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(Different Anon here, I hear we're sending in fan fics, feel free to post if you want.)
“Dr. Pines, I was wondering if you can tell me about yourself” Dr. Oleander was leaning against the counter in her office. On the examination table sat a man she's only known for the past months. He was first brought to her with injuries so severe she was amazed that he was still able to move. She was worried for the man and asked him to make follow up appointments at least once a month so she can monitor him. For the most part he was good On his word but there we times he ether cut it close to this appointment time or did both showing up at all.
The next time they would meet he would he would express his deep apologies but his “Muse” didn't see the point to the more frequent doctor visits, after all he hasn't been to a doctor in over 25 after all. He only allowed the first after his “Muse” grew tired of him vomiting blood everywhere, and wasn't able to move after intense abdominal pains, as if they were the man's fault. After the second visit (the follow up to make sure the medication was working) they grew close and bonded over there love of science. And then on the third visit the man gave her a dead mouse as a token of his appreciation. As disturbing as it was it was endearing, and it reminded of her cat, Calamari, if it were any other patient she would be highly concerned for sure, but what little she did know about him she knew it was the only way he knew how to express affection. In short his life was more concerning then the dead animals he gave her. She desperately wanted him to seek mental help for his trama but he adamantly denied it saying nothings wrong and if he did he deserves it and how he should be grateful that his muse is merciful for putting up with his past problems.
She thought long and hard, if she were to help him she would have to get creative and probably break a few HIPAA violations. So after a few more visits to regain his trust she decided it was time. He was the last appointment of the day and asked if he could stay longer she told him it was to help fill in his medical charts and to record data, and promised him a lollipop for his help. These were two things he couldn't resist the promise of scientific research and food.
He looked At her confused with a lollipop pop in his mouth. She asked again, “Dr.Pines? Could you please tell me some more about you.”
To Ford what was originally routine physical Examination and quality time with someone he could trust, was turning well off. His Doctor had already been aware of himself, a man mid 60s he thinks it was hard to keep track of time in the bubble and time flew when he was with his beloved muse. He loved science and had an interest in biology, with a particular interest in lepidoptery (the study of moths.) And more importantly he did everything for his muse. He lives and breathes for the sake of him, he loved him and In return Ford knew he was special to his muse, and that made it all worth it.
“Dr. Pines I know this is difficult but I need this information for your chart.” The doctor continued. “Please start from the beginning, your childhood, if you would be so kind.”
The beginning. He didn't like thinking about any time before he came to his senses with his muse. To him they were the dark times, without the guiding light of his muse how did he even manage to live before his muse.
What was there to say really? He was born to an ex-concrete pourer turned pawn shop owner, and a pathological liar who made a career of being a fake phone psychic. He had 2 brothers, one older and one younger. The Doctor already knew about the younger one Stanley, his twin and the only one he had been in contact with post muse. They lived in a small beach town in Jersey. He was born a freak and was bullied all throughout his adolescent years, for it.
Then there was static. Then the next thing he remembers he was at college. He couldn't remember why he went to Backupsmore but he did and met a man he could call his friend. Fiddleford, he was a genius mechanical engineer, you name it he could build it. He supposed That was the reason Ford called him up one day to help him with a project. Again static.
It was a few years After his graduation he moved to a small town in Oregon. He spent many days hiking the surrounding woods in search of answers to the strange and unusual. One day he found it. From the paintings on a cave wall he found a way to summon a being from another dimension, the beings name was Bill, Stanford’s Muse, the light of his life, his shining star, beacon of hope, his lord and master. He informed Ford that there was a way to bridge his lowly inferior world to that of a gods'. And like the loyal man he was he got to work straight away. He called up friend who was squandering his potential with what he called a computermajig, a waste of time Ford thought.
