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sassycheesecake · 9 months

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Here’s part 2 for this OS <3

It’s currently 3:24 am and you’re puking up the dinner you had earlier.

Again.

It’s been going on for two to three weeks already, you can’t keep any sort of food down, certain smells make you nauseous, you feel like you can hear people blinking.

It’s driving you crazy.

Unfortunately you have to deal with it by yourself, since your boyfriend and love of your life, Atsumu Miya, Setter of the MSBY Jackals is currently out of the country for an away game.

He doesn’t know about your ongoing illness, since he is busy with winning games and training, most of the time not being able to video call you, just checking in on you by texting.

You’re not stupid, you know what’s going on with you.

Atsumu and you were a little irresponsible when he was packing for traveling to Argentine.

Little meaning, no condom during sex. You do take birth control but you only started taking it about two months ago.

The blonde wanted to feel everything inside of you and you wanted to feel all of Atsumu, no barrier in between.

So you went to your gynecologist and got a prescription for birth control.

Just when you were finishing up after getting the indigested food out of you, you phone plays 'Problem’ by Natalia Kills, indicating that Atsumu is calling you.

Groaning in irritation, you accept it nonetheless.

"Hey baby! Wanted ta call in an’ ask how ya doin’."

"Hey Tsumu. 'M doing good, I was just sleeping." You lied.

"Oh sorry, ya wan’ me ta let ya go?" Atsumu asked with understanding.

"No it’s okay, tell me how Argentine is." You smile, while walking back to bed.

The Setter excitedly tells you all about Argentine, about the weather, the food, the people and the team he is currently training with.

A former famous Setter of a Japanese High School is now the Setter of the Argentinian national team and Atsumu complains to you about how overconfident annoying and cocky he is.

Sounds like someone you know.

All of sudden, you can feel your stomach getting upset again, nausea hitting you like a truck.

"Hold on Tsumu-" You manage to choke out before you toss your phone to the side, running to the bathroom.

On the other side of the world, Atsumu can hear your vomiting noises and it causes the Setter to worry deeply.

He lays in his hotel bed, waiting for you to come back.

After a few minutes, he can hear your footsteps approaching and taking your phone back into your hand.

"Sorry about that, I uhh… almost burned my food and the smell of smoke made me nauseous." You lie once again.

But Atsumu doesn’t believe any of it.

"Baby, I heard ya pukin‘ yer guts out. Ya sure yer fine? Did ya eat somethin' bad?" The Setter asks worryingly.

"It may have been the paella I made earlier Tsum. I‘ll be fine."

"Well if ya say so. Please keep me updated an‘ if there’s somethin‘ wrong, call me an' I‘ll be on the first flight home."

"Sure honey. Have fun and take care of yourself while you’re still there. Say hi to everyone for me."

"Will do baby, love ya."

Hanging up, you take a nice and warm shower, getting ready for bed once again.

You press Atsumu‘s pillow to your face, his remaining scent fills your nose.

You miss his stupid jokes, his strong arms that hold you in your sleep and his soft chocolate-brown eyes that shine love and warmth only for you.

Little did you know, Atsumu and his team return tomorrow already, instead of staying another week.

And Atsumu is keeping it a surprise, just as much as you have a surprise for him to tell when he comes back home.

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look-at-the-soul · 1 year

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The Photoshoot- Part 40

Cillian Murphy x OC

Master list

⚠️ Angst, infertility.

Please forgive me for taking so long to update, I really wish I could bring you a different chapter, but I had planned this all along. My heart is with every single person dealing with infertility ♥️

Photo edit thanks to: @forgottenpeakywriter

This had to be a nightmare or a terrible joke.

A mistake.

Oh God please let it be a mistake.

Cillian’s mind went completely blank as he heard Yael’s words.

He felt like throwing up, giving someone a punch… anything but this.

“It’s endometriosis… The doctor said I can’t have children.”

A heavy silence filled the space between them, both of them shattered by the diagnose. It was probably a couple of minutes, but it felt more like an eternity.

His wife repeated those words with tears in her eyes and his worst nightmare became a reality. Breaking his heart in the process.

But as he saw that hers was just as broken as his, Cillian stood up and wrapped his arms around Yael.

She hugged him tight as the tears she had been holding for so long started to fall down her cheeks uncontrollably.

He didn’t know what to say.

It felt as if a horse kicked him in the stomach.

Feeling so helpless and useless, he could only run his hands up and down her back, in an attempt to comfort her.

Or was he trying to comfort himself?

Both drained from the internal turmoil, the pair slid to the kitchen floor, no longer caring about their runny noses, sobs and cries.

Yael thought she had cried enough, but as she heard Cillian sobbing, her eyes started to fill once again with tears. His shoulders shaking as they both held each other.

Her head was pounding, she knew her face was red, there was nothing left to say or do, it took her several minutes to process the doctor’s diagnose earlier that she ended up stopping in the middle of the road because she didn’t know where she was anymore.

Cillian would never get to hear his baby calling him daddy.

She would never be able to carry a baby in her belly, or put her little one to sleep like she dreamed so many times.

After not taking birth control for five months and not getting pregnant, Yael finally made an appointment with her gynecologist. Only to hear the most devastating news of her life.

“Dr. Sadler said that endometriosis, damaged the tubes and it’s impossible to conceive-”

“We’ll go to another doctor.” Cillian assured her firmly, swallowing his sob, trying to wipe the tears from his eyes. “The best one here.”

Yael shook her head. “They ran all the test they needed already, there’s no chance for a mistake.”

“I don’t fucking care about what she said… W-we will run them again.”

“There’s no point to do that when we’ll get the same answer, I can’t go through that again.”

“We’ll figure this out, we ca-”

Yael had to swallow her pain and pleaded Cillian to stop. Shaking her head a little, then decided to close her eyes, there was a terrible headache forming, she felt like it was getting harder to breathe, tightness in her heart, her chest heavy, she felt empty inside. Literally empty.

The thing she wanted the most in the world, the only thing she dreamed of… taken away from her.

Holding her legs against her chest, she made herself small sitting on the floor. She felt so weak, there was no strength left in her body.

Nothing to do.

No kind words could comfort her.

She had to accept that she would never be able to have children with Cillian.

Nobody could understand what she was going through, nobody could feel the pain she was living.

But there was someone how could have a lightly idea, because he was feeling the same… Cillian touched gently her hand, his thumb caressing her skin.

“Drink this.” He offered two painkillers and a glass of water to his wife, he could imagine she was going through the worse headache of her life by the way she was holding her temples.

He just wished he could get something for the heartache.

“We’ll get through this.” It was taking al of his willpower to not break in front of Yael.

“How?” Yael asked in a small voice, the tears clouding her vision.

“Listen to me, we will work this out” He tried to promise, running his fingers over her cheeks, his eyes looked bloodshot from the tears he had been crying.

“I’m sorry.” Yael sobbed and hid her face into his chest. “I’m sorry I can’t give you children.”

Cillian swallowed hard, his emotions messing up his voice. “You have nothing to be sorry for.” Kissing her hair, he tightened his embrace. As if with that he could push away the pain Yael was feeling.

