Chloe Moore11 said:My lymph nodes aren't actually swollen or anything, it's just my eyelid that's all red and puffy... I'm really hoping nothing bursts, it's just oozing fluid right now🤮
I've got some cold compresses on it now, hopefully that helps it settle down...
That's exactly how mine started too😈 Let me know if it starts getting itchy😬 If it's still looking like that tomorrow, you should probably just head to the doctor
Chloe Moore11 said:I'm just totally fed up with this swollen eyelid and my eye feeling all shut up 😲 it’s been bothering my eye all day yesterday too
any idea what it could be? 😲
A cold, a draft, bacteria, a virus... honestly, there are a dozen different things it could be. check if the lymph nodes near your ear feel swollen too. that happened to me once—both eyes, lasted a whole month, and it turned out to be swollen lymph nodes. either it’ll clear up on its own, or it might actually burst and drain some fluid (basically just mucus) if it looks like that tomorrow, just head straight to the doctor. They'll probably give you some drops, ointment, or antibiotics.
And whatever you do, don't touch your eye. If you do touch it, wash your hands immediately so you don't spread it to the other one. Trust me, it's nasty when both eyes get swollen and half your face feels heavy from it (not trying to scare you or anything! 😘 )
(reminds me of those stories about spiders in the eye they used to tell us when we were little, haha)
Well, you could try reading up on what the absolute lowest temperature should be for storage, but honestly, it doesn't say 😬 . Just toss it in the fridge, I actually know people who keep all their meds in the refrigerator year-round, regardless of whether it's summer or winter outside 😁
silverfalcon7 said:From what I can tell, you pretty much need a prescription for everything, even for creams, though you can sometimes find stuff over the counter at the pharmacy without one..
honestly, if you walk into a high-end private pharmacy, they’d probably sell you poison if you had the cash😈
Sandra Wood45 said:So, how exactly did you wipe out on those stairs? 😲
I live on the second floor of an old walk-up—no elevator—and my office is on the third floor where the elevator is basically a coin toss whether it actually shows up or not.
Anyway, after I took the tumble (inside my own apartment, mind you), they were helping me down, and my friend goes, "Lean on me and just hop on one foot." And I was like, "Look, if I have any say in the matter, I am absolutely not hopping on one leg," 😬 and honestly, trying to hop down a flight of stairs on one leg sounds like a recipe for disaster. 😲
I blacked out for a second and just tumbled right down the steps. 😈 Not something I’d recommend to anyone, trust me. 😎 Luckily, it was just my ankle that took the hit; 🤣 everything else seems to be intact... 😛 (well, I think, haha)
I actually got pretty used to hopping down the stairs back when I was wearing a walking boot; moving slowly just felt way too tedious at the time. 😳
Honestly, I’m starting to get a little spooked about that corticosteroid injection they mentioned if the swelling doesn't go down 😬—you know, because of that old sprain and all those months of physical therapy and braces we dealt with over a year after the injury . I’ve developed this massive phobia of stairs 😁.
So, look... the doctors basically told me I’d be dealing with this intermittent pain and swelling for the rest of my life. Honestly, though? I have this nagging feeling it might've been way more manageable if I'd just jumped on some physical therapy sooner rather than later. For months there, I couldn't even go for a quick jog without the pain becoming absolutely unbearable... seriously, don't ever go without an Ace bandage handy.
Seriously, don't move. If you absolutely have to get around, just hop on your other leg, but stay off that one. For real, keep it elevated!
I had this happen with my right leg—it felt so tender right at the top, so they ended up putting me in a brace. And honestly, because I’m such a restless soul, I couldn't stop walking around, which just led to a massive bruise and all this swelling... fast forward a year later and there's still a bit of puffiness there. I actually just finally made it to physical therapy.
So yeah, just stay put. Don't push it... Once things settle down and you're feeling better, you should probably go get an ultrasound or something just to make sure everything is sitting where it should be.