The beginning stages were wonderful. His Muse, was lead them on the path of greatness, and with the aid of a friend the impossible was possible. That was until it all went…. More static filled the events that transpired on that day. He didn't like thinking about it to begin with. the day he-he… The thought alone brought him great shame to begin with, he hated that he once resisted… only flashes of anger, Betrayal, hurt, pain… an unbelievable amount of pain… he deserved everything second of it, after all he went against His muse. It was a rough 5 years. Most of it was spent chained up, starved, and severely dehydrated. More static. But in the end it was okay, thanks to his muse steering him on the correct path. How foolishly he was. After an eternity alone in a small dark room, his muse finally came and rescued him. He reward Stanford with his first meal in weeks and water life saving water he lovingly put more minerals in for him.(in reality the meal was nothing more then a dead rat and gutter water) He was always looking out for him even when he new he shouldn't have deserved it. But his Muse found it in his heart to forgive him so Stanford did the only thing he could think of to thank the being that saved him. He turned on the portal.
In the years since the activation of the portal. Stanford learned to be the perfect pet for his muse. When he was good he was rewarded with Jellybeans, and good dreams that served as revenge fantasies (take that Crampelter, 6 fingers are better then none, who's the Freak now). Sometimes he slips he doesn't mean too of course how could he intentionally do something that angerd his Muse. His Muse would try and correct the behavior, whether it be withholding food or isolation. Ford couldn't stress this enough it was his fault his Muse did this to him in the first place. He needed To be perfect for him, so he could finally recognize his devotion. So for now he'll sleep on a dog bed, eat the scientist Kibble, and attend the dog shows (which always ended badly and he spent the rest of his night sulking in the back of Dr. Oleander’s car.) He would happily do any of that if his Muse required it. He's fine what would a doctor know about this anyway. No one could understand.
Dr. Oleander was starting to regret this tactic. After she asked her patient a rather personal question, she just watched him stare off into space, his eyes devoid of any life. She tried to speak to him again, but nothing registered. It was 30 minutes of intense silence. The best she could do was work on the much need paperwork until her patient came through. It wasn't much longer after her final bit of paperwork was finished when a small voice apologized, thinking he might have dozed off for a second. She lied to him, saying that it was alright she saw how tired he was, and he deserved the sleep. She gave him his prescription and a few more of her lollipops for the road. The man seemed more interested in the sweets then the life-saving medicine. She led him to the front door and offered him a ride back. He politely denied the request, seeing how the weather was pleasant enough for a walk. She wished him the best and gave Him a date and time for their next appointment and reminded him to floss more as per Dr. Ibis instructions. He smiled politely back at her and continued on his way. Once back in the safety of her office, she took down a notebook and scribbled more notes on her patient. At the end of her notes, she put down one more thought like it was a wish to the universe. “I hope Dr. Pines eventually gets the help he needs.”
Maybe it's for the best he didn't actually say anything...
(Poor bby!!! I love ittttt)
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Working in retail and seeing the “wow, small world” scenes play out every week makes me smile….
Wait, I hear a toddler screaming again. Ow my ears.
#boop#i only know retail#i only work retail#someone help me#someone help me make a doctors appointment
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I wanna thank my irl friends who follow me here and also my beloved mutuals as well as followers who still send me kind messages and try to interact with me and my stuff even if I'm bad at doing it myself.