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“I’m sorry there will be no walk tonight buddy.” Cillian scratched Scout’s head, the black lab looked down and did some crying sound as if he could understand. “Mama needs some love. Hmm?” Pointing at the stairs, Scout stormed to the second floor.

The house seemed so big suddenly.

And lonely.

Taking a deep breath, Cillian walked to the living room and turned off the lights, then to the reading room to close the curtains, and he walked to the front door again to make sure it was locked, even though he saw it locked the first time.

The weight of their new reality hitting hard now that the house was silent.

After all they’ve been through? And now this?

Why them?

Why couldn’t they have babies?

This was the hardest thing he had ever been through, and he didn’t feel strong enough to deal with it.

Defeated, he sat at the bottom of the stairs, feeling like he had a balloon inside his head and someone was tightening the grip on his chest. Head hanging, his hands intertwined over his knees, while his mind was completely blank, unable to process the internal battle between his mind and heart.

How are you supposed to deal with something like this?

How do you get over it?

Yael had been keeping up with his crazy schedule, weeks away, late night callings to shoot some scenes, express trips to go to auditions, staying at home alone for days, she had been there for him without hesitation, solving everything at their home by herself.

There were days when she would give 98% in their relationship.

Now it was his turn to give 100% back.

Walking into their bedroom, with all his love and care, he opened her jeans and slowly pulled it down her legs, so Yael could sleep comfortable. Then, he took a blanket from the chair to cover his wife, she had fallen asleep over the duvet.

Suddenly she looked so fragile, so small, after crying endlessly earlier she felt so tired that she even fell asleep with her clothes on.

Stripping off his own jeans, he climbed in bed trying to not wake her up, Scout was sleeping close to her feet.

Cillian wished he could do something to change the way she was feeling, he would do anything for her.

Getting closer to her body, he passed one of his hands gently over her curls, then her back, placing a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Thank you.” She said in a whisper barely, cuddling against his body.

But he didn’t feel capable to answer, his voice would break the second he open his mouth, so he could only tighten his embrace, try to keep her closer.

Cillian knew there were tears running down her face, he could feel Yael wipping them from time to time, but just as she was crying, he was trying to disguise his own in her hair.

After a while, Yael felt Cillian turn on his back completely relaxed, he probably finally fell asleep, but as she turned her head to look at him, she knew she couldn’t, a million thoughts running in her mind.

Hoy would they be able to overcome her infertility?

How would she cope with the fact that because of her, he wouldn’t become a father?

It was breaking her heart, she couldn’t even name the way she felt, the way this news was crushing down her dreams.

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A few days had passed since they visited another doctor, only to get the same diagnose, and the expected meltdown that followed after the appointment. Going one more time through it didn’t make the process of accepting the truth any easier.

No. If anything it only made her feel terrified of how it would change the course of their marriage.

Cillian had been quiet, he really was holding onto the chance that a second option would give them a different diagnose.

Yael had completely focused on her work, overbooking her day with photoshoots that sometimes she skipped lunch for the lack of free time.

Like that very same morning, when Cillian offered her some omelette but Yael rushed out of the house taking only some coffee in a travel mug, her appetite had been gone, she lost interest in most of the things that used to make her heart jump.

They barely crossed a few words, a few touches every now and then, and after that she would look away or leave the room without a word. Feeling like a balloon and Cillian was holding a needle next to it, if she let herself get close to him, it would explode, and she didn’t trust herself, she knew she couldn’t stand watching those blue eyes sad.

She was a failure as a woman and wife.

Watching the clock, Cillian knocked on the attic’s door, making his wife jump in surprise.

“Didn’t meant to scare you.” He apologized as he walked over to her desk, there were several envelopes with photos and notes with numbers written down, some of them marked with red circles and others with stars, it was the way she organized and picked the photos she chose of the galleries for each client. “Food is ready, I thought you could use a little break, hmm?”

Yael closed her eyes as Cillian kissed her hair, a simple gesture that said so much more than words could express.

“Is so late, I didn’t realize of time.”

Cillian pointed at the photos on the screen, as he looked over her shoulder. “It looks great.”

Shuddering, Yael saved the changes, letting out a sigh. “I’m not so sure these are any good.”

Her usual spark behind the lenses was gone, the last shootings didn’t seem to have to have her usual magic touch, she didn’t feel she was able to connect with her clients enough for her to reach their souls.

“What are you talking about? Look at this! Baby I love the way the colors make the portrait stand out, you know I don’t know the proper terms, but this is really good.” He let out a small chuckle.

Yael opened the photos that Cillian asked her, on the left she had the original shoot, on the right the one she edited and added light to.

“I’m serious, you see things nobody else does.”

There was a huge difference between both shots, she knew it. But it was still hard to actually believe her photos were that good, he just said that out of love.

Taking a compliment is not easy, especially when she was feeling at her lowest point in every aspect of her life.

So she decided to change the subject, moving back in her chair pushing Cillian away in the movement.

“Sorry I forgot to cook.”

Sorry I can’t give you a baby.

“It’s fine, I made salmon with some pasta, your favorite.” He added guiding his wife down the stairs, Scout sitting right in the middle, waiting for them.

She wasn’t hungry, but she didn’t want to reject him either. Cillian had been so caring and tender with her, everything she needed, everything she wanted…

“Thanks, smells really good.”

“Ah, wait until you see the dessert, I didn’t bake it of course… but I went to Patisserie Valerie.”

She didn’t deserve this man.

She couldn’t give him babies, and he went above and beyond for her.

Cillian saw the way her eyes watered and he didn’t know what to do, so in rushed reaction, he ushered his wife to the chair while he served their food.

“Unicef called, they want to talk about some photos but said you didn’t answer the letter and email they sent, I confirmed both addresses with their PR.” Taking a small card from the drawer, Cillian placed it in front of her, along with her plate.

Playing with the pasta in her fork, Yael ignored her husband’s statement.

“Sweetheart, what’s happening? Is a great opportunity.”

Yael snapped her hand out of his in a sharp move. “I’ve everything booked.”

Folding his arms in front of his chest, he answered. “That’s not true. And you know it.”

“I don’t want to do it.”

“Why not? You never turn down a project like that.”

She huffed. “Because is a campaign about feeding supplies for mothers and babies to give them medicines and vaccines.”

Cillian’s breath caught up in his throat, and looked away from her eyes.

“There must be an option…” His voice was barely a whisper.

“Infertility doesn’t provide options, Cillian. You either can have children or your don’t. There’s no in between.”

She didn’t need him to remind her she would never be a mother.

She saw it everywhere, every time.

Like the previous day at the supermarket, when she was at the bread aisle and she saw the most beautiful baby in the shopping cart, she wasn’t sure if that was a boy or a girl, it was a little bit blurry, but the baby had the most gorgeous blue eyes and looked like a possible Cillian Murphy’s baby, she couldn’t help but smile down at the little chubby cheeks babbling at her, but the mother thought she didn’t want her near her baby and in a very rude voice demanded she stopped looking at her baby and rushed to the end of the aisle.

