The Graveyard Shift – Chapter 32

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Dean’s favourite coffee shop, The Graveyard Shift, is only open after the sun goes down. Which is perfect for him, because that’s exactly when he craves coffee the most while doing the overnight at the fire hall. The coffee shop’s owner is pretty perfect too, but it’s kind of a bummer that Dean never gets to see Cas during the day. In a world where the supernatural live more or less in peace with the rest of humanity, it’s a little impolite to ask Cas just what he really is – or what his dark past entails.

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The Graveyard Shift – Chapter 32

A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one

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I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard. 

 FEMALE HEART ATTACKS 

 I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have… you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one woman’s experience with a heart attack: 

 "I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, ‘A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up.
A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you’ve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you’ve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn’t have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation–the only trouble was that I hadn’t taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m. 

After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR).
This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. ‘AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening – we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven’t we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I’m having a heart attack!
I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn’t be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else… but, on the other hand, if I don’t, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment. 

I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics… I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn’t feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in.
I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don’t remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like ‘Have you taken any medications?’) but I couldn’t make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery. 

I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents.
Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand. 

1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual men’s symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn’t know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they’ll feel better in the morning when they wake up… which doesn’t happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you’ve not felt before. It is better to have a ‘false alarm’ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be!

2. Note that I said ‘Call the Paramedics.’ And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE!
Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER – you are a hazard to others on the road.
Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what’s happening with you instead of the road.
Do NOT call your doctor – he doesn’t know where you live and if it’s at night you won’t reach him anyway, and if it’s daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn’t carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later.

3. Don’t assume it couldn’t be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it’s unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let’s be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.“

Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life!

I wish I knew who the author was. I’m definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with “my cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe you’ll save one!” And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.

snopes.com says this one’s true.

Save a life–Reblog.

Female heart attacks are much different, and most people don’t know it!

This is so much more helpful than the fucking lists that basically describe everything that happens during a really nasty panic attack and then tell you to go seek help as if you don’t have an anxiety disorder that does this to you on a regular basis and can afford to go to the emergency room.

smolstiel:

Dean is allowed to do things that are questionable and still be a hero. He is allowed to make mistakes, every action he takes does not have to be 100% justifiable. In fact, I would argue that he is a much stronger character for it. 

Sam is allowed to do things that are questionable and still be a hero. He is allowed to make mistakes, every action he takes does not have to be 100% justifiable. In fact, I would argue that he is a much stronger character for it. 

Cas is allowed to do things that are questionable and still be a hero. He is allowed to make mistakes, every action he takes does not have to be 100% justifiable. In fact, I would argue that he is a much stronger character for it. 

Characters are allowed to make horrible mistakes. You’re allowed to like them without trying to justify their behavior. 

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For Lack of a Better Word

Part 19/24:
Occhiolism

noun
1. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective

Castiel traces idle fingers down the side of his water
glass, drawing up the beads of condensation. The sun is warm on his face –
almost hot – but the cool May breeze cuts through it. It’s a perfect day,
really; the street is filled with people.

“Can I get you some more coffee?”

Startled, Castiel glances up at the waitress standing next
to his table, coffee pot in hand. She’s very young, maybe still in high school.
“Yes, thank you,” he says, and she picks up his empty cup to refill it.

“Anything else you need?” she asks, setting it back on the patio
table.

Castiel considers her a moment. “How old are you?”

She looks surprised at first, then a little unnerved,
throwing a glance back towards the door to the café.

“I’m sorry,” Castiel says quickly. “I don’t mean to be…
I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. You just seem very young to have a job.”

A bit of the tension eases from her shoulders, but she still
looks wary. “Yeah, maybe. But those jiu jitsu classes don’t pay for themselves,”
she says pointedly.

Castiel smiles and nods. Her tone was light, but the warning
is clear. “Of course. And I don’t need anything else just now, thank you.”

She nods and moves away to wait on another table, and Castiel
turns his attention back to the street.

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why-this-kolaveri-machi:

i haven’t watched 13.17 yet (actually i haven’t watched any of the last ten eps yet woops) but i came across a gifset about sam insisting on watching his cholesterol and

it’s kind of charming and also sad because in terms of ‘causes of high risk of mortality in sam winchester’s life’ a possible future slide into hyperlipidemia, hypertension and coronary disease in a decade or more is pretty low on the list

and yet it also makes total sense to me that he would worry about it because it is the one item on the list he has quite a bit of control over. he can’t prevent his long, steady slide into premature cognitive decline thanks to numerous head injuries; he can’t prevent the everpresent danger of one false move leading to a gruesome death as he hunts (i mean, he tried to, but apparently sam is a Traitor if he attempts at anything approaching self-preservation, so); he can’t help that his mind, body and soul are literally hanging together via angelic thread; he can’t help the ptsd or the hallucinations or the insomnia or his walking depression. but food? that’s one thing he can decide for himself. 

it reminds me of the time in early s7 when sam was in the middle of a florid psychotic break and he got into a fitness kick, trying to squeeze in a run/workout when he could. like he said in 7.02, he’s just “trying to hold onto the safety bar and ride it out.”

Unfinished Business

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DIRECTED BY AND GUEST STARRING RICHARD SPEIGHT, JR – Gabriel (guest star Richard Speight, Jr.) is back and drags Sam (Jared Padalecki) and Dean (Jensen Ackles) into his plot for revenge on the demigods who sold him to Asmodeus. Meanwhile, Jack’s (Alexander Calvert) inflating confidence leads to reckless decisions that could put others in harm’s way. Richard Speight, Jr. directed the episode written by Meredith Glynn (#1320). Original airdate 4/26/2018.

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So help me God, if his old group of friends turned on him AGAIN, I will Blue Skidoo into the television and stab them myself.

Ok but this episode is directed by RICHARD and written by MEREDITH so we’re definitely in for a treat and I’m pumped af

Will we get to see Kali again? Doesn’t she still have Gabriel’s blood?

I’m soooo excited for this! This Gabriel storyline is all i care about right now.

DEMIGODS SOLD GABRIEL TO ASMODEUS?

*side-eyes “Sigh No More”*