Honestly, things haven't been that great with me lately, so... it means a lot to me. Honestly. <3
#personal#i had to make the tough decision to drop out of school last week#i didn't exactly want it if i'm being completely honest here#but certain stuff was preventing me from getting further so i knew the teachers are gonna ask me to quit over at our teams meeting#i instantly contacted my nurse about my situation. and she got me a doctor's appointment which was yesterday#where i kind of broke down a little. not because she didn't grant me the sick leave i thought i was going to get#after feeling down and sleeping terribly for weeks#but because she actually *got me*. like. she actually listened to me and figured out some stuff and told me that#what i'm going through and what i've been going through for years would make anyone depressed#so i couldn't help but cry a little because yeah. i'm so tired of never being enough no matter how hard i try#because my brain's wired a certain way and it makes me slow and kinda clumsy and inattentive at times#which. you might guess is not ideal at today's work environment. or studying-wise even#so instead of granting me sick leave (she did say we can change that at anytime though) she told me to wait for that phone call#from the unemployment office. which i should be getting tomorrow. or well. later today#and talk to them about this. to see if they can offer some solutions. or if we can figure something out#'cause i'm getting closer to my 40s and not getting anywhere and it's wearing me out and tiring me out#because i clearly can't help myself or change my ways on my own#i managed to get some work last week though. at the local youth house. one shift though but money still#but i haven't been getting those offers a lot during the past few months so it's not enough to support me obviously#so i definitely need something else. and i hope i can get help. that someone could help me#i should finally get tested for adhd next month too. i don't know if i even have it or if it's gonna change anything but#at least i'd know#anyway i needed to get this off my chest. cause i'm kinda crying a little bit even now just thinking about this whole thing#sorry
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im tired. im TIRED of feeling like shit all the time and not being able to fucking Do Anything. i get like 2 weeks of kind of feeling okay and then it's just. weeks and weeks of debilitating bullshit
#everything that's wrong with my has been flaring for over a week now and im at my fucking limit#i hate it. and i don't feel like i can ask for help because all my friends are also struggling#but like. i was daydreaming earlier about having someone to make doctors appointments for me. bc i do not have the energy or brain power#to pick up the phone and do it myself#and that is just the tip of the iceberg of all the things i just cannot do#i hate it. im sick of it. im sitting here crying about it#shitty body diaries#carter speaks
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my doctor was sooooo fucking worthless and unhelpful im going to masturbate and i hope it fucking kills me
#“no need for follow up”#“yeah you did have several cysts we scrapped off your remaining ovary but. dw about it. idk why they were there. dw about it. oh also your#ovary on that side was freakishly huge but. dw about it. it might go away. dw about it#*doctor shrug emoji* “#“go see a gyno next year maybe. but not me im too important for that. go find and onboard a gyno to your situation. next year maybe idk lol”#he barely even looked at my incision like#this fucking appointment could have been an email. or a phone call. or they just could have let me start driving again. also i forgot to ask#if i can stop drinking ensure now or after the 6 weeks? cause that shit cost $$$$. but he probably would have been super unhelpful if i had#fr fr this guy only wanted to give me the time of day when he thought i might have fun cancer inside and now he's like gtfo!!!! get your#fugly cancerless ass out of here!!!! recover from a major surgery on your own you swagless cancerless loser 🤣 we arent helping your#swagless ass!!!#anyway it seems weird and fucked up that im was never offered to see a physical therapist and i guess am going to have to blindly trust my#abs they sliced thru are healing or whatever and to rawdog my own physical recovery of my muscles? even just dumb shit like. my center of#gravity has drastically changed since the mass removal and my back hurts like shit all the time because all my posture muscles were built up#for when i had an extra 30 pounds of cyst hanging in the front and my posture and walking reflected that. and i lowkey don't know how#hard i am able to be with my healing incision because its really tight and makes me hunch forwards still. like i would really like to know#how much i can safely or maybe should be forcing my skin and incision to stretch. without damage? is that crazy#am i crazy???