Yael couldn’t finish her shopping list, she felt awful and hurried to the mini Cooper, turning into a crying mess over something she would never have.

“We can try.”

Even though they were sitting in the same room, it felt as if they were two worlds apart.

“Then we have a problem, because I don’t feel strong enough to even try.”

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Next part

Thank you so much for your patience and support it means everything to me. This part was particularly hard to write since I know there’s a lot of people dealing with infertility and now it’s part of this story… either way, I would love to see your thoughts about it ♥️✨ and as usual, is highly appreciated! xx

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sushmitamukherjee · 10 months

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5 Key Questions to Ask Your Gynaecologist during Your Annual Check-up

As a woman, it’s important to stay on top of your reproductive health. One way to do this is by scheduling an annual check-up with your gynaecologist. During this appointment, you should be sure to ask any questions that you have about your health and well-being. To help make the most out of these visits, here are five key questions that every woman should ask her Indore gynaecologist during her annual check-up:

1) What tests or screenings do I need? Your gynecologist will likely recommend certain tests and screenings based on factors like age and medical history. This could include Pap smears for cervical cancer screening as well as other blood work or imaging scans depending on the situation. It’s important to understand why these tests are necessary so feel free to ask any follow-up questions if needed!

2) Are there any lifestyle changes I can make? Lifestyle choices such as dieting, exercising regularly, and quitting smoking/drinking alcohol in excess can all impact one's overall reproductive health significantly over time - especially when done consistently! Ask what changes may benefit you specifically according to your current state of physical well-being & discuss how they might fit into day-to-day life routines accordingly with them too!

3) Is my contraception method still suitable for me? If you use birth control pills or another form of contraception (such as an intrauterine device), it’s always worth checking in with your doctor at least once a year regarding its suitability for continued use – particularly if anything has changed since starting its usage e.g weight gain/loss, etc. They may suggest switching methods altogether which could better protect against unwanted pregnancy & STIs alike!

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4) Do I need additional vaccinations? Vaccinations aren't just recommended during childhood but also throughout adulthood too; notably, those related directly to protection from HPV strains known to be commonly linked to causing cervical cancers later down the line. Make sure both yourself & family members receive regular updates about their immunization statuses annually - even more so when traveling abroad where different viruses/diseases exist than those found domestically.

5) How often would you recommend Me Visiting the Gynae for Checkups In the Future? Depending upon individual circumstances, some women may require attending appointments more frequently than others due largely dependent upon existing conditions diagnosed previously such as PCOS, endometriosis, etc.

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foenixs · 3 years

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You’re right I completely get that, I’ll try to be more diverse or even just give you random thoughts without saying the name of a specific idol!

Also I just saw that you’re going into an operation, I hope you’re well!! Please update us on how you’re feeling!❤️❤️

-💖

Thank you! ♡ Yes it all went well, my arm just hurts like hell (where they gave me the drug that puts me to sleep). I am a little frustrated that he couldn't do more tho, like I was hoping that he would find sth that's wrong and solve it but in the end it turned out my problem is more or less physiological so yay... back to square one. I do want to ask my gynecologist to cut through my virginity skin thingy cause it causes me a lot of mental damage and I really fuckn hate it. Kind of pissed at myself that i didn't think of telling the doctor to cut through it but oh well, you're always smarter afterwards. And then I cried my eyes out in front of my dad cause I hate being assigned female by birth so yeah... mentally I am not doing great, but physically I am alright and I should be all healed up in a couple of days.

here's a pic of me right after I woke up (and yes I know I look like shit):

#💖 anon #anon ask #open asks

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jaehyunspeachparty · 4 years

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heyy in the last update of about us jae and yn were already having sex without condom can u write an extra for the moment when they talked about it?

Sure I was thinking the whole time if I put this in or not. I don’t know why I didn’t put this in in the last update ^^

You lie on Jaehyun's bare chest and feel how heavy his breath was. His pulse was calming down and you are stroking his stomach gently. Your fingers traced the contours of his abs. He put his hand in your hair and played with your strands. It was just nice to be like that with him."Wait, I'll get us a glass of water." You get up and take the opportunity to throw away the used condom and packaging. When you pick up the pack, you notice that there are no more condoms left."We use this stuff too quickly." You sigh and throw everything in the trash."What? But you just bought a pack?" Jaehyun looked at you in surprise and you come back to your bed with a glass of water."Yes, the woman in the convenience store has been looking at me weird lately because I buy condoms all the time." Jaehyun couldn't do it because if someone saw that he was buying something like that, it would be a scandal."Maybe you have to buy somewhere else." Jaehyun laughed and took a long sip of his water."Hmm, how it all started with us and we had more and more sex, I went to my gynecologist for safety reasons. I had the birth control pill prescribed. I've been taking it for a while now. I mean, maybe we could do it without a condom?" You look up at him uncertainly."Hey, why didn't you tell me?" He pulls you to his chest again and kissed you."I don't know, I wanted to check if I could take it well." You shrug your shoulders, but you can already see Jaehyun grinning."So that means I can fuck you raw now?" He put his hand on your body. You look at him, nod and bite your lip. Actually, Jaehyun had to go already back to his dorm, but he did not miss this opportunity.

#ask #about us: extra

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aliceslantern · 4 years

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Heartlines, a Kingdom Hearts fanfic, chapter 14--Forecast

Twelve years ago, Xemnas betrayed the royal court of Radiant Garden to his father, Xehanort. Prince Ienzo flees to another city and begins university in the aftermath, hoping the anonymity will protect him from eager eyes with ill intent. The darkness spilling across the country, as well as an individual from his past, cut short Ienzo's new beginning and bring new conflicts to light. Strained between the desires of his magic and his heart, Ienzo's choice will change him forever.

Modern Fantasy AU, Soulmates, Zemyx. Updates Fridays until it's done.

Chapter summary: A very old form of magic forces Ienzo's hand.

Read it on FF.net/on AO3

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In black letters, the stick spat the word back at him. Pregnant. Almost mocking.

" Shit ," he said again, a raw furrow of panic catching under his breastbone. He knew instantly it was true, and any belief otherwise had been willful denial on his part. He threw the thing away and buried the extra test behind the toilet paper and cleaning products under the sink. He was feeling dizzy now, again. He'd make himself tea. He'd make a plan, figure out what to do with himself. How had this happened? He'd been responsible-- so much for "over 99% effective." He bit his lip, hard.

The anxiety worsened his dizziness, and he had to hold the banister on the way down the stairs. He crossed over to the kettle, lit the stove.

"Ienzo? Are you alright?" Even asked. He'd even looked up from his laptop.

"I'm alright." He was going double. "I'm a little tired."

"Why don't you have a nap, then, instead of ingesting yet more caffeine?"

"I'll have mint tea." He turned towards their tea cabinet, his hand trembling, and he tasted more than felt himself faint.

When he came to he was on the couch, a damp cloth on his forehead, a pillow under his feet. Even was looking out the window, arms crossed, his face pinched… fearful. Ienzo knew instantly that he knew. "How do you feel?" He asked, his tone gentle, not nearly the telling-off Ienzo expected.

