I once walked around for two days with a piece of someone else’s bone stuck in my thumb.
You can’t just drop that with no details!
He got in a fight. Probably a piece of tooth got lodged in his hand for a couple days.
Ackshually… Tooth isn’t bone
Right. They’re hairy and secrete milk. So, mammal.
I was working in the crematory, and accidentally cut myself. I was rushing to get some ashes transferred to another urn, because the family was waiting up front. Jabbed myself in the thumb with the wire cutters that we use to get the zip ties off of the bags that hold the ashes inside the urn. Cleaned it up and put a Band-Aid on it. Few days later it still hurt like crazy. I saw when I looked at it that there is a little bit of pus coming out. I squeezed it a little and a little short of bone popped out. Felt a lot better once it fell out!
Dang that is crazy since that is nowhere near what I would have guessed
Now I want corndogs
I’m 99% sure I know my killer is me… eventually as my spine falls apart and suffering massively increases with time. And I’m okay with that so long as it is my choice. When people talk about suicide, I strongly believe in the saying, “no permanent solutions for temporary problems.” But I strongly believe in this saying from both perspectives, aka “permanent solutions are your personal choice that I fully respect as an unalienable human right, if you choose, due to permanent problems.” Anyone trying to steal such an unalienable human right from another is exceptionally ignorant of the magnitude of potential suffering and is criminally sadistic as far as I’m concerned.
Honestly I can’t refute that. Thankfully, euthanisation is legal in some countries (The Netherlands & Switzerland) but many countries need to catch up to it. I’m sorry that you are going through what you are going through, and I hope that you will be able to go on your terms rather than your illness’ terms
I think AI will just cure that…if you have the money.
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Society deserves more capable system thinkers
That’s what I made !complexity@lemmy.world for 😁
Euthanasia for is legal for many terminal conditions that involve extreme suffering in in a few countries now: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legality_of_euthanasia
What does this mean?
Going off context, I’d guess it’s like California’s 5150. If you threaten harm on yourself they give you a pair of really cool socks to calm you down.
Ah, I see. I was finding Canadian results but we have medical assistance in dying (MAID) now.
At least Canada is more honest, in that the government wants their citizens to fucking kill themselves rather than pay to help them first.
I also have chronic pain and it’s really the worst. Sorry you’re saddled with it too. It’s interesting how if you say what you just did to “normal people”, they’ll often react by trying to talk you out of your opinion, but chronic pain sufferers usually just grunt their agreement.
I’m sorry to hear about your pain. I have chronic pain but I’m very young so I’m not close to this point yet. I understand how hard it is just to function day to day. Good luck man
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I recommend you check out Wendigoon’s video on the subject. There was some faulty reporting on what actually went on there. The doctors, nurses and the family were not monsters and Hisachi himself was not begging for death. He tried to hold on to life for the sake of his family. It is a very touching story that fell victim to sensationalism because apparently, going through insane radiation sickness wasn’t sensational enough.
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I was lucky to have survived having gone my first 5 years of life with a heart valve that was back bleeding.
I also cannot tell when I’m having a ear infection unless liquid comes oozing out. I have had some many in my life that they just don’t hurt at all.
I do a band count before I start peeing into the toilet….
“A-one, a-two, a-one-two-three-four!” peeeeeeeeeeeee
I then usually start singing a tv show theme song like Happy Days as I keep the flow going. Disturbed yet?
I time how long mine took. 45 seconds is the max, 30 seconds typical for long overnight. If I only take 10-15 seconds, body was lying about needing to go.
Count down to firing is also a thing sometimes.
Everybody needs a runway
In my head I heard the count in from Billy Joel’s “A Matter of Trust” which made it all the better
I sing the alphabet in French.
I was once bitten by a kissing bug.
Are you sure you weren’t kissed by a biting bug? Bug mouths are usually very small!
I promise you he fucked her one more time.
nice try officer
When I was a kid I had a hypothesis that autistic people simply lacked souls and that that explained their symptoms. (I don’t think this anymore)
For what it’s worth, I got a solid laugh out of this. My partner is autistic, and I’m 100% telling them that it’s because they don’t have a soul.
Hey my lack of soul is because i’m a fuckin redhead, not because i’m ASD
I can honestly say I don’t feel the emotion of guilt. I’m not a psychopath. I have a conscience and have a very strong moral compass.
But I don’t feel guilty. Just fear of getting caught… In fact what I feel most is fear. The only person who I feel happy with is my girlfriend and if she ever breaks up with me it’ll probably break me as a man.
But I don’t feel guilty. Just fear of getting caught…
That sounds an awful lot like you’re cheating on her.
You probably feel that way because you yourself are currently cheating.
I’m not afraid of getting caught for cheating because I’m not cheating. Unless I misread that and you did something else that you’re afraid of getting caught for.
I think I see where the disconnect is. When I say getting caught I mean in general for anything that I might be doing that is otherwise inappropriate.
