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Similar thing happened to my partner over a decade ago. He was working security at a casino, and a poker player keeled over at the table.

The ambulance wouldn’t take the body, said they had to contact a private funeral home. The funeral home said they needed a coroner’s permission, and the body wound up laying on the floor for several hours while it got sorted out.

They didn’t shut down. They didn’t even stop using the poker table he died at, people were still happily drinking and gambling with an uncovered body on the floor next to them.

Its fucked up.

Swear to god, if I unwrap a tampon that says “help, I’m trapped in a fortune cookie factory”…

It’s like the inverse of Liking Something Before It Was Cool. I never liked this problematic thing even when it was cool.

I used one of those guitar tuner apps, and it says it’s F6

10/10 do recommend

Is it? The Ehlers Danlos plus a car accident has caused bone spurs to form in my neck, and NSAIDS are the first-line treatment for that too, because the swelling does put more pressure on my spinal cord. I’ve switched to tylenol, but the dizziness has gotten worse so maybe the rheum was right.

The ulcers happened after a period of intense stress. My stepfather, both grandparents, and cat all died within a year and a half, then I got fired because my work started to slip. The gastro pain also came with nausea/vomiting, loss of appetite, tachycardia, post-exertional malaise, and shortness of breath. I went from doing 20k steps at work to not being able to walk around the grocery store without feeling faint. I don’t feel safe driving any more. I sweat and get shivering chills when I gotta poo. Since quitting NSAIDs, the nausea has resolved, but not the rest of it, and my gastro says they can’t do anything more.

My cardiologist has determined that there’s nothing physically wrong with my heart. It’s just randomly jumping from 70 to 180 for a short amount of time before going back to normal. Beta blockers make my resting heart rate too low, and the PSVT isn’t dangerous, so there’s nothing the cardio can do.

My neuro thinks that my vagus nerve is also trapped in the disc osteophyte complex, plus they’ve found a glioma in my thalamus and a hemangioma in my T9 vertebrae, and those can also cause my symptoms. But the only thing they can do about it is pass me up the chain to a different specialist.

The autonomic function clinic finally has an opening for me this summer, so maybe they can do something. If not, I’m jumping off a bridge.

There is more going on, but this is what I mean when I complain that I’ve got an assorted list of diagnoses, with no coordinated care. My functionality has slowly been getting worse since the car accident in 2018, it sped up after the funerals and getting fired in 2024, and nobody has been able to actually help me. The only advice I’ve gotten so far is “Go see this other person”, “take ibuprofen”, and “don’t take ibuprofen”.

I’ve trained my cats to come to a dinner bell. Now, instead of yelling at me for food, the youngest cat has figured out how to ring the door chimes when he’s hungry.

On the plus side, if my cats ever accidentally get outside, the bell is loud enough to hear across the neighborhood, so I can summon them.

Every time I’ve seen this, it’s been on my phone and I’ve always thought it was the shadow of a drone.

Now I’m seeing it on a bigger screen and can finally tell what it is.

Nah, this is India’s flag, but the AI put it upside down for some reason

You could say that they ate and left no crumbs, but I don’t think bread that thin would leave crumbs to begin with

I run into that sometimes, where they decide that it’s all the same material right? And then make the floor texture the same as the wall texture, so holes in the wall are completely invisible.

Journey to the Center of the Earth was also turned into multiple movies.

I’d hold off until you actually feel comfortable handling a dog. You can volunteer at shelters or babysit a friend’s dog or something, but you’ll need to train your dog, and being afraid will make that a lot harder.

Training a dog is one part training yourself. Your dog will look to you for guidance, so it’s helpful for a professional trainer to show you how to communicate with your dog. There are private trainers, but the most affordable method is in a group with various other untrained dogs.

It does leave me pretty unsatisfied, ngl

I am getting fucked tho, but it’s not the NP’s fault. It’s the goddamn admins that decided patients should only get fifteen minutes for a yearly physical, including pap smear.

They’ve turned primary care into a referral machine, but there’s nobody to coordinate care or collate results. I’ve got a stack of diagnoses from multiple specialists, but they give out conflicting advice. Like, I’ve got an EDS diagnosis from a rheumatologist who told me to take ibuprofen for my joint pain because tylenol doesn’t help with inflammation, but I’ve also got intestinal ulcers that my gastroenterologist says comes from taking NSAIDs, and I should take tylenol instead. Fucking kill me.

I have wasted so much fucking time in games trying to climb ladders that were just decor.

It’s probably staffed by Nurse Practitioners. They do a lot of stuff that used to be handled by doctors, even my primary care provider is a NP and not a Dr.

how they have survived as a species is a mystery to me

Domestication is how they’ve survived. They’ve got odd little nests because they’re from a warm area and they really just need a few sticks to keep the egg from rolling out of the cliffside pockets they naturally nest in.

We’ve transported them to areas they never evolved to live in, set them loose, and mock their struggle to survive.

This is my hole. It was made for me.