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xkao · 2 days
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i am so tired. physically. i don’t know how im supposed to function when my entire body aches and feels like it’s on fire. i just want to sleep but my body won’t let me.
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family-oddity · 16 days
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crystem · 7 months
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Help out a struggling intersex girl?
The NHS will prescribe utrogestan to perisex women for reasons caused by low progesterone such as fatique, night sweats, suicidal ideation increase, and more. Yet, when this comes to intersex women, they refuse to offer the same prescription on the NHS forcing the intersex woman to go private, even when it is medically necessary for the intersex woman. - it's a discriminatory practise.
So... help an intersex girl out so she CAN get necessary medication privately?
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cyber-therian · 17 days
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i am so so so so so upset right now. my joint problems make me feel like such a failure and i know its ridiculous but fuck.
my hand is stiffening up as i type this, but i have to keep typing because i cant speak the way i want to irl, and i cant cry because being on T limits my ability to by a lot. if i stop typing, i can’t communicate. im scared im sad im lost i feel alone.. and no doctor is going to take me seriously. ive had these problems since i was a kid. somehow i was even convinced for most of my life that i was making it all up.
fuck this able-bodied, neurotypical-centric world.
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thesicklycowboy · 9 months
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Why's setting up a doctor's visit to try and get diagnosed for a chronic illness feel like putting a gun in your mouth?
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bloodanddiscoballs · 9 months
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I don't care if this is cruel. I want my awful awful mother to have to deal with my chronic pain for a month. I want her to feel the crippling pain I have to power through every fucking second of every day. I need her to feel it. Just once. I'm so fucking SICK of her saying I don't try and that all I do is lay in bed all day as if I don't already know that. Me not offing myself if fucking trying. Every day I don't give up even when things are so fucking unbearable. Oh but because I'm not "bothering" to try fucking acupuncture or some ozone therapy because I cannot fucking drive and when I do I want to cry, I'm a loser who doesn't try. And now she's yelling at me for wanting to increase my meds again so that maybe MAYBE I can actually do those appointments. And when I finally snap and scream about how I'm barely hanging on all she hears is me cursing. Not the fact that I am desperately trying not to kill myself. And then! THEN!!!!! She decides after my vent that this is a good time to go on and on about how useless I am. And then she dares to wonder why I don't talk about what I'm going through.
I want her to suffer with my pain just to have her know for a fucking second what I go through. But it'll never happen. And she will never not be awful. She will never step outside of herself and bother to hear or care about me. Ever. She never has and she never ever will.
I'm so so tired. I'm so tired of it being impossible and when I try to seek a way to make it better I'm just some idiot. I'm serious if my doc doesn't help me Thursday I really really don't know what I'm gonna do.
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squeesquoo · 13 days
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And so the truth is finally out. Thank you all so much for all of your support in the past year. It feels good to finally get this off my chest and out in the open 💕
For those who don't know, I was injured in a fall caused by said king size bed last year, resulting in the dislocation of my knee and an eventual pulmonary embolism (blood clot) in my leg, which then spread up to my lung. I am still in recovery.
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purgatory2 · 1 month
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i dislike how long it takes for doctors appointments to happen,, i am struggling, just diagnose me and treat me pls i've been to like 6 recently and they still don't know whats going on😓
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cripplerage · 10 months
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I get this thing where I can't move and I don't know which symptom it would be classed under.
Like the most common experience of it goes like:
I start feeling pretty foggy, slow, I generally start intensely staring at a random point in the room by accident. Feels kind of like dissociating or being half asleep. Suddenly I realise that the only thing at all I can move is when I blink. I can't even move my eyeballs to change what I'm staring at. I'm just fully stuck, unable to communicate (unless someone remembers our "blink once for yes, twice for no" agreement but they generally forget).
Eventually, I get just enough physical freedom to start forcefully getting my body to move. I start with moving my eyeballs a bit or moving one of my index fingers. I move my mouth enough to communicate a bit, but it feels very stiff still. I partially clench and unclench each hand, lift each arm a bit, wiggle my toes, etc. I have to manually wake up every part of my body and even once that's done, it's still very hard to move anything for probably like, the next hour? I usually just go straight to bed because there's not much else to do.
I'm used to it. Not to say that it doesn't bother me, but I'm not panicked or anything. And I am going to describe it to the doctor I just don't get to see one very regularly.
But I am curious if anyone else gets this? I can't tell if this is more of a mental issue, like dissociation, or a physical one. I have a lot of symptoms that suggest that my brain may not be getting enough oxygen so maybe that's part of it? Idk. I'm just tired.
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family-oddity · 5 months
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midnight-fox-boy · 4 months
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I'm so exhausted.
My last doctor did not take my hypoglycemic episodes seriously. She just kept telling me to "eat more", even when I tried to explain to her that I even sometimes had huge drops in my blood sugar 2-3 hours after eating. Every damn time I tried to bring it up again. Even when I was proud of myself for getting myself to consistently eat another meal a day, that wasn't good enough for her to take it seriously.
I'm so fucking thankful my new doctor is taking it seriously and is going to try and help figure out wtf is going on. Because it's happening more and more frequently... Every day lately.
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cyber-therian · 2 months
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i woke up 5 mins late bcs i forgot to set my alarm. i totally could have quickly gotten ready and went to school. but i didnt. i just laid there in my bed. it didn’t seem worth the energy to try today.
and that scares me. why couldn’t i muster that? why did it take me so long to process? now i have to stay late on wednesday because i missed a test.
why did i choose to put myself in this situation? why do i have no energy? why are the most basic tasks suddenly so overwhelming that id rather just miss a day of school?
i feel like i must really need help, but what do i ask for? who do i ask? will they even care? will i let myself show that struggle to them or will i mask it?
im missing out on so much lately; because i dont have the mental or physical energy to to do more than a few things. i feel defeated, depressed, hopeless.
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ashtraysystem · 4 months
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I've been ticcing like hell all day to the point of frustrated tears, so i asked my mom if i could take some of her gabapentin (which ive taken before)
im probably gonna ask my doc if they can perscribe me some so that i actually have some whenever i need it or something. idk yet i just know it helps a lot with my chronic pain and my tics.
im working on getting a new doc bc i dont trust my current doc, so the earliest i can do anything is february 22nd or something.
i just get so done and frustrated with being in pain and being so ticcy that i cant breathe. i literally couldnt even give a nonverbal hello to my friend across the room bc i was ticcing so bad. aarrghh its just *strangles my tourettes*
existence has been extremely frustrating lately, and not in the ways im used to. im used to the every day bullshit of life, but when its shit like this thats very internal, very much like "there is no physical evidence of your experience" and its so unique to me that i cant complain about it and have people understand, i dont know how to handle that.
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thesicklycowboy · 2 months
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Why do I feel the need to destroy my body further to cope with it falling apart?
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If its not self harm its self neglect. Or hell self harm disguised as self soothing like when I smoke. Pretending my asthma isnt worsening and triggered everytime I do so
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soybeaniez · 1 year
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Psych ward drawing! I did this while in a psych ward! :)
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squeesquoo · 2 months
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Made this last night, because I was feeling a bit off about my leg again... its a vent, but also a bit of practice lol
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