"...Better." He tried to sit up; Even eased him back down.

His green eyes were so hollow. "Were you aware…" He began haltingly, "were you aware you're pregnant?"

Ienzo felt tears in his eyes--of shame, mostly. "I… took the test shortly before I fainted," he admitted. "But I've had the symptoms for several weeks. I… attributed them to something else." He tried to blink it back. "I was careful , Even, I always used at least one form of conception--usually two! I--"

"What kind?"

He blinked. "What?"

"What kind of contraception?"

"Well--condoms, and a pill."

He groaned and put his face in his hands. " Hormonal birth control?"

"Yes?"

Now Ienzo saw a spark of the anger. "Child, your hair cannot take dye , why on earth did you think your body would take birth control?"

Ienzo's face flushed.

"You should've set your pride aside and came to me the moment you started engaging in… such activity." He was breathing hard. "It was when you went to the cottage, wasn't it? I knew Aeleus would be too lax with you two--" He turned away again. "And that was a full moon…"

"So?"

Even locked eyes with him. He looked exhausted now. "Ienzo, you may as well have been actively trying to conceive… doing that during a full moon, with essentially no protection. If his power comes from the sea and yours from the earth, of course the moon is going to impact your magic. Make it easier .”

Ienzo rested his hand on his stomach. “When you scanned me… did you happen to sense how… far along, it is?”

“About five weeks.”

This time, when Ienzo sat up, Even didn’t stop him; he came and sat next to him. Ienzo realized he was angry at him. “Even,” he began. “How come you never told me?”

“What?”

“About the birth control. About the moon affecting my fertility.”

He hesitated.

“I’m young, but I’m not a child . Even, if I’d known--”

“Are you implying this pregnancy is my fault?”

“No!” He crossed his arms. “But you infantilizing me certainly did not help. I need you to let me have agency, Even, and to stop withholding things from me.”

He exhaled. “Alright. Yes. But first we must deal with this.”

“I don’t suppose we can… simply will it away.”

“No,” Even said. “Magic won’t do much for you in particular. We’d have to… take the regular route.” He squeezed Ienzo’s hand.

“...I see.”

“You can’t have this child, Ienzo.”

“I don’t want to,” he said. “I’m so--I’m only twenty, Even. Not to mention… the firstborn gets my power, doesn’t it?”

“...Yes.”

“I don’t need it to be in danger. I… I’m not ready .” He felt himself tearing up.

“I know this. Listen, I’ll… make an appointment for you, and we’ll get this straightened out. It never happened.” He drew Ienzo into his arms. And while Ienzo was literally just complaining about being treated like a child… the touch was much needed.

“I should tell him,” Ienzo said.

“Do you want to?”

“He deserves to know.”

Even stroked his hair. “You’ll be alright, Ienzo. I’m sure of it.”

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It felt odd, uncomfortable, to go to the gynecologist, to discuss his “options.” When he insisted he wanted to terminate, she just nodded and told him to come back three days later with someone to bring him home. He was mostly… numb. He knew it needed to be done, but the shame at getting himself in this situation was not to be doubted.

Ienzo took Demyx for a walk. It was a cold day in mid-December, shortly before solstice… before his twenty-first birthday, a day that would’ve signified him fully coming of age, were things normal. The air was oddly still, the air tense, skies cloudy. It was starting to snow, faintly. Demyx chatted happily about plans he’d made during the semester break; he wanted to take Ienzo sledding on the hills just outside of town.

“I want to… talk to you about something,” Ienzo began slowly.

Noticing his change in tone, he stopped. “What wrong?” He asked, touching Ienzo’s cheek with his gloved hand.

He hadn’t previously been anxious about this; moreso numb, but now the panic threatened to invade. He took a deep breath. “I…” He had to spit it out. Get it over with. The situation had already been resolved, hadn’t it? “I’m pregnant.”

Demyx dropped his eyes. “...You... are?”

“I… I’m sorry. I was wrong.” He felt himself tearing up yet again. “My… body rejected the birth control.”

He didn’t know what to say.

“But I’m… taking care of things.” Ienzo nodded. “I’m… having the procedure on Friday.”

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

“We can’t have a baby, Demyx. With the darkness? We’re both still in school, and--” The panic was inflating. He could feel his lower lip trembling. “The baby gets my power, Demyx, I don’t want to give them that. What if Xehanort gets them? Uses them, or worse? I--”

Demyx drew him into his arms. Ienzo could feel him trembling too. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I… I’m sorry.”

It took him a while to calm down; the hormones didn’t help.

“Can I… do something for you?” Demyx asked. “Be there, hold your hand? Anything?”

He wiped at his eyes; the cotton of his gloves was scratchy. “Someone needs to take me home.”

“Then it’ll be me.” He kissed his forehead. “God. This is fucking surreal.”

“...Isn’t it?”

---

Ienzo hadn’t anticipated being able to sleep the night before, but the pregnancy made him exhausted, and he drifted uncertainly.

He dreamt of Radiant Garden. It was a lovely spring day, and the flowers, well-kept again, were blooming. It had the haziness of memory, fond and well-worn. He was in the plaza, on a patch of grass, sitting on a quilt. A picnic.

“Daddy!”

The voice was startling, because it most definitely was not his. In this dream, this memory , he was an adult. He turned.

A little girl. Her hair violet-silver, maybe three years old, perhaps slightly less--

She had Demyx’s eyes--

“Daddy, look!” She pressed her tiny hands together and when she opened them, a small, glowing flower of magic sat in her palms. “I made it!”

“Oh, sweetie, it’s beautiful.”

She walked over to him and held up her arms, wanting to be picked up, so he did. The weight was too-familiar on his hip. “Can we go to the garden?”

“Of course.”

She leaned against his shoulder. They walked together, through the spring day. Passersby greeted them not as royalty, but as community members. Radiant Garden was bustling again. “Do you think this is real?”

“What do you mean, love?”

“This. Right now.”

Ienzo blinked. “What makes you say that?”

“‘Cause it feels like membering but I’m still in your tummy.”

He stopped dead in his tracks. “What else do you remember?”

“Mmm, well. You telling me about the war, lots of people sad. And how me being borned made the bad man go away.”

“Did I say how?” Things were losing distinction, getting hazy.

“When I was borned I brought a friend.”

“What kind of friend?”

“He has teeth like this.” She held her lips open with her fingers, like fangs. “And he looks scary but he isn’t.”

That didn’t exactly narrow it down. Ienzo set the girl down, gently. “I need you to think really hard. Who was this friend?”

She put her hand to her face, looking, for a moment, exactly like Demyx. “He did bad things. And he felt really sad about them, so he wanted to fix it. So when I got borned he did.”

“But what did he--what did he look like?” Like a toddler would be able to give him solid details.

Instead, her teal eyes got watery. “Daddy,” she said instead. “I’m scared.”

“Of what?”

“It’s dark outside.”

“So you’re saying… if you’re born, then…”

“My magic goes boom!” She gestured with her tiny hands. “And then people stop hurting.”

Not much to work with.