#this shit is why i didnt see a doctor for 2 years until my problems had snowballed into a 30 pounds ovarian cyst that was crushing my other#organs and had one of my kidneys all backed up with piss. and even getting emergency treatment for it everyone was like. how did you like it#get this bad?? how could you not know you needed to seek medical treatment???? like. bro. seeking medical treatment isnt even a guarantee to#get medical treatment.#anyway he said my “remaining ovary seemed low key polycystic but dw about it. don't quote me on that im not dealing with it.”#bro i dont want to doctor google it i wanted an actual doctor to deal with it. fuck you.#like. maybe even a doctor who knows my situation so i dont have to struggle with getting someone to believe me and take me seriously.#but whatever. back to trying to figure out the daily protein and extra calories my body needs for recovery via doctor google i guess.#its fine 🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬
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I think Tigs has dislocated (Hopefully nothing more than that, knock on wood) his shoulder and boy is my mother always a joy when it comes to these things
#I feel bad whenever I shit talk my mum bc she is a very nice person who has had a bad life so I never want to like. Make her seem bad#Bc she isn't#But she's such a fucking nightmare to deal with for anything like this- like 100% she will always take the animal to the vet#She will but she will literally only bitch and moan and whine about it the entire time tho#To the degree where half the time I dread having to say anything bc she makes it so fucking painful#And then she starts freaking out about this and that and the next thing and it's like#You have had untreated anxiety and depression for 18 yrs since dad died. You do this every other month- I have nothing to say anymore bc yo#Have never taken my advice about going to the fucking doctor so like ???? What am I meant to say#I'm making an appointment for the fucking cat and that's that- don't make this more painful than it already is for fucks sake#I'll use my savings if I have to but I need to at least acknowledge it with you bc someone with a car needs to help me take him
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#I fucking hate doctors and the medical field so much#I was FINALLY starting to get on the right path#called a php place and think I know where I’m going#have a therapist I’ve been talking to here and there#I’ve been trying to get into a psych evaluation right?#called 5+ places the other day and they all had 5-8 month long waitlists#I need to get most of this shit done before June#so that ain’t gonna work#called the psych place my doctor referred me to#(would like to add that I did call this same place right after my doctor visit a few months ago and they never called me back)#so I had no hope they were even going to pick up#I was shocked when I heard someone picked up and even more shocked when they said they had an opening for fucking Wednesday#literally I felt like everything was finally aligning#I scheduled the appt for a zoom meeting at 10am#then I get a bunch of random emails saying my appointment was changed#now I have two different appointments- Wednesday and Thursday both at 9am and with a totally different doctor#so I was like???? ok guessing something happened but I didn’t think much of it - called to figure out what day it actually is#when I called to confirm they told me that I can’t be tested until I get an internal referral#I told them I did get a referral???#they looked at it and it was just a referral for depression not adhd or anything else#but then when they looked more into it they found in the notes she wanted me to get adhd testing#SO she just forgot to add it to my referral#I get people make mistakes#but this is like the 4th time something like this has happened lately#I’m just trying to be healthy#and it is fucking RIDICULOUS how incredibly hard it is to find the proper help#also the girl yesterday when I made the appointment said yes to all my questions but sounds like she doesn’t know what she’s talking about#was like ‘does this test for adhd and autism?’ ‘yeah for sure’ and then I find out they don’t even test for autism#so now I have to find a totally different person to either do both or just test for autism#either way I feel incredibly disheartened and overwhelmed and sad
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I was having a good day today for the first time since like…august and then someone said something and I’ve spiralled into anxiety grip ‘imworriedimworriedimworriedimworried’ brain and I’ve spoiled my night fr