Haha, honestly, I'm just glad someone actually felt okay... And that whole thing about sitting down? It felt so weird to me. I was actually feeling pretty shaky myself, but I didn't even think to sit until I started practically sliding down the wall because my head was spinning so bad. Some woman actually had the nerve to tell this guy—who wasn't even doing anything, just standing there waiting for someone—that he needed to get up...
I guess maybe there’s just one sane person for every ten crazy ones out there.
Man, it’s just awful... people there are moving around like they're stuck on a conveyor belt... Last year, around May, I tumbled down a flight of stairs and ended up at the Trauma center. I walked into the clinic, and the doctor just stared at me and asked if I could talk—that was it. No follow-up, nothing. He scribbled some notes, sent me off to disability, and handed me a brace. Fast forward to my follow-up appointment, and they tell me my ligaments are strained, plus there's heavy bruising and swelling. My brace actually snapped from all the pressure. And then? Nothing. A whole year later, my ankle is still swollen (even though my regular doctor insisted I have flat feet), so I finally lost my cool and went to a private orthopedist. That specialist gave me a real diagnosis and referred me to physical therapy. So, I head back to the Trauma department to see a physical therapist, who turns out to be practically deaf and blind. She tells me nothing is wrong! She looks at my ankle and acts like she can't even see the swelling. She couldn't believe it was possible for me to have pain on both the left and right sides—she thought it was "weird"—and when she looked at the report from my orthopedist, she basically just brushed it off like it didn't matter. Seriously, some people are just completely out of it. She asked me ten different times which leg it was, and ten times I told her it was the right one. Then I lie down on the table, and she asks me again, "Which leg?" I was honestly this close to telling her to get lost, but she just kept going. She’s writing up the report, asking me again if it's left or right, I say right, and then this old lady actually writes down *left*. You just want to scream.
I am staying far away from that Trauma unit from now on.
Is it an allergy, or maybe just sweaty palms making your skin act up? My doctor suggested I stick to some neutral moisturizing creams and Beloderm It always hits me right in the spring, too—everything gets all red, itchy, and honestly, just plain miserable.
Just think about it for a second... how many tomatoes are we even talking about here? You'd need an army of people just to grab every single one and inject it with a syringe. I mean, seriously, can you imagine the sheer cost of a logistics nightmare like that?
Besides, if there's a tomato out there the size of my head, there's no way it's actually healthy unless it’s packed with some crazy GMO cocktail or something.
hehe, you should come visit me in Chicago sometime, then you'll see what a real mosquito infestation looks like. 😁
All those Dipterol brands, the sticks, the sprays... honestly, they're all total garbage in my book. No matter how much I track them down and use them, those little pests just keep coming back for more...
If you want to actually deal with them, grab some Raid—you know, the plug-in units with the little refill bottles? Just plug one in and let it work; that’s the mother of all ways to wipe out an infestation inside the house.
As for soothing the itch: sure, you can pick up some gels at a CVS or a local drugstore, but I have my own little ritual. I’ll scratch the bite with my nails first, then pour a bit of rubbing alcohol or 3% boric acid over it, and poof—the itching is gone. If you aren't the type to go scratching away at yourself, just dabbing those liquids on there does the trick.
Hand washing—I’m constantly filing reports in my head about how dirty they are. It’s such an intense, overwhelming feeling. The key in the lock—it has to be turned diagonally to the right, every single time.
I finally managed to deal with the whole light switch thing... But I still find myself reading license plate numbers off every car I pass. And whenever I walk into a room I don't know, I have to count everything and scout out every possible exit route.
Honestly, it could just be vitiligo 🤔 and they don't even have to be super bright white patches. A friend of mine has some vitiligo on her shoulder, but she ended up dealing with melanoma... so, yeah... It doesn't really matter if there’s no history of it in your family, you know? It might just be something you picked up along the way... Just go see a doctor
Kimberly Davis52 said:this guy spends his entire time on this board acting like a total tough guy, constantly bragging about drugs because he thinks being high makes him some kind of legend
yeah... I mean, just look at that thread he started about being totally wired