“Friends helped us and then we pushed them all away, whoosh…” She pushed. “You member?”

Ienzo touched his forehead. He thought he almost did, but it was strained, through a veil of… time. “You’re showing me the future,” he said.

She clapped her hands together.

“In the future--he’s gone? Xehanort is--gone? The war is over?”

“You and me and daddy live with granpa and grandad in the big castle.”

Ienzo pressed a hand to his mouth. “Oh, gods.”

“It’s okay daddy. Don’t cry.”

“I’m not sad,” he told her honestly.

He reached down and drew his daughter into his arms.

---

Ienzo woke slowly. He felt warm all over, especially his scalp, and he knew without looking his hair was glowing. He rested a tentative hand on his belly. The future… the memory that had not happened yet. He gasped a breath. He shot out of bed and darted down the stairs.

Even, drowsing over his papers, jerked awake with a start. “What… Ienzo?” He snapped into awareness. “Are you--your hair --”

“Even, I can’t get rid of this baby.”

“What are you on about?”

“It was… she was showing me a vision . Of the future. Xehanort’s gone, Radiant Garden is back to normal. Apparently her birth… brings allies to the resistance.”

For a long moment, Even’s face was just blank, and then he said, “You were Forecasting.”

“You don’t think this is just some kind of dream?”

He got up and took a few shaky steps towards Ienzo. He placed his hands on his shoulders. “Your mother did the same with you,” he murmured, and his eyes were watering. “And it came true.”

Ienzo took a trembling breath. “So should I… should I really--”

“It shows you a future,” he said. “It’s not set in stone. You still have a choice, Ienzo.”

“But if she brings peace … how can I… not do that?” He thought of her little face, another wave of warmth breaking over him. “How could I--”

Even embraced him. “Alright,” he said. “Alright.”

---

Demyx arrived before they were due to head out. His expression was drawn, his face gray, and his hair looked like it had been styled more carelessly than normal. “I have to talk to you,” he said, as soon as Ienzo opened the door. “I had this dream--”

“About our daughter?”

He took a breath. “How did you--”

“I had one too. Come inside.”

The four of them sat in the living room. Aeleus had made them tea, but none of them drank it.

“It’s called… Forecasting,” Even said in an odd voice. “Often with very old bloodlines… like both of yours… the expectant parents will see… a vision of what the child’s life could be like. Who they’ll be. What they could… bring, to this world. Like I told Ienzo, it’s not… set in stone, necessarily, but it’s… very likely to occur, what you saw. Your child will be very powerful--of that I have no doubt, whether they’re born eight months from now or years into the future.”

Demyx’s grip on Ienzo’s hand tightened.

“That kind of power… can turn the tide.”

“You said my mother was right when she dreamt about me. What did she dream?”

Even’s smile was small and sad. “That she wouldn’t be with you for very long. That you would be raised happily, by her brother, Ansem… until at which point you were separated. So that being said… what do you wish?”

Ienzo looked at Demyx. They held eye contact for a long time. Demyx’s eyes were watering. “I…” He swallowed. “I want her.”

Ienzo’s own emotions were rising. “I want her too.”

“But what about the… the money, and the… we’re so… we’re so young , I--”

“It won’t be easy,” Aeleus added. His own expression was wistful, stoic. “Especially considering as the pregnancy progresses, Ienzo, your power will only grow, become more noticeable. Essentially… a target on your back.”

“But if any of this is right, then… that will help , in a way.”

“It’d be harder to protect you.”

Ienzo felt a wave of guilt.

“But we are… willing, if this is what the two of you wish.”

Ienzo looked back at him again. Demyx just nodded, the tears in his eyes running over. Ienzo nodded too. “Okay?”

“Okay.”

#heartlines #ienzo #demyx #zemyx #even (kingdom hearts)#aeleus #ienzo is trans

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Highlights from Enty’s 4th podcast on Benedict Cumberbatch & Sophie Hunter, with regards to Sophie Hunter’s first* pregnancy

*and only to the first pregnancy, because Enty didn’t touch upon her second or third pregnancies. I’m assuming because Sophie had to be removed from circulation for more than 6 months during both pregnancies. At least they cut their losses with Hal and Schrodinger Pilo.

“Skeptics think that the first baby is just several babies hired from casting agencies or a very realistic doll. Do you know how tough that is?”

Anna: I do! Which is why we have only seen pictures of Christopher Carlton Cumberbatch on 8 separate occasions over the past 3 years, 11 months and 20 days since his birth in 2015.

“Now, one of the things that people point to the fact that she was faking a pregnancy, is that she was drinking while she was pregnant.

When you are caught pregnant, or “pregnant” in quotes drinking on a red carpet with some glasses of wine, it makes you wonder what the person’s doing at home. I am sure that there are a lot of doctors who will say that if you have a glass of wine or something after the first trimester or something, if you want to have a glass of wine, once every other day or every other week, nothing’s really gonna happen. I’m sure there’s a lot of doctors who say you don’t wanna drink at all. My thing is that, if you’re drinking on the red carpet while you’re pregnant, knowing that you’re going to get a lot of flack, even if you can say my doctor said it was OK, you’re still gonna get a ton of flack. This wine glass in hand, she would have been about her fourth month, so after the first trimester, then that was around November… Thanksgivingish 2014, and in January 2015 at the Golden Globes, she was also drinking wine. There is that.”

Anna: Actually, the Evening Standard Awards when this picture was taken:

took place during the first trimester of her pregnancy. A brief reminder that Sophie was 37 years old when she was pregnant for the first time, putting the fetus at risk from the get go. I’m sure any self-respecting gynecologist would take that into account when advising their patient on drinking while pregnant.

“There are pictures of her, I think it is March of 2015, when she’s in Tahiti, wearing a bikini. But the problem is it’s a sideview picture. And you have Sophie pregnant. And to me it looks like she is pregnant. And I guess she would’ve been about 7 months pregnant. It looks like a 7 month pregnant person. From the side in a bikini. And then a week later, when she comes back from the trip, she’s wearing clothes. And the belly doesn’t look as big to everybody when they’re doing their ven diagrammes and stuff on it.”

“So they assume that she’s faking it, and I’m thinking to myself OK, then how did she fake the pregnant belly picture?”

Anna: Well, all of the pictures taken in Bora Bora of Sophie Hunter in a bikini are extra blurry, and there’s also very convincing prosthetics nowadays (this picture is taken from a movie set for example):

“And when I see the picture from the airport the week after, I see somebody who is landing in a fairly chilly London after being in Tahiti, and I still see a fairly decent sized bump. And they’re convinced that somehow she shrunk it and wore something more comfortable… I don’t even… I don’t even know…”

Anna: So... pregnant bellies shrink in size because of drops in temperature then? That’s a first! :D

“I don’t have a problem with her being pregnant in this scenario. Why do you have to be… You can be a skeptic about her and the relationship, and just admit that she was pregnant, because I’ve already given you a bunch of reasons. It could be a wide variety.. a huge variety of guys. At least four that I can think of. And that’s not including any customers that she was seeing. So, why do we have to think that she’s faking the pregnancy?”

