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As someone who wants to study the human consciousness I found this very interesting.
Scott Routley was a “vegetable”. A car accident seriously injured both sides of his brain, and for 12 years, he was completely unresponsive.
Unable to speak or track people with his eyes, it seemed that Routley was unaware of his surroundings, and doctors assumed he was lost in limbo. They were wrong.
In 2012, Professor Adrian Owen decided to run tests on comatose patients like Scott Routley. Curious if some “vegetables” were actually conscious, Owen put Routley in an fMRI and told him to imagine walking through his home. Suddenly, the brain scan showed activity. Routley not only heard Owen, he was responding.
Next, the two worked out a code. Owen asked a series of “yes or no” questions, and if the answer was “yes,” Routley thought about walking around his house. If the answer was “no,” Routley thought about playing tennis.
These different actions showed activity different parts of the brain. Owen started off with easy questions like, “Is the sky blue?” However, they changed medical science when Owen asked, “Are you in pain?” and Routley answered, “No.” It was the first time a comatose patient with serious brain damage had let doctors know about his condition.
While Scott Routley is still trapped in his body, he finally has a way to reach out to the people around him. This finding has huge implications.
HOLY STEAMING SHITFUCKS
WHY IS EVERYONE NOT LOSING THEIR SHIT ABOUT THIS
What a fucking nightmare, just kill me.
I know a girl who was hit by a drunk driver and in that state for a year. When she woke up the first thing she did was tell off the doctor who tried to convince her mom to pull the plug. She heard *everything* while being called brain dead.
boys r so weak. boys r some pathetic shit. if u punch me in the boob my boob will still b able to sustain life for a new fuckin human. my boob can sustain the human race. if i kick u boys hard enough in the nuts u will never reproduce. ur genetic line is over bub. one well placed stiletto and u are getting shitty half-assed boners and no babies 4 life. who has the power son. who owns u. girls own u. i own u punk. sit down
My mother has stage four lung cancer.
On July 15th, 2014, we were told by her doctors that her cancer is terminal. The strongest form of chemotherapy had been attempted, and had failed.
My mother has been in a hopsital bed in the living room of my house since July 13th, when she was discharged from ICU after having a seizure and a heart attack- each a result of the cancer.
She is content. Sitting surrounded by her family in her own house. But no moment other than July 15th at 5:30 p.m did the status of my life truly hit me in the stomach like two tons of bricks.
People will tell you this for as long as you live, but life is so entirely short. You can agree and nod your head that you know that it is, but you must live it that way as well.
After three days of keeping to myself and avoiding confrontation, I sat down and wrote something.
16 Things I Learned The Hard Way
I then filmed this video. This is a video stating a handful of things I have come to realize throughout my life, and things that I know I, you, he, she, we should understand and live by from time to time.
Please watch this. Please take note of it, and please understand it.
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Spreading of the word, and support are all that I could ask for. My mother always reminds me that positivity is key, I want to make her proud.
Michael Jackson tells Bubbles the chimp in sign language to sit the fuck down and stop stealing sips of his tea.
That’s the most gangsta thing I’ve ever seen.