of "whelp guess

This raises my blood pressure. I cannot have sex because the risk of stroke durring sex is astronomical because... you guessed it, your blood pressure increases durring sex. I have one day every other week where I can "sleep in" I usually get six hours tops. Because I have to be up at 10 cause

Blood pressure.

I am in constant pain. Being in pain raises my blood pressure. I have to take meds to control my migraines and siezures. These meds drop my blood sugar. Which raise my blood pressure. I have chronic insomnia, because of the pain, because of siezures, I am afraid to go to sleep...

I am not allowed to rest. I am not allowed to have a moment of doing nothing without having to worry about someone else's BS. I have shit health, my body is a ticking time bomb. I am trying to keep things level, so I don't have a stroke before I see the doctor and get on meds to control my

Worst white mage evar

Nothing is more upsetting than walking into the shop and expecting to tattoo, only to find out that the owner of said shop completely forgets that you come in when the shop is normally closed and fucked up the wifi. So I lost out on a full day of tattooing.

Eeee!!! I am gonna start (and possibly finish) this tonight!!! Can't wait!!!!

I used to think that too... till I learned that locking your wrist and not bending it and using your pinky as a shock absorber is how to keep lines smooth. Didn't learn this till i started to tattoo O_O

Well I suppose that's one way to coverup prezpedo's shenanigans. Nothing like ye olde political martyr to get ones own sins out of the limelight.

Forgot that one of my meds makes me unable to sweat right. So sitting here in a parkinglot with my AC at full blast with a waterbottle on my neck till I no longer feel sick XD

It would be a real shame if someone stole trumps hat today durring the press conference.