Nah, I ain’t mad.
It helps visibility, and tends to help build awareness of related communities.
Lemmy ain’t gotta be simple, and the fediverse really can’t be. There’s a degree of adaptation to the quirks of federation that takes a while to happen, and that’s one of the quirks. Someone crossposts, you’re going to see repeats. After a while, you get used to that and mentally filter it out. No big deal
Maybe? My family is from the southern Appalachians, but we’ve spread all over.
One ancestor married and had kids with a polish lady, and moved to Pennsylvania. So, that branch tended to marry with other polish descended people more often than not. Their accent is different from people I’ve known from Pennsylvania, which includes some of my wife’s family.
So I tend to believe that the polish american accent does exist. Thing is, I don’t know enough about Chicago’s history to even start to pick away at their accents and how they came about. But I would still say that if there’s been a significant Polish population there, it’s almost certain that there is one
Metallic and slightly of the sea
Well, understand this is subjective.
But, diabetic poop is probably the poop that is worst to clean up, depending on how well controlled their disease is. When it isn’t, the smell is like rotten fruit mixed with sewage. It’s also usually both runny and sticky when that happens, so it’s a bitch to get off of skin, and it gets into every nook and cranny.
You definitely run into infections that are going to have people spraying poo everywhere, and most of the pathogens that do it make the smell rough too. However, it tends to be so watery that it cleans up easy. C diff, for example, you might need a face shield, but it wipes up easy.
Nah, when you’re dealing with carbs as simple as sugars, they’re broken down and absorbed very efficiently. Some of it even gets absorbed in the mouth before you swallow. So the spikes from stuff that is that sugar packed it can bump up blood sugar levels high enough to throw your whole system out of whack.
Basically, it triggers a massive insulin dump into the blood stream, with all that entails.
And, since the body can’t use that much at once, it’s more likely to get converted to fat than smaller bumps.
Fats, compared to sugars, take longer to get broken down and absorbed. That process starts with saliva in the mouth, but doesn’t really get going until later. Iirc, you typically won’t be taking in any of the fats until it hits the small intestine.
Yup :)
I’ve had to clean up oreo poop lol.
A lot of older patients tend to get a “sweet tooth”, and they’ll go nuts on cookies and cakes.
Oreo poops aren’t the worst poops, but they look bad and are super sticky.
Yeah, but it’s also not meant to process a giant package of processed fats, levels of sugar we haven’t had time to adapt to, or the colorant used that is known to irritate the bowel.
Which is why folks that go on a cookie spree like that end up constipated or loose and crampy. Which, yeah there’s some folks that would be able to take a giant hit of junk like that without noticing it, but I’ve had to clean up the mess left by Oreos when patients would go crazy on them for one reason or another (often dementia, sadly).
No, it isn’t going to kill you, or send you to the hospital purely by the digestive side of things, but it can fuck up your day lol.
Also, you’re misrepresenting not only what I said, but what the digestive tract is “built” for. It doesn’t actually benefit from irregularity of diet. It can handle it, but eating a fairly stable, non irritating diet keeps both the gut flora and the associated hormonal products produced in the intestines at a reliable operation. The more you disturb the system, the less stable the system. When it comes to gut flora and serotonin production in the gut, high sugar intake disrupts in a way that can have lingering effects; anything from a day to a week.
Don’t mistake the difference between a varied healthy diet and shoving irritants down the pipes. They aren’t the same thing.
Ehhh, I’d say that, on average and for most purposes, spread out is better.
Less of a hit to your system. No big blood sugar spikes, which reduces the worst aspects if swallowing an entire package to the minimum it gets.
That being said, expect digestive issues to linger. You’ve got a lot of fats, the coloring, and the sugars playing havoc with your guts.
Expect to need a lot of tooth brushing unless you just enjoy having plaque and acid build-up messing with your teeth.
But I’d say that the risks of big spikes in blood sugar are higher than those risks. It could, in the right circumstances, kill you. And the way some of the more recent information regarding the role of sugar in atherosclerosis, and maybe other cardiovascular illness, is looking, every big spike is whittling time off of your heart more than a bunch of little ones will.
Yeah, I enjoy the movie a good bit. It has some minor flaws, but they caught the feelof the Odd verse very well.