#I’m just exhausted of existing this way#I’ve asked for advice and everyone tells me I need therapy or a doctor or something but I can’t make myself book an appointment#I need someone to *care* enough to help me do it but there’s no one who’s bothered and that just fucks me up more#*more#I physically can’t ask for help. I fill out the web form and then delete it before I send it. I start the conversation and then cant explain#how I feel or what help I need or I downplay it or joke my way out of it#and none of it is on purpose I just can’t ask for help#never have been able to#even when I was at school if I didn’t understand something I’d just…sit there and not understand instead of asking for help#idk I just#it’s like barriers come down in my brain that say NO SHARING NO#if I’m mid convo trying to talk about my feelings my tongue physically cannot handle the words#it feels like it swells up or something and I can’t get the words out or make the noise to talk and it sucks#I do agree yes talking therapy might be good for me but again like#where do I go? How do I find the right person to listen who will hear me out? how do I afford it? why would anyone want to listen to me?#thorn screams into the void
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making funny haha jokes to myself like "oh i'm doing so fine" *extreme side eye from the dishes in my sink*..... only to finally do my dishes tonight and discover all my tupperware have become their own microbiomes. fuck
#i am pretty sure i am riding that depression wave hard right now#i am just so stressed all the time#and i feel like i could fix some of that stress if i checked a few very specific things off my to do list#here's the thing tho. i am realizing i might need outside help to get those things done#and that is uncomfortable for two reasons#one being that means i will have to ask someone to help me do these things and be my external motivator#and put up with me being cranky the whole time because i will be deeply embarrassed about it and will end up taking it out on them#and then two being that. these things are for grad school. and if i can't even get the fucking applications done on my own#how the fuck do i think i'm going to be able to get through two years by myself??#also i am so sleepy and my sleep schedule has been fucked for like two weeks now and that's not helping#and i need to do things to my car and make several doctors appointments and work stuff and apartment stuff#and everything happening in the world and stuff happening with my friends and my family#and i just. how i am supposed to live with this much in my brain all the time#and i'm reading fanfic and comparing myself to the characters and coming up miserably short#and i hate the way i look all the time and i could do something intelligent like.#stop eating gummy worms and meat sticks for every meal and eat veggies and go to the gym and learn to love myself...#or i could decide my straight hair is the root of all my problems and get a perm#you know. like a normal person does#it's OK!! I'm Fine!!! aaaaaaaaaa
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mmmm I have like 3 medical professionals I need to call and two involve like. reaching out to the offices I went to in [redacted birth city] and having my files sent to [where I live now] AND finding a new optometrist + dentist
#hhhhh I hate phone calls so much#but a) my glasses are no longer the right prescription and I just have a constant low grade headache now with more migraines than usual#and b) I still very much have cavities that need to be dealt with before my teeth crumble in my mouth or rot lmao!#and c) I can get the referrals I need from my GP as miserable as it is to deal with her#I think. I'm gonna talk to her abt going back on t and or getting a hysterectomy because I am dysphoria georg and I've put it off for years#:( I wish I had like. a medical case manager yknow? someone to help me deal with doctors and specialists and help me make the appointments#oh I also should probably mention to my GP that I may have a CSF leak/ have had reoccuring CSF leaks#:/
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Why has no one prepped me for pre-menstrual chills and hot flashes?! Genuinely wouldn’t stop shivering with chills and softly gasping for a solid hour. I had a minute where I gave in and tensed my entire body, but speaking to my bf for help shook me up again.
I was sweaty, my left leg still feels like it’s popped off like a Lego piece. The only way I fixed it was to put a heating pad on my pelvis for 10 minutes full blast.
I was wrapping myself under a thick blanket and wrapping my bf around me to try and get warm.
Doctors of tumblr, can I be in a god damn study for women’s health over feelings like this? I didn’t even start bleeding after and my leg still hurts.
Update: yeah, I had no idea it would also make me get a temp of 100.4. I passed out after an hour of work because I was losing my mind.
#boop#menstruation#menstrual health#doctors#doctors of tumblr#scientists on tumblr#social anxiety#someone help me make a doctors appointment#actually mentally ill
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I'm very much a, "fuck yeah and fuck you, I don't need validation! I'm me, cunts!" kinda fella, but sometimes I could use support.