Anna: Because I have eyes and a functioning brain, and I know that the largest increase in mass occurs during the last trimester of a pregnancy for humans:

A brief reminder that Sophie Hunter reportedly gave birth on the 1st of June, so 10 days after the pics on the right were taken in London.

“There is just a ton of people that spend hours; tens, dozens, hundreds of hours analyzing all these photos of whether or not she’s pregnant.”

Anna: Actually no. @benedicts-third-testicle created the bump comparisons once, and then every other Skeptic kept using the same bump comparisons (that have still not been convincingly debunked by anyone) over the past 4 and a half years.

Speaking as one of the most active Skeptics on the platform, I’d say it rarely takes longer than 15 minutes per day (on an average) to update these blogs.

#crazydaysandnights #enty

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teenhealthresource · 5 years

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My Endometriosis Story

Endometriosis is a condition in which tissue that normally grows in the uterus begins to grow elsewhere in the body, causing infertility and pain throughout the menstrual cycle. One out of ten women suffer from this chronic illness, and there is currently no cure.

When I was fourteen, my period began getting really painful. Over the course of a few months, my cramps and bleeding were becoming progressively worse. By October, the pain was causing me to miss school even when I wasn’t on my period.

Around November, my mom took me to my first gynecologist appointment. I told my doctor my symptoms and family history, and she became really concerned about endometriosis. This condition can only be diagnosed through a surgery called a laparoscopy, but she didn’t want to perform it on me because I was only fifteen at the time. Instead, she offered me a choice between prescription pain medication and hormonal birth control pills. I didn’t want to take the pain medication and my mom didn’t want me on birth control because I was seeing someone at the time, so I left the office with nothing.

A few months later, my cramps were getting even worse. I called my gynecologist, and she set up a pelvic ultrasound to check for ovarian cysts. In preparation for the procedure, I was asked to drink thirty-something ounces of water an hour in advance of my appointment. I tried to do as they asked, but I felt like my bladder was going to burst after about twenty ounces. I was in so much pain that the ultrasound tech got me in for my appointment early. As she was performing the ultrasound, I started crying because my pelvic area hurt so badly from the pressure of the wand. Ultrasound techs are usually very good at hiding their emotions/reactions in front of patients, but she was giving me sympathetic looks throughout the entire procedure.

My ultrasound showed that I had one cyst on my ovary, but my doctor said that it was normal because my body was preparing for ovulation. She offered me pain medication and birth control once again, but I declined both and left the office with nothing once more.

In July of that same year, I began having health issues unrelated to my menstrual cycle. Because of that, I lost a lot of weight and my period stopped. I went months without a period, and I felt normal for the first time in a year.

My period finally returned in January. At first, it seemed relatively normal— my cramps weren’t debilitating, and I wasn’t bleeding heavily. However, the pain began to return over the course of the next few months. By March, my periods were just as bad as ever. I went a few months with this pain until things took a turn for the worst in June.

My period in June was the worst I’ve ever had. On the first day of my period, I had completely debilitating cramps. I spent three hours on the couch crying, unable to walk, popping Midol, and trying not to throw up from the excruciating pain. During that time, I promised myself that I would never go through this again. I called my gynecologist and set up an appointment for the following week.

When I explained my latest health issues and symptoms to my doctor, she became extremely concerned about the possibility that I had endometriosis. She still didn’t want to perform a laparoscopy to officially diagnose it because I’m only sixteen, but she insisted that we had to do something about it. Pain medication wasn’t working to ease my symptoms anymore, so she offered me birth control pills once again. This time, my mom agreed to let me take it.

My doctor prescribed me a generic version of Minastrin 24 Fe, a medium-dose combination birth control pill. For those who don’t know what a combination pill is, it is a pill that contains both synthetic estrogen and progesterone. These hormones help level out hormone levels throughout the menstrual cycle to prevent ovulation. The benefits of this pill includes the following: prevention of pregnancy, lighter and shorter periods, reduction of acne, and treatment of conditions such as endometriosis and polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS).

For my specific pill, I take twenty-four active pills (pills with hormones) and four placebo pills (reminder pills without hormones). The active pills will deliver hormones into my body to prevent ovulation. The placebo pills act as a reminder to take my pill every day, and I will get my period for this time. According to research, most people with periods who use this pill have periods that last three days or less.

I was very concerned about the possible side effects of the pill, specifically nausea/vomiting and worsening of mood (ex: depression). However, I’ve been on the pill for two days now, and I haven’t had any nausea or depression so far. On my first day, I was drowsy, didn’t have much of an appetite, and had a headache all day, but this was likely because I took my birth control at the same time as my anti-anxiety medication. I’m currently on my second day of the pill, and I’m not having those side effects at all.

As a sixteen-year-old, I know how daunting it can be to put artificial hormones in your body as a teenager. For anyone who is considering going on the pill for any reason, I’ll be updating how I’m doing on this specific pill and how it’s affecting my endometriosis.

Sincerely,

Taylor Grace

#endo #endometriosis #reproductive health #women’s helth #teen health #birth control #birth control pill #the pill #hormonal birth control #teen endometriosis #teen reproductive health

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bts-reacts · 5 years

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Where I've Been the Past Couple Days

Hello guys! Now I don't post too many personal things here, but this is something I didn't know and it almost cost my life

As a young woman, I thought UTIs were something that was very common among girls my age because we don't quite know how to take care of our "down there" hygiene, don't know how to clean up after sex, etc. Well turns out I was wrong. If you let a UTI go on for too long it can make the infection spread to higher places like your bladder or your kidneys. Fun fact: the infection can spread to other places like your lungs 🙃

Because I didn't think a uti was a big deal, I let it go on for 2 weeks, had the infection spread, spent the past 3 days in the ICU, and during my initial visit to the er I actually passed out and was unresponsive enough for them to call a code on me.

So yeah kids. If something seems minor and like you can take care of it at home, go to the doctor in case because it could be a major infection that will cause you hell 🙃🙃

This has been my public service announcement

~Admin Red

***EDIT

I was discharged this morning so I'm perfectly fine now! I just figured I should get that out there because no one ever told me that a UTI could result in things like that, so I figured I would try to help anyone else who gets them regularly like I do to realize the dangers of them. Part of my condition was an allergic reaction to some medicine I was taking as well so it was just two "minor" things that resulted in me almost... Well ya know. I didn't know how serious my situation was until I was discharged and my mom told me what happened the first night I was there because all I remember about that night was arriving in the hospital and passing out after about an hour. The rest is a blur, I don't even remember the pain of getting three IVs injected into my arms and one into my neck.

I am kind of grateful for this situation happening because it will help me improve as a writer for certain experiences because I went through it.