Not necessarily any one thing.
But I am also not currently cheating on my gf.
Why do you think it is? Is it a lack of empathy? I feel guilty if I hurt someone because of how hurt they are, which is empathy.
A bit over a decade ago, I was motorcycle camping on a solo trip down the US West coast. Being a bit on the cheap side and preferring wilderness, I decided to make use of the Bureau of Land Management camp sites, where possible. They are free, somewhat remote and quiet (no hookups for RVs or any of that), which I really appreciate.
While heading South through Northern California, I stopped at the one near Ukiah, had a quick dinner, and went to sleep in my 2-person tent that I had been using for the trip. For some reason, I had my laptop out - maybe trying to look at some helmet cam footage. And, when I went to sleep, I was lazy and just suspended it, leaving its power LEDs slowly blinking.
I was awoken in the middle of the night by an animal rather forcefully trying to get through the side of my tent. I shouted and banged on the handle of my hatchet (hollow, glass-filled nylon, so it could be used to make rather significant noise). The animal took off, rather loudly through the brush near the camp site. My laptop, with blinking LEDs was right next to the wall of the tent where my “visitor” had been trying to gain entrance. So, I completely shutdown the laptop, ensuring that there was no blinking and failed to get any more meaningful sleep.
The next morning, once it was light out, I warily looked outside my tent to be sure that my “visitor” wasn’t waiting for me. Then, surveyed the site with hatchet in hand and heavy sheath knife on my belt (Morakniv Companion - highly recommended in carbon steel as it’s a great knife and still somehow cheap). All around the picnic table where I had cooked my curried lentil dinner were the large and unmistakable tracks of my large feline “visitor”. Not wanting to stick around in case the mountain lion decided to come by to investigate some more, I quickly broke camp and made my way back to the road, skipping my planned breakfast for diner food.
As one can reasonably expect from this experience, I camped at the same campground on my way back North and return there to camp fairly regularly.
Least you didnt meet one of the anderson valley serial killers. This area is a hotbed of em.
Well maybe not a decade ago but who knows.
Fuck me. Yeah… Just looked a bit of it up. There has been a dude in a beater pickup truck (may be a different guy but seemed to be in the same spot, on the other side of the campground) about every other time I’d been up there but, I figured he was likely either living out of his truck or an outdoors enthusiast.
No matter what I do for self-care, my toenails are very sharp. I have accidentally made deep cuts on my own feet as well as others many times.
Yeah mine are like that. I got a 10 cm gash in my leg while I was sleeping.
I have no how many people I have killed probably alot wars crazy
Bullets or bombs?
The prior mostly
I can see true magenta. And it ain’t pink.
Cliffhanger
How do you know?
This made me learn about tetrachromamcy and now I feel like Tetrachromamcer should be a class in D&D.
Wait a second people genuinely think magenta is pink?
Commonly it’s thought of as between red and purple. I don’t know where pink comes from.
I assume it’s because of “hot pink” which now I type it sounds like a euphanism.
Are you one of those 4-cones people?
Even they see it as a pinkish-purpley-red.
It’s not that.
I’m wondering if there being 99.99% humans would make them all more valuable. And sometimes I just think maybe it would be for the best. But that is a bit insane, so I push it aside. But being treated like living garbage really does give you some ideas
Do you mean 99.99% fewer humans?
I’m 99.99% human, .01% secrets.
yep! Imagine that. You dying would actually be a major loss in that scenario. Though let’s not get any ideas.
I don’t know if it’s scary, but in the absolute core of my existence i just need my life to stop sooner rather than later.
I’ve always been a bit suicidal leaning but when i was stopped i never had the courage to try again.
Every single day my mind tells me “would’ve been better if you did, it’s all a big shitshow anyway” it never misses a day. I keep telling myself to not listen to it but i do agree.
I had a certain circumstance a couple yeara ago where i was close to dieing and it brought me peace…i felt calm and became accepting of what was to come (despite the intense pain). Wife calles an ambulance which they refused to send as we were too calm for it to be believable, so we took a taxi and that’s when they got to see the pain i was in and realized time was running out quick.
Bla bla bla etc etc, i got sent home a while later and the same pain returned…excruciating bone wrenching all encompassing pain and all my mind had to add was: “if this is real, just go to sleep and you won’t have to wake up again”.
And i did, despite this absolute tormenting pain i fell asleep so peacefully and convinced of it all ending…it was such a relief.
But i woke up after…shit.
That’s the darkest corner of my existence.
That’s a wild ride. Hopefully you’re at least pain free now.
I don’t love the idea of continuing on, but I’m not suicidal. Let’s just say, if things were to end suddenly, I’m ok with that. I’ll see you all later (or not, who knows?).
As long as my life isn’t constant torture, I’m ok continuing on, as long as I’m able to help those that I care about. They’re my reason.