#today i fucked up by reactivating my fb account which i haven't done in 2 yrs just to check on some folks id been sending good thought to#place is depressing everyone is miserable and everything feels fake and my mind is like#LOL this is why we left bitch byeeee#so i deactivated again went to work and idc what anyone says there are folks like me that can and do feel the energy and emotions coming of#people and it can fucking suck especially when so many are disregulated so i got a sensory overload and boss was nice enough to let me take#a bunch of breaks today and even scream in her office cause She Gets It (TM)#the weather is rainy and cold i'm getting so many fibro flares idk how i'm moving anymore#ive missed so many days of work already and it's not even fully winter yet i still have my job and im thankful i have an understanding team#but that doesnt pay the bills im still trying to find a way to pay for that doctor appointment coming up#graduate courses began for college and i think i'm gonna be okay but damn did they throw too much info all at once at me and that made#my adhd brain go WELL SHIT#ive been feeling incredibly lonely and not wanted in so many spaces that im struggling to even communicate with the few that i know do#love me for me and nothing else im trying so so so hard to keep being there for people and to keep loving#people that need it cause i don't ever want another human being to ever feel as miserable and unwanted as i have felt#but im also tired because i feel like thats all anyone ever sees me as just this being that can take their woes away and make them feel#amazing and i love that i can do that and listen to so many traumatic stories and help folks process that trauma my boss and many throughou#life have told me i have a gift for healing people and a vibe to me thats different than most and it feels good being around me but today i#just felt like people keep taking and taking and taking and i dont expect anything back thats not who i am id rather give than receive#but damn it i just wish someone could just give me the biggest hug in the world dont even have to say a thing just hold me and be present#and hold space for me to just feel weightless id cherish that more than anything in the world right now#on a positive note...#my dinosaur vo stuff got traction im getting a new cosplay put together i havent done that in 4 years i got to pet a wild deer i made#a coworker laugh so hard his juice went out his nose and my boss peed a little#im slowly taming another wild flock of turkeys and i got a bag of my favorite takis the guacamole flavor#i got a lot to be thankful for and i acknowledge it#but damn it im tired#thank you for coming to my Ted Talk rant and rave#if you made it this far: you're an incredible human being and i love you#please go treat yo self to something nice and know i love you for you
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Playing a game called ‘how long can I put off talking about my various mental problems with a medical professional’. It’s going badly. I recommend no one play this game, 0/5 stars
#so basically i had an appointment booked tomorrow to talk about potentially getting a prescription for microgynon or similar#just to even out my cycle. but i already got a prescription from boots because i discovered that’s a thing you can do#but i was like ‘no i’ll keep the appointment and finally talk about my anxiety’#my idea was to go in there and be like ‘so here’s the deal; i got my pills already and you should probably check my blood pressure#i’m like 99% certain it’ll be 100 over 80 as always but we should make sure it hasn’t shot up because i could like. die.#second; everybody in my life is begging me to get help for my anxiety. what do now’#but then i thought about it and i was like…… do i really want to go to the doctor’s BEFORE WORK and also talk about all these complex issues#like i WILL cry if i talk about my mental health or lack thereof with a random stranger. i will. because it’s a humiliating conversation!!#i don’t like having it!!! there’s a reason i quit therapy 13 years ago and haven’t gone back#also i don’t want to get up that early. lately i have not been sleeping well and i need all the sleep i can get and my shift doesn’t start#til 11; which WOULD allow me to sleep in if i didn’t have a doctor’s appointment at fucking 9#i was also thinking in my own brain like. what if i chicken out and only have them check my blood pressure (which is a pointless exercise#because it Is going to be 100 over 80 and also i could just buy a blood pressure machine and do that in my home. then they’ve put aside a 30#minute block for someone who literally doesn’t need it. i should cancel it in case someone needs an urgent appointment#so i called them and cancelled it lol#listen. one day i will stop playing this game and just TALK to somebody. but it is not this day#i genuinely think that for the moment i can manage my anxiety with herbal remedies and meditation and just reminding myself that i am being#stupid and to shut up. like i’m fundamentally okay. i am going to work. i am functioning at work. my manager is happy with how i’m doing#and says other coworkers have told her i’m great. everyone is commenting saying i’ve lost weight and i look well#i take my little mabel for walks and i read books and enjoy my hobbies. like. i’m OKAY.#i know things could still be better but fundamentally i don’t think i have anything meaningful to tell a medical professional#like maybe everyone gets nervous and sad and feels like it’s all pointless. what do i really expect to happen#would antidepressants even help me? who can be sure. not me#tl;dr i’m FINE except when i’m not but even then i think generally i will be fine#personal
