Dances With Wolves
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It’s their last dance lesson before Friday, and Derek knew Stiles was good, but not this good.
It was my pleasure to participate in this year’s Sterek Christmas Calendar! It’s such a wonderful and fun project, and I am loving the story. All the contributions are so amazing, it’s quite an honor to be among them. I hope my small part in this lives up to the incredible quality of this project! :D
i’ve been wanting to read fic focusing on scott, allison and stiles lately but there isn’t much, if at all Q__Q so I opted to draw things to try and get it out of my system.
scifi AU in which the trio are androids created and owned by a ~shadowy organization~ called Nemeton for likely dubious purposes, since for example Allison’s loaded up on like 5000 ways to incapacitate or kill a man with just her pinky.
Nemeton eventually gets disbanded, dissolved or collapses entirely in on itself, forcing the Powers That Be of the organization to dispose of what remains. Instead of deactivating the three, they sell them off to two rival factions, the Argents and Hales, and are intending to wipe their memories before they’re shipped off to their new homes. Obviously not happy with any of this, Scott, Allison and Stiles run off instead. \o/
how do you scifi, i just don’t know
As a person with severe and very frequent seizures, I am constantly in fear of other people’s lack of knowledge about my condition. There are a lot of epilepsy myths and whenever someone has a seizure, there is ALWAYS some self important douche that insists he/she knows what she is doing because they took a semester of nursing school in 1976. I have had seizures in public places many times (my seizures are almost daily) and I have had people try to stick dirty spoons in my mouth, their wallets, rolled up cloth napkins and all sorts of gross and dangerous things. I have had people start praying because they think I am possessed by the devil (seriously), and I have had people put me in their car and drive me to their home (which is terrifying, and sort of kidnap).
One of the worst parts about having epilepsy in my opinion is having to trust other people, usually strangers, not just because I don’t trust strangers but also because I don’t feel ok about putting a responsibility in their hands that they did not sign on for. Because my seizures are almost daily, I am almost always accompanied by my husband or a friend or assistant who knows how to deal with my condition and has agreed to do so, but I can’t be watched 24 hours a day.
This evening, I went shopping with a friend who is a bit shy and not very assertive. (She is lovely, I adore her, but she is not used to people’s reactions when I have a seizure. She did not know that there is always that one self important douche in every crowd.) I had a seizure. Of course, that one self important douche was there - a man in his late 50’s who insisted on putting something in my mouth; in this case his wallet which had a metal closure and frame that covered most of it. My friend repeatedly asked him to stop and he did not. Unfortunately, my friend was not very assertive (not her fault, she is just sweet and shy) and the guy pushed her out of the way and took over, even as she explained that you’re not supposed to do that with epileptics. He insisted that in the army in the 70’s, that’s the way it was done. My friend argued that this was not the army, nor the 70’s, but he would not listen and she kind of froze up.
The result is that I now have seven stitches in the side of my left cheek and a chipped front tooth, both caused by the man’s metal wallet cutting my face open.
Please, if you know someone with a seizure disorder, take a few minutes to learn how to deal with a seizure. It isn’t complicated and your knowing and being ready and ok with helping will relieve a lot of fear. Please take the time to pass this on, as it could save someone’s life, or at least their face.
It’s also important to remember not to hold us down. Seizures look scary (I’ve never seen what I look like having one, but I’m very aware of what happens), but holding someone down while in status epilepticus is dangerous both to you and the fitting person.
It’s far more safer to let us flail, drool everywhere and pee ourselves as is so flatteringly common, and then comfort us as we come around, explaining what happened to us.
Far too often I’ve come out of a seizure with someone who did first aid in 1980 putting their entire bodyweight on me. Let me tell you, it’s fucking terrifying. I’ve become aggressive when post-ictal, and once gave the first aid officer at my old work a job in the mouth when she wouldn’t get off me.
Someone coming out of a seizure may be unpredictable. It is far safer for you, as the bystander, and the person fitting, to simply clear the area, make sure their head is protected and then wait for them to come out of it, at which point you can reassure them.
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PIT BULL COMFORTS SICK DOGS AT THE VET - "Dominic lays with dogs as they come out of surgery, which calms them, making it much easier on the vet techs to handle the dogs as they wake up."
A Pit Bull named Dominic has earned the title of “Denkai Recovery Specialist” at the Denkai Veterinary Care Clinic in Colorado. Staff members noticed that Dominic would go to dogs who are recovering from surgery and cuddle with them. In addition to dogs, he also comforts cats also. Read more from the greeleytribune.com:
Haswell, though, remained a little skeptical. Dominic was cuddling with the new dog because he was cold, she thought.
She changed her mind later that day, when Dominic lay in the middle of a pile of dogs out of surgery and rested his head on their bodies when they cried.
The dog who cried the most got the most cuddle time from Dominic.
And she remembered the way Dominic rested his head on her neck when she had a headache.
Dominic would even cuddle with cats out of surgery, though they weren’t as receptive as the dogs.
What’s more, it made things easier on them. Dogs coming out of surgery could be wild, even aggressive, and bites were a little too common.
But when Dominic lay with them, they woke up calm, rested and happy.
Dominic now seems to understand his job. When a dog is under, Dominic waits at the foot of the door until clinic workers bring the dog out of surgery and set it on Dominic’s pillow, and he immediately goes over to rest with them.
Dominic cries and paces if another dog is crying in the clinic. He even acts irritated when Haswell rubs a dog’s body in an attempt to wake it up, as if Dominic’s saying, “Hey, I got this.”
“I’ve never, ever seen anything like this,” said Floss Blackburn, who has seen a lot as the founder of Denkai. “He’s got such a sweet heart.”
Dominic is a compassionate dog with an important job. Click here for the full story and here for more about the Denkai Veterinary Clinic. (Photos by Dan England)