r/DoesAnyoneKnow

My son was an organ donor. He was 15 when he died. He donated his heart. He also donated both kidneys. What do people think about wanting to one day meet the person who has his heart? Only if that person wants to meet. I totally respect their privacy. I love and miss my son so much. Would hearing his heart be too painful? Or would it be helpful? Thank you for your advice.

I'm sorry I've not my material to do screen capture so I've got no picture of what I wann talk about.

In oakmont, bear hospital, there a statué where it's written '' johnny 's mother told him not to bite off more than hé could chew''.... Does anyone knows what's the référence ?

Kinda derailed in life I want to know

Anyone feel this?

So, I keep staying up way later than I should, even when I’m tired and know I’ll regret it the next morning. I guess it feels like night-time is the only time I really have to myself, so I keep scrolling or doing random things instead of sleeping.. its not just about resisting my phone, how tf do I make myself do something productive with this latent burst of energy?
Has anyone actually managed to break this habit? What helped you?

How should one store eggs in a heatwave? Typically it’d be on the counter but with high temperatures and no AC indoors should the eggs go in the fridge?

I searched up about spinal fluids and learned it it constantly produced and absorbed into the blood. It has specific functions but my question is. What would happen if your body stopped producing spinal fluid and just started looping the same bit of spinal fluid around the spine and brain?

This is purely a fun hypothetical im extremely curious about and would like to be answered by an educated person rather than ai.

I’m 41(f), straight and have been separated working towards divorce for 2 years. I’m not the type to use dating apps or bar hop etc, but I just feel like finding someone organically (you know- in real life) is a myth these days. I respect myself too much to just have random one night stands and I’m honestly just overwhelmed with the lack of integrity and dignity that I’ve come in contact with. I work full time, pay my own bills and am not looking for a new spouse or a father for my kid. I just want someone to be my friend/person with the added bonus of spicy benefits- that isn’t banging a bunch of other women putting my health and well being at risk. Someone to hang out with and travel with, to set goals and enjoy each other’s company. I’m pretty fit, don’t smoke and only drink occasionally. But for real- it seems like finding someone that would fit in with all of this is the equivalent of coming upon a legit unicorn or something- it just doesn’t seem to exist. I’ve dated a little- and it’s an actual joke. Some men seem to want to control me- what I wear/who I talk to, some want to go from meeting to living together in 5 minutes, others ask for money and others are in committed relationships that they hide at first. WHY oh why is it so damn difficult to find someone of substance at my age? A man that has a job and can support themself, isn’t skeezy, is in decent health And has an actual moral compass? Am I just expecting too much?

This has been a lifelong question about my life, so I joined Reddit just to ask it! So I broke my shoulder when I was about 6/7…. With no memory of it!!! My dad said I was sleep walking and he saw me and put me on the bunk bed ladder (I slept on the top bunk) and that I fell backwards off the ladder! He said he thought I was faking the sleep walking so he put me on the ladder… Mind you I am not a sleep walker I have never done it in my life. I did not even wake up after allegedly falling off the ladder and breaking my shoulder.

All I remember is waking up tossing and turning in bed later that night as my shoulder was hurting, but fell back asleep. It gets weirder. The next morning when I woke up, I could not even sit up to get out of bed. My dad had to remove the whole railing on the side of the bed. He tried to pick me off the top bunk, but could not do so alone, so he called my uncle and together they lifted me off the top bunk. So if my dad couldn’t get me off the bed alone, then how did I get up there?!? The day went on and my dad did not take me to the hospital, and I was walking around with absolutely no idea that my shoulder was even broken! About a week later, my mom picked me up from school (I did not live with her) and she immediately noticed that my whole arm was blue and took me to the hospital where they said I had a broken shoulder.

I am now 25 and the story has always been fishy to me. I have asked my dad many times throughout my life what happened as it makes no sense to me. He has told me different versions of the story. Last night, we were talking about it and I asked him was I really sleepwalking do you promise? And he said he doesn’t remember exactly what happened. My dad is a good person as far as I know but the story is very concerning to me and he doesn’t like when I bring it up and his answers and reactions to my questions are very suspicious. How does one break a bone and not wake up? Please if anyone has any explanations I would love to hear them, or do you think my dad is telling the truth? It is a big question I would love to know the answer to. Thank you!!

Edit:
It is also the only bone I have ever broken.
I do not think I broke it while awake. I remember mostly everything about my whole life. I remember the whole aftermath of the next morning to my mom’s reaction to seeing my arm to being at the hospital, and all the details. I think I would know I broke a bone if it happened while I was conscious, or at least be in pain. I would know. It must have happened while I was unconscious. I have never taken medications (which could have explained not waking up) and I do not have any medical conditions. Can someone sleep walk just one time and never again? And if not what could have happened. I just do not understand. And may never know which is chilling