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-_____- ive been wanting to wait until i have like much better insurance when my permanent position comes thru but i might just cave and make a dr's appointment for my. ongoing ear infection thats been on-and-off for like. years at this point
#its been worse the past few days and im like grrrrrrr#i might as well get a starting appointment with a new pcp. cause like i feel like they usually need to see you with a new patient appt#before you get into any like. actual problems you might have. and might want to like.. see a doctor for#which i understand on some level but thats kind of crazy to me#last time i went to a doctor for this ear thing he was shocked because he gave me 2 different steroids to treat it#and neither of them worked on my ear. he was like yuuuup thats still red and swollen on the inside. huh weird#and he gave me some eardrops for it which also didnt work#so im like what now. i USED to think it was due to the pressure from my sideways wisdom tooth pressing on that ear canal#and honestly getting them removed DID seem to help for awhile. and i was like ahh that fixed it ... but it came back like a year later#so now im like now what. i feel like i might need an ear specialist at this point#but i'll wait and see what a new doctor has to say about my ears and how we go about treating it i guess#the place i get obgyn at has pcps which is like a pretty good place.#i was looking for someone specifically trans knowledgeable but i might just cave and go there#cause i do trust that place with my health now#it MIGHT just be that my ear canals are shaped poorly which makes it like. condusive to getting infections#which like. well what do i do about that i guess. ummmmmm ....??#i could believe that cause parts of my body are shaped a lil funny due to like. my birth circumstances#i have bones doctors have hemmed and hawed over if they were broken like huh????#and they bascially were like wait ohhh you were born with bones shaped weird. lol#you cant really tell just from looking at my hands if i dont show you but my hands are shaped like curved outwards from one another#people think im doing a gross-out party trick when i show them and theyre like eww stooop but im like thats just my hands LOL
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I think my new fielding question for a primary care doctor is:
"Hey my shoulder gets stiff and in pain and I can't move it right when do x activities
What do you make of it."
Cause oooh if they hit me with an avoid those activities imma swing. Aka a doctor did this to me yesterday. And I think the biggest reason I struggle to advocate for myself in the doctors office is because I'm so flabbergasted that they could possibly be so stupid. (That and also I don't want to come off as a bitch.)
Cause no one no matter the activity should experience stiffness and pain. And if they are you need to find out why. And if you don't know you immediately give them a referral to someone you think will know. Fuck off.
(also the activities I said it impacted were SHOWERING and Straightening my hair.)
#i have really bad joints anyway#like my hip joints and knee joints get angry at me a lot#and its the oh go to physical therapy#but i absolutely loathe the physical therapy office that my doctors office sends me to#like the one guy was helpful but then my next appointment with him he passed me off to someone#too busy chit chatting to pay attention to me the patient who was struggling with dizziness whenever i moved certain ways#you'd think youd maybe want to pay attention to such a patient#not to mention when she talked to me she would give me half the instructions#and then ask me if i did the second half of the task that she never told me to do#im also out a primary care doctor right now because mine moved away#and like i didnt care for her but she was helpful and trustworthy in some ways#and i was supposed to have a physical next month so im just gonna cycle through all my doctors office doctors#that are female until i find one who doesnt make me want to tear my hair out#this is also the doctor office that once had someone draw blood who they asked if they needed help#the lady said no#and then when she tried she hit a nerve and then blamed me for it saying my arm wouldnt stop bending#when i was in so much pain she put me into a panic attack#and then next couple of times i had to get blood drawn i could not be chill about it#anyway fuck healthcare and fuck doctors
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i know im a frustrating toxic person sometimes but dear god my mom drives me up the wall when i want to get help and she doesnt give me the shit i need
#vent#first part doesn’t make sense but its like#yeah im a shit person and an ass to my family sometimes#but when i fucking want to care for myself no one is there to fucking give me the resources#I’ve been trying to see a psychiatrist for months now#and my mom has either a. not given me the insurance number and instead made a doctors appointment#or b. told me the psychiatrist my doctor suggested is someone she doesn’t like and then never gave me the number for them#to see if they take our insurance#and its so!!! frustrating!!!!#yes i do things that are counterproductive like forget to take my meds or forget things until a week later#but dear god you can just fucking help me in the moment instead of saying later later later#im so so so tired of this constant cycle#just let me fucking get help please
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