Hello, it's been a while since I did a rant. But WARNING for gross medical things:
SO it turns out my old nemesis the ovarian cysts have plagued me again. I found out about three weeks ago when a weird pain wouldn't leave my pelvis and went to urgent care and they suggested a CT scan. ONLY! for my insurance to deny me cuz they think I needed more probable cause for one so my doctor just recommended I go to the ER (which ironically is way more expensive for insurance to pay for than a simple CT scan but they did it to themselves lol).
Turns out I have cysts on BOTH of my ovaries FUN. But the left one is very concerningly big and probably needs to be removed but I can only do so by getting an approval of an OBGYN. So after finding one and waiting for my blood tests to come back so she can determine if she can surgically remove it--
YESTERDAY I had a SUDDEN AND SEVERE pain that hit me. I was at a solid 10 on that pain scale and vomiting and sweating so I drove myself to the ER again for the second time in two weeks. Frustratingly, the MALE doctor came back and was just like "well it looks like while we were doing your ultrasound you weren't consistently experiencing pain" which I was ready to bite his head off because let me tell you. While I was laying stretched out letting them do the ultrasound I was in the worst pain the ENTIRE time. And it was not a short ultrasound. It lasted over 20 mins and even after they asked me if I could survive sitting through the vaginal ultrasound after which would be another 25 mins. And those are painful just for the stick poking around in your yoohoo alone. I begged for pain relievers and when I described it they were like "oh that's labor level pains"
SO Mr. I don't have a Uterus doctor, DON'T TELL ME that your machine says I wasn't in pain. He even hit me with a "well I don't know what your pain tolerance is" as if to minimize or make me feel like I was overblowing what I was feeling. Like, fuck that guy. But because technically the imaging showed that the cysts haven't ruptured or caused my ovaries to twist it was considered "non emergent" and so the just gave me painkillers and then sent me home and reiterated that the only way I could get it removed at this point was to beg my OBGYN and convince her it was an emergency. In the meantime it was "oh you'll have to live with LABOR LIKE PAINS 24/7 until they let you have surgery." In the meantime they said I should only return to the ER after I've took all my pain meds and my pain doesn't improve OR if something worse happens. like a rupture.
WHICH btw are the exact same symptoms I have today so I was like how will I know cuz I can't imagine a worse pain than this one to which they were like "shrug"
I was in tears. Oh but it gets EVEN BETTER. Called my OBGYN this morning and she said my blood tests came back and that unfortunately they detected higher than usual levels of cancer markers in the cyst so that means she can't surgically remove them for me, she has to foist me to an Oncologist so THEY can remove it. She tries to say it doesn't necessarily MEAN cancer but hnnnnnggg that does not help with my anxiety at the moment.
Now calling the Oncologist to make an appointment today was a whole ordeal itself cuz their system kept going to voicemail so I had to call all the departments until they finally let me through but I had to run back to the hospital to try to get my Ultrasound discs for them. But even then they were like "your appointment isn't until next Wednesday" because THATS when the doctor meanders into work. So I'm like OH so like, in the meantime what if something happens??? And they're like well you gotta call back your OBGYN to see if you have other options. Which turns out she is also out. Until Tuesday. So I'm like. Guess I'll die then!
I don't even want kids!!! These ovaries have caused me nothing but trouble!!! Please rip them from my body!!
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stillwater's russian name being "whirlpool" another more reason i must depict farkhad with wavy hair that curls more when wet. the spiral... the spiral, the spiral, the spiral... 🐚🌀
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eddie was in the sandbox when the chicken finds him. it coasted down from who knows where and landed next to him with a small cluck. he was oh so small, but the chicken wasnt much bigger, full grown but not full sized. being all of two or so he went "fluffy!" the chicken sniffed, if chickens could sniff, and stated that her name is primrose. shes a cautious thing, a voice of wisdom. one that eddie needs with his wild energy. but also very, as eddie said, fluffy. perfect for warm hugs and an afternoon nap. and oh how eddie needs that comfort far too soon. as far too soon his home is gone and hes moves to hawkins...
steve never had much comfort, his parents never were the... best. he never knew a day without smaug though, maybe that was a part of his parents distance? they saw steve as the perfect solution, a bandaid to their failing marriage. and well, people didnt see snake daemons as perfect. but it didnt matter to steve, he had a friend and a confidant. someone he could whisper secrets to. someone who would hold those secrets tight and guard them. and who also whispered back, stories and tales, a loyal friend in the night.
eddie felt small in hawkins. people laughed at primrose and they laughed at him too. she would curl up on his chest at night and cluck soothingly. he was smaller than everyone else and primrose told him that it was alright, everyone went at their own speed and chickens always protected their own. they would fight desperately, but it was always okay to run back to the safety of the coop. eddie felt loved when primrose preened his hair, felt that it was okay to be different.
steve always had a snake curled around his left wrist, smaug watched lazily as he took notes and curled up on the bench as he played basketball. his friends used to ask how he got stuck with a snake, why he let it cling to him. but he didn't cling, smaug anchored him. kept him afloat all those years. held him close and how steve needed to be held close. a constant presence, a little unusual and definitely not the norm. but he didnt care.
eddie got even more dumbass comments about having a chicken daemon in high school. eddie the coward, always running. eddie and his chicken, the perfect pair. regardless, eddie loved his chicken as it snuggled close and kept him warm. a constant reminder that he wasnt alone.
steve heard dustin go on and on about his fast talking dm and his dramatics and flair. how he would set something up and lure them in. and steve could tell that dustin loved this guy, another important figure in his life, and how that stung at first. but also... steve knew he wasnt at school anymore... and anyone looking out for his twerps was a good thing. even if it was eddie and his chicken.
eddie rolled his eyes as dustin kept talking about steve this and that. how he was picking him up after the session. how he helped study, even if it was just by providing a quiet space and support. how he helped lucas practice basketball before tryouts. ugh. but it wasnt until dustin rattled off another story about how steve could be such a mother hen that eddies annoyance turned to curiosity. he always had thought that steves snake had been kind of metal.
steve sees eddie in the boathouse, eating cereal and holding some out to his daemon. primrose nestled tight, almost as if she was weighing eddie down and keeping him anchored.
eddie watches steve drive, his snake curled tight around his wrist. a constant pressure, holding steve together even though eddie can see cracks.
they watch each other and see a reflection of themselves.
their daemons look at each other and see home.
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“I’m a dog person.” Well CLEARLY you haven’t had a mental breakdown and scurried to your cat like Icarus towards the last hope of sun’s divinity sobbing pathetically and gave your cat a forehead kiss to finally feel the bliss that ceases the commotions of agony to a love that is familiar, familial beyond your understanding of humanity separated from Mother Nature and onto the connections and roots of sentience itself that she herself has made for this exact moment
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examining how my life has gotten worse in the past six months by all metrics except that i wear my hair curly now. *faint cheer*
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His voice made the ether ripple magically; the pattern of it could be seen all around them, curling in strange wave patterns into diminishing spirals and out to infinity.
"Incarnations of Immortality: And Eternity" - Piers Anthony
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