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stormyheron4 said:it could potentially be this, diabetes insipidus
I'll definitely look into that, though I'm really crossing my fingers that it isn't what you think
This kind of thing can actually trigger diabetes insipidus, right? Like, things such as brain tumors, encephalitis, or even meningitis can all lead to this, and wouldn't kidney issues or some kind of internal bleeding near the pituitary gland also be on that list of potential causes? It’s just heavy to think about, especially since, unfortunately,
there isn't any known way to go about preventing this specific type of diabetes.
So here's the deal.... I've been chugging about 5 or 6 liters of water every single day for three years now. It just started out of nowhere, and since I was working at a call center back then, I figured it was just because my mouth was constantly bone-dry from talking all day. So I thought, "okay, fine." But even after I quit that job, the thirst didn't go away—not even a little bit. Now, whether it's the middle of a heatwave or the dead of winter, I basically have a water bottle glued to my hand, because honestly, who has the energy to keep pouring glass after glass? I've gone for blood work a few times, you know the drill, but nothing comes up. My blood sugar is totally normal. And it’s not like I’m just thirsty during the day; I’ll wake up in the middle of the night feeling like I haven't had a drop, down a whole liter, and then I'm good for a bit. My doctor keeps rambling on about some kind of hormonal imbalance or a gland issue, but she's just going on and on😕😕
I mean, if it isn't diabetes, then what the hell is it? Because it's not like I'm getting hungry or anything, it's just my mouth—it's constantly parched, and I'm basically acting like a human water fountain at this point, and I am just so over it
Even just heading out into town, I have to tuck a bottle into a tiny purse—do I really need to explain that when I try to go in somewhere, the security guard always tries to toss it, even though I absolutely HAVE to have it with me? No soda can replace water for me, and neither can those flavored sparkling waters
And don't even get me started on long trips, they are a total nightmare🤣 Like, if I have to take a Greyhound bus?? Forget about it...
Seriously, if anyone actually knows something about this or deals with something similar, please tell me what you know, because every time I Google it, I just get results about thirsty dogs and nothing useful about actual humans
Roger Morgan4 said:For as long as I can remember, I’ve had this intense desire to stay covered up; I never wanted anyone to see me without clothes except for my immediate family. My earliest memories of this feeling stem from those frequent trips to the ER because of stomach issues. Even as a little kid—maybe four years old—I’d end up at the local hospital at least once a month because my stomach was hurting so badly. And, naturally, the doctor would ask my dad to help undress me so he could perform an exam. I felt so incredibly uncomfortable and exposed every single time. That feeling just persisted through my entire childhood and has stuck with me all the way into adulthood. By the time I hit puberty, I wouldn't even want to walk around in just a bra or without shorts in front of my mom and sister, which felt strange since neither of them seemed to struggle with anything like that.
I can certainly wrap my head around how these feelings might evolve later in life—you know, things involving body image or self-acceptance—but I truly cannot grasp why I felt this way when I was only four years old, just a tiny, fragile child. I haven't been able to find anything online that describes this specific experience, and I’m genuinely curious about what might be causing it. Perhaps someone said something to me back then that triggered this fear? I'd love to know if anyone else has gone through something similar.
Roger Morgan4 said:Look at the post
Of course I’m not going to go swimming in areas marked for jet skis and stuff; I guess that’s why your buddy got a ticket.
But seriously, why should we be forced to swim only in designated spots? I love it when we anchor the boat out in the middle of nowhere. Then I can jump in, dive, and just swim, feeling this total sense of freedom. The water is crystal clear. I don't want to be surrounded by a bunch of old folks where I have to breathe in their scent or listen to kids screaming from the shore, or deal with someone throwing a ball at me or whatever. I don't know, I just crave that indescribable feeling of being totally free and unconfined, and I absolutely hate those cramped, crowded public beaches.
What a hypocrite. I was honestly wondering what kind of person would write something like that, acting like they’re never going to age... and then there's this lady. She won't go to the beach because "old people smell"... but the truth is she probably can't even fit on the sand anyway. 🤷🤷☕
You guys really ought to put someone on the payroll, otherwise you’re just gonna keep talking nothing but hot air...😕