BONUS: I sassed the doctors the whole fucking time tho. I might have been dying but I do remember sassing the doctor when she said she had to put an IV in my neck, when I literally filled an entire vomit bag, and when I was getting transferred to ICU. I don't remember the pain of being stuck but I remember a nurse tilting my bed upside down and wiping my neck off. When I asked if she was putting an IV in and she said yes I go "oh yaaaaaaaaay." Even on death's door ya girl still jokes✌️

***EDIT 2

They found a 1-1.5 cm cyst on my left ovary while I was in the hospital and they asked me to get it checked up on. For those of you who don’t know, many young women get one during their “time of the month” due to the weird up and down hormones young women get. Anyway, because I was on my time atm when they first found it, they scheduled an ultrasound to see if it was still there when I wasn’t during that time. I still have it. I’ve been told it’s not something extremely serious to be worried about, but it could be the reason for my sudden weight gain last year. I kept a steady weight for most of my life, only losing 3 lbs when I tried to lose weight, and suddenly I gained 30 lbs within 6 months without majorly changing my diet or workout routine. Initially I thought it was from my hypothyroidism, but ovarian cysts can also cause that. I’ll try to keep y’all updated on my health because damn has it gone downhill over the past couple years.

***EDIT 3

I have had two different appointments with a gynecologist since then and the cyst is still on my ovary. They had a hard time finding the right one to check if there was one there, but we still know that it’s on my left. My first appointment, I got the ultrasound because apparently we need to test something 3 different times to see if it’s there even though it’s been there every time we’ve tested but was unable to talk to the doctor because some lady started having her baby. During the next appointment he said that it’s still there so I am now going to be on two birth controls, one for birth control purposes and one for fixing cyst purposes. I was told to call him if the pain from the cyst ever gets any worse. I’ve only been on medicine for almost two months, but I feel like I should call the doctor. I’ve gotten my period, including what started today AFTER IT ENDED LAST WEEK, 4 times since I started my medicine. It happens every other week for about 5 days and the pain on my left side is slowly getting worse every time.

On a bright note I haven’t had a single hint of a uti since I went into the hospital and actually take care of myself now.

#admin red #i'm covered in spots from being poked and tested #i had 4 ivs in me #one was in my neck #it's been almost a month since I was discharge from the hospital and one of my coworkers still asks me if I'm doing ok #for edit 3 I honestly forget about that night I almost died #my mom showed me a picture she took of me while I was in icu #she said that she didn't post it to facebook instead she wanted it as something to keep for herself #i looked so swollen and pitiful #still doesn't feel like something that was icu worthy #i felt fine like legit had a 0 on the pain scale the whole time #minus the stupid iv that was put it a little wrong and hurt everytime a nurse moved it to change a bag #i never #ever #want to voluntarily go into the hospital ever again #did I mention I drove myself there #and by midnight I was unable to walk or keep my eyes open

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marieclune · 5 years

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November Health Update

Friends and Family,

I have been thinking about whether I would share a recent health update on Facebook/social media and I have decided I would because I feel it is so important to educate and spread awareness. I have always shared updates about my chronic illnesses here to keep my family posted, but also to educate as many people as possible since so many people don’t understand anything about chronic illness and how it impacts someone’s life. I’ve always known people may pass judgement as a result of these posts, but I feel a deep responsibility to speak out since I am one of the lucky ones.

There was a time, about five years ago or so, when the doctors were telling me I would never lead a normal life and I should apply for disability. They were prescribing invasive medication and recommending surgeries left and right, making it obvious they really had no idea what was going on or how to “fix” me. I was 19 years old. I had big goals for my life and I wasn’t willing to give up. Thankfully, I had great medical insurance and support from my family and I was able to look into alternate, more natural methods to cope with these illnesses. These natural methods are why I am able to function so well today and live life fully. Again, I am one of the lucky ones. Most people dealing with chronic illnesses don’t have access to the resources I did and I am grateful every day.

As most of you know, today I live in Jersey City and I work in Manhattan. I found a job with a company I really love this year and a role that makes me excited to go to work. I do life with the love of my life and the best person I know, Devin, and I have the cutest cat in the world. I have met amazing people since I moved to this area and I am sure many will be lifetime friends. I truly have a blessed life and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

This year, however, I was also diagnosed with a new condition, Intracranial Hypertension. I had been having the symptoms for years and yet again, doctors could not figure it out and were throwing pills at me. My pain levels became excruciating daily at the end of 2017 and through most of 2018 and I became determined to get answers. All of this led to a weekend in the ICU with a fantastic neurologist who was also determined to find the answer, and he did.

I am getting to my point...

Following this diagnosis, I have had to make several adjustments. I have to take medicine every 12 hours, almost exactly, to manage the pressure and pain. This medicine is hard on my stomach, so I have had to go back to a more limited diet. The medicine also makes me even more tired than I was before, so I prioritize eight hours of sleep a night and rarely make exceptions. I have good days and bad days, but there are more good than bad days now. Finally, and most importantly to this post, I am unable to take birth control pills because they exacerbate my condition.

Most people who are close to me know that I was diagnosed with a genetic condition, Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, at 12 years old and very soon after that decided I would not be having biological kids. When I was this young, my thought process was simple. If the condition is genetic, I don’t want to pass it along. I hadn’t even gone through the worst of my health issues at this time, but I still didn’t think it would be fair to pass it down to a child.

Fast forward 5-10 years later, and I had never had the desire to have biological children, and my health was always a major concern. Looking back, I made the decision not to have children very early on and was at peace with it, but when I was 19, the decision was really cemented. I was a freshman in college and I had to drop out because I was so ill. I was in and out of the hospital for a year or so and had a few near-death experiences. I knew that I would never, in a million years, wish this on my worst enemy, let alone an innocent child. If there was any chance my child would be sick like I was, I wasn’t taking the risk. Not to mention, my life would be in danger during a pregnancy because of my health issues. Intracranial hypertension was just one more diagnosis, one more reason I knew I had made the right decision early on.

On November 29th, 2018, I will be having my Fallopian tubes removed (permanent sterilization) in Richmond, VA. It has been a challenging journey over the years to explain my reasoning for this surgery to doctors and friends and family and receive reactions like, “You are too young to make that decision”. I kept asking every year at the gynecologist, but I knew this surgery likely wouldn’t happen until I was closer to 30 and I was okay with that because I could take birth control. In light of my new diagnosis and the fact I could no longer use birth control, I knew I had to find a doctor who would listen to me, listen to my story, and trust that I knew what was best for myself and my body, even if I am young. I am so grateful to have found this doctor at Virginia Women’s Center.

There are a few people who have been instrumental in this process and I could not have done it without their support. Fighting health battles is exhausting and these people kept me going. My mother has been my biggest advocate since Day 1, and she fought to find answers when I was young which led to my Ehlers Danlos diagnosis. My mom has been by my side through every sick day, new diagnosis, everything, whether she is right next to me or we are hours away from each other. My mom came to the doctor’s appointment in Richmond this fall to support me and provide background information that supported the fact I was 100% sure I wanted this surgery. I will also be staying with her after the surgery and through December as I have follow ups. My Papa, mom’s dad, has also been extremely supportive over the years and with this situation.

Devin is the most amazing man and has loved me so well and unconditionally over the past few years that we have known each other and dated. This situation has been no different. I told him about this when we first started dating and he has always been on board and in agreement. He has taken care of me almost as much as my mother at this point during flare ups at home or when I need to go to the hospital. Devin’s mom has also been one of my biggest supporters with this situation and in general as she understands chronic illness on a personal level.

