Bones he/him/they/fae 22
really really gay, lil elf guy just tumblin along, let me know if you want anything tagged because tbh I usually forget.
In recovery. i put a pedo in jail and now I'm tired ok be nice
“Private submarine carrying several billionaire tourists goes missing while surveying the wreckage of the Titanic.”
Well, it had to happen eventually. This is where big-ticket extreme tourism and shooting untrained assholes into space and such was always going to lead – frankly, it’s surprising that it took this long for a major incident to crop up.
“One of the missing passengers is the president and CEO of the company that owns and operates the submarine.”
Huh. Well, points for putting his money where his mouth is, I guess. I wonder if–
“The missing CEO’s name is Stockton Rush.”
Oh, bullshit. That’s not a real person – that’s the name of a guy who builds an inexplicably 1950s-themed underwater theme park and then gets eaten by a shark in a cautionary tale about the perils of libertarianism. That’s the name of a guy who carries off an oceanfront real estate scam that somehow ends with Superman fighting a telepathic squid. Fucking “Stockton Rush”. Unbelievable.
At this point I’m half-expecting the next article I read is going to reveal one of the other passengers is a self-styled “explorer” who has strong opinions about the continued geopolitical relevance of the British Empire OH WAIT
Tw medical mistreatment, pregnancy, abortion/miscarrige?
TLDR: hospital messed up, had to lose my baby, have to figure out creamation
Hey so I’m not really sure on how to do this so I'l start when I got sick
I got sick around september last year. (constant vomiting lasting over a week happening 20 hours a day, unable to eat or drink) with many trips to after hours and the ED constant tests and being put on IV drips they said it was some type of hyperemesis and to food diary ect
From then I’m on new meds and am coping better with an attack every few weeks lasting a week (sometimes lining up with menstration sometimes not) Still in hospital at least once but up to 4 times a month ( usually in the same week)
So march I come in very sick they do bloods and pee tests and check everything, they say I’m probably either too stressed or I have bulimia. (Ive had mental health issues in the past but I know when I’m getting bad with my eating and I had been doing a lot better)
April I come in 3 times and again lots of bloods taken and other samples given ect. I must be stressed or disordered
May I come in twice and again tests and again “theres nothing wrong with you, youre stressing yourself out
June I come in and they tell me I am 3 month pregnant. There are blood test results from early April saying I was pregnant but because the pee stick tests were all negative,no one,,,,, checked,, my bloods,, for 3 months.
I find that out on sunday the 11th. They show me ultrasounds, they refer to it as a baby and a child multiple times. They then tell me I wont be able to have him. I’m no where near well enough to make it to term and I would most likely not be able to carry him without high risk of still birth. On monday I get a rough phone call saying they can see me for surgery on thursday. I was 13 week and 4 days so 3 more days and I would have had to wait until it got worse and probably have to stillbirth/false labour. So i had the surgery and now I am left here feeling hollow and wrong with a jar in my freezer that would have been my son.
I dont know if I would have kept him or adopted him but this is not what i wanted, epecially not being this far along.
I am absolutely pro abortion/prochoice and if i had only been a month or so or if i hadnt seen him that then would have been the choice for me. But being over a third of the way and being told "Hey you’re a third there! but you cant do it even if you want it bad enough” was just gut wrenching.
A friend will be helping me complain but thats the last thing on my mind. Like just a week ago i was worried about watering the plants i had been neglecting for a speel and this week I am trying to figure out how to organize and pay for my babys cremation.
How does life even do these thing man?
Like I’ve had a rough time as it is with CSA and being homeless for periods, but the csa court case was mostly over, and i had found a nice person, and am living in the first house where i haven’t been mistreated and I’m making a home and tmi but i had sex for the first times since i was assulted last year and it had only been a few times with condoms each time and they day after pill when one broke? And then this, like I was just getting my life back and now i get to watch it fall apart again.
Sorry for the rant, thanks everyone
my paypal is blu.dylan.avery@gmail.com I’m from nz so we dont have the venmos/cashapps