And I don’t think any story involving a rooster can be boring. They just don’t allow themselves that luxury lol. If you want, there’s a weekly post on !casualconversation@lemm.ee (I think that’s the right instance, I’ll check here in a second and edit this if my memory is messing with me) about pets; I semi regularly have stories on there, and most of them are our rooster roostering.
I can see your story in my head too. Just chilling, enjoying the company of love, some wine and a friendly vintner, and then cock-a-doodle-doo right in your face. Chickens have zero chill in that regard.
Well, I guess a nice jewish arm would also be nice, but the gentile ones don’t have to have the tip snipped
Sorry, the typo made me giggle
I’m with you! Supervillain origin story: go!
But, you want limits on what a piece of machinery strapped to you can do.
Ever see somebody lifting super huge weights, and the muscle just rips off and rolls up? Or someone carrying something huge and heavy (like my johnson) and take a step just a little wrong and bye-bye knee?
You get a mechanical arm, it’s gotta be hooked to you. If the attachment is something like a strap, it doesn’t matter what the arm can do, the strap is the weak point, and will eventually fail.
If the arm is grafted onto bone and muscle, guess what the weak point is. The arm can maybe lift a ton, but what actually happens is that either the ton just sits there while your arm pulls you to it; or, your arm pulls itself off of you in a spray of blood and gristle
Honestly, the first one of what would really happen if you were trying to pick something up. You don’t have the mass and stability to move something that heavy, you’ll get pulled to it.
But, let’s say you’re strapped to a crane by unbreakable chains. Then, pop-pop goes the shoulder right out of socket, tearing the flesh around it until the arm stops pulling.
Most likely, whatever would be translating your wishes to the arm would stop sending a signal after whatever connection broke, but if it was not done right, it would get ugly fast.
Exactly! My butthole puckered when I stripped it down.
So, I gotta ask, are you redantman in disguise? Because he had a habit of asking questions that looked silly and simple on the surface, but weren’t.
So, the first big barrier is that we don’t have the tech to make an arm that can exceed human levels of strength without damaging something. It also hasn’t developed to where the really strong options can fit into an arm sized package yet. Hydraulics can do crazy stuff, but you can’t pack it into an arm and get super strength.
The second barrier to having a limb that’s super strong is that it’ll rip itself off, or you’ll be limited to the strength of the rest of your body.
So, if you aren’t familiar, go look up “hang clean” on your favorite video site.
It’s a power lifting move, and it was my specialty, though I dabbled in the clean and clean and jerk some. Weightlifting terminology is weird lol
Point being, your max lift on a clean is not limited by your arms as much as you might think, even though you’d think that your grip strength is a hard limit. If you had a powerarm™ and did a clean, you’d still be limited my what your legs can do, right? That’s where you really explode from. Yeah, if your arms and hands are too weak, you can’t finish the lift, but having jacked arms ain’t gonna get the bar up
But it doesn’t stop there, where it’s obvious that the lower body is the limit.
Curls. Even single arm curls, you’re still using the rest of your body. The shoulder is engaged, the trap, pec and even lat on that side engage you stabilize and contribute to the lift.
And, that continues in a chain all the way down to wherever body is in contact with the ground. Weight machines can shorten the path, but only by putting you in contact with the ground via the machine.
You get CYBERPUMP ™ installed, and you’re still limited by whatever the bones and muscles it’s connected to can support. If you get too far over that, you could just end up with the
So you don’t want a super powered arm. You want a prosthetic that matches your overall strength levels. If you want enhanced strength, it would need to be all over, via an exo-suit, or something similar.
Now, the reason that your bro can’t get top end prosthetics that at least match as close as possible to a “natural” arm is that we live in a capitalist dystopia where we prioritize the profits of the few over actual benefit to the many. Not that an amputee would automatically get bleeding edge tech in an non capitalist world either, they’d end up on a waiting list until the very resource intensive high tech stuff was available, but still
It really is.
I’d legit cuddle that pig too though
Being real, even “light” PTSD is no joke. Compared to some combat PTSD survivors I’ve known, my version is a cake walk. Like, support group meetings can get real because folks can trigger each other, and the vets, they can sometimes totally dissociate from the world around them because the trauma is just that deeply ingrained and suffused into their system. But that doesn’t mean your trimmed traumas amd symptoms aren’t absolute hell too. A different area of hell, yeah, but still
Me, it took years of group therapy, 1 on 1 therapy, and support groups to get to the point where I was stable enough to return to life on a realistic level. Time helps for sure, but I’d not be here without the external support to get that time.