I am posting this knowing that this is a controversial topic and there will be varying reactions. These reactions will range from full support to thinking that this is absolutely wrong and I shouldn’t be doing it. You probably have questions, like:

What does Devin really think?

What if you change your mind?

Why are you having your Fallopian tubes removed and not “tied”?

What are the side effects of the surgery?

I invite you to ask me these questions in a private message if you have them as I truly aim to educate. For the past few years, I have felt I am not in control of my body, future, or health because I am young and female. Doctors and people I don’t know very well have told me countless times that I will change my mind. It has been frustrating and depressing, but I continued to advocate for myself and my health and happiness anyway.

I want anyone who reads this far to come away with a few thoughts:

- Chronic illness is a daily fight and you do not understand unless you go through it or are around it constantly.

- Women have the right to decide what to do with our bodies and reproductive systems. Period.

- Don’t write someone off because they are young. Listen to them and their story, listen to their view of the world, and gain a new perspective.

- Be your own advocate with EVERYTHING- health, career, happiness. You know yourself better than any other human in the world. Trust yourself and find your happiness. It can be exhausting, and it usually seems so much easier to just give up and take no for an answer. Don’t give up. Keep fighting another day, then another, then another. Stand up for yourself even if others won’t. You will be amazed what can happen.

I hope this helps open minds and educate. I am always happy to chat about any questions you have regarding chronic illness or this specific surgery/decision. Thank you for reading.

Xoxo,

Marie

#chronicilllness #chronically ill #ehlers danlos syndrome #intracranial hypertension #gastroparesis #permanent sterilization #health

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scentedrunawayshark · 4 years

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Coronavirus Impacts on Pregnancy: COVID-19 Precautions

Last update on 26th-July-2020

COVID-19 is a NEW ‘flu-type’ respiratory disease. We emphasize the word ‘new’ because biologists and epidemiologists worldwide are still investigating the virus and how it spreads. Despite the enormous strides made in research techniques (the use of AI, for example), the development of a new and ‘COVID-19 specific’ antiviral drug will take time.

Meanwhile, there are personal concerns: how do I best protect myself and my loved ones from infection? Secondly: What should I do to minimize the risk of infecting others in my family AND the community?

AND among women, there is a specific group, those hoping to become pregnant, those who are pregnant, and those with newborns breastfeeding.

Any period of ‘uncertainty’ leads to speculation, particularly with matters of health and family. There are, sadly, always those who seek to profit financially or otherwise from ‘uncertainty’ and often use ‘social media’ and distorted ‘facts’ to do so.

In this article, we address some of your greatest concerns in the form of a Q&A about the impact of Coronavirus on pregnant women.

The questions are yours!

The answers come from information from accredited sources like the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), The American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists and the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists (London, UK).

1. What impact does COVID-19/Coronavirus have on pregnant women?

When pregnant women become infected with COVID-19, they are more likely to need to be admitted to the hospital and to need help with breathing (ventilator) than COVID-19 infected women who aren’t pregnant.

Additionally, if you have a chronic or underlying condition, such as diabetes or asthma, you are likely to be more affected. Contact your physician if your recovery if you feel that your symptoms are worsening.

Typical COVID-19 symptoms are

Fever (high temperature)

New (dry) cough

Shortness of breath

It is not yet clear to what extent individuals are affected: a large majority of (pregnant) women will experience only mild or moderate cold/flu symptoms.

The risk of passing the infection to a fetus appears to be low. There is no evidence of fetal malformations or effects caused by the mother having COVID-19.

If a woman infects with a high fever during the first trimester, it’s safest to use acetaminophen to lower temperature to avoid risk to the developing fetus.

2. What can I do to reduce the risk of being infected by COVID‑19?

Regular and effective handwashing is the most effective way to limit the spread of COVID-19.

It’s vital to practice excellent hand hygiene by frequently washing hands with soap and water for 20 seconds. Avoid touching your face, especially your eyes, mouth, and nose.

All members of your household should wash their hands, especially after being out in public, after blowing your nose, coughing, sneezing, and using the bathroom.

Clean and disinfect your home to remove germs. Pay particular attention to frequently touched surfaces, e.g., food preparation areas, tables, desks, doorknobs, light switches, handles, toilets, faucets. Don’t forget to clean cell phones and computer keyboards!

3. What should I do if I think I have COVID-19?

In short: –

Stay at home

Check-in with your physician

Call your physician if the symptoms do not improve within 72 hours (3 days) or immediately if there is a worsening (for example, you have difficulty breathing). NOTE: – Always call ahead of a visit to the Doctor’s office or ER. Tell them your symptoms – they will tell you what to do.

The COVID-19 test should not cost you any money. But please contact your Health Insurance Company to clarify before any treatment.

4. What should I do if I test positive for Coronavirus during pregnancy?

If you test positive for COVID-19, make sure that your Drs. and pediatricians know your diagnosis.

If you have no or mild symptoms, recover at home (self-isolate) SEE Q 5

If you have severe symptoms, you may require hospitalization

5. What should I do if asked to SELF ISOLATE?

Anyone advised to ‘self-isolate’ should stay indoors and avoid contact with others for 7 days. If you live with other people, they should remain at home for at least 14 days (instructions on the point vary from state to state). For more information on SELF ISOLATION, see our article Self Isolation, Social Distancing, and YOU.

6. What effect will Coronavirus have on my baby?

Because this is a very new (NOVEL) virus, scientists are still building up a picture. Growing research suggests that the Coronavirus can be passed to an unborn baby by a pregnant mother. Researchers https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/need-extra-precautions/pregnancy-breastfeeding.html also say there may be an increased risk of adverse pregnancy outcomes, such as preterm birth, among pregnant people with COVID-19. Therefore, if you are pregnant, be mindful about reducing your risk of getting sick. SEE Q8

7. Should I plan for a home birth due to the Coronavirus scare?

Home birth is a choice based on your preferences and the advice of your physician. As a precautionary approach, pregnant women with suspected or confirmed COVID-19 when they go into labor are advised to attend an obstetric unit for birth, where they can closely monitor your health.

8. Could I pass Coronavirus to my baby?

New research says that transmission of Coronavirus from a pregnant mother to an unborn baby is possible. Investigators in Italy conducted a study with 31 pregnant women hospitalized with COVID-19. They found the virus in an at-term placenta, umbilical cord, the vagina of one woman, and in breast milk. Only two of the 31 newborn children tested positive for COVID-19, making fetal infection relatively rare. Those two children quickly recovered from the virus.

So, YES. You might pass the Coronavirus to your baby if you are affected by it.

Some final advice

Always call your Doctor’s office (or ER) before visiting and wear a mask on arrival

Avoid public transport

Carry antiseptic (alcohol-based) wipes for use after touching frequently used surfaces such as door handles or lift buttons

MAINTAIN a SOCIAL DISTANCE (6 feet, 2 meters) between you and others.

And remember

A SHRUG AND AN APOLOGETIC SMILE are almost a good as a handshake – and MUCH SAFER!

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