That’s one of my favorite series of books.
And, yes, your comment made me laugh :)
I feel you :)
Oh, she’s a little cutie pie. Pad trained (mostly) and she loves cuddles when she’s sleepy.
She’ll hop up on the bed, where her pad is laid out, then preen a little. Then she comes over to me and nestles in to my side, wiggling her little butt, then she’ll take a nap. That’s if I’m already asleep. My wife has watched it happen a goodly number of times lol
Sometimes, she’ll see and hear me yawning and start trilling and do the same little routine, but she’ll also peck lightly at my arm or whatever to get me into position. When she was younger, she’d want my arm over her; not touching, but over.
When I’m not showing signs of being sleepy, she will.
She paces back and forth a little, fluffing up and trilling until I pay her attention. Then she’ll waggle her tail and bok at me until I settle into position so that she can either lay up against my side, or against my arm. Then she’ll purr a bit. If I don’t lay my head down, she’ll peck at my arm until I do. But once my head’s down, she settles in and drops off. Since my old ass can usually nap at any time, I tend to drowse a little even when I’m not tired, just because it’s easier than doing stuff that might wake her up.
This damn bird lol. Between her and the rooster, who is not allowed on the bed when he’s inside the house, there’s always something going on.
Lmao! I’m writing this, and she’s in the living room with my kid. I hear a loud pweep! that is a chicken sneeze, followed by my kid going “awwwwwuuughh! She sneezed in my mouth!” Well, if you didn’t keep trying to kiss her, your face wouldn’t get hit.
I can’t say I’d recommend chickens as pets across the board; they’re messy and more expensive than you’d think, and they take a good bit of work. But mine are worth it. If you’d told me at this time in 2023 that by this time in 2025, I’d allow a chicken in my house at all, I’d have told you you were crazy. But a few months later, the hen that was actually a rooster had come along, and then the actual hen, and here we are, creeping up on two years of chickening, and happy with it.
Be glad you can’t, and that you don’t have the super power of moving in your sleep to a large degree.
I can punch full speed in my dreams, and then hit things in the waking world. Luckily, I’ve also got some kind of “radar” that excludes people that sleep with me on a regular basis, and animals that do the same. I’ve never punched a dog or cat, nor my chicken when we fall asleep together for a nap.
Never punched a partner unless they tried to grab me when that’s going on.
It’s not a fun thing. I also don’t talk about it much outside of support groups because some ninny usually has to offer advice like I never thought to look into ways of fixing it. Don’t be that ninny, if you’re thinking of it.
I have broken some shit over the years, including wall paneling, a headboard, multiple lamps, a window, plus stuff that falls off of headboards and shelves close enough to get shaken by the impact.
Ain’t PTSD fun?
Dude, you melted part of my screen, gotta hold back burns that hot
If the lack of sensation was from lack of blood flow, it would mean tissues were dead, and you’d essentially be fucked. You would already be seeing other symptoms, and they aren’t pleasant. The amount of sensation loss from restricted blood flow returns quickly, or not at all.
What you’re dealing with is most likely from nerve compression. Two days is enough to see a doctor and verify that there’s nothing major going on, but typically you’re looking at a gradual return of sensation over days to weeks. Thing is, if it isn’t returning as it should, delaying treatment is a pretty bad idea. There’s limits to treatment to begin with, but sooner is better than later, you dig?
It’s a thing. In bed bound patients, it’s common enough that I’ve seen it dozens of times. They get a leg stuck through bed rails, and a nerve gets compressed, and then they’re all pins and needles, or without sensation for a while. In facilities, it’s on the staff when they’re in that position long, but in home health, you’ll show up and the patient may not have had anyone with them overnight, and that’s when our can take time to resolve.
But when it’s blood that’s restricted, it isn’t just sensation that’s an issue. You get discoloration as well. If that color doesn’t start returning to normal relatively quickly as soon as the pressure is gone, you’ve got trouble. People can and do lose limbs that way. It can actually kill you if left in place; dying body parts are not good for the rest of you. But
You didn’t mention anything about the skin being blue, or worse colors, so it’s unlikely that blood restriction is what caused the issue.