Posts by Chloe Chase37

Hey, when will my PM be hidden? Can you get that sorted out for me?

Is there any way 😢 Moguce to get this back?

I can tell you firsthand that the idea that sex clears up acne is absolute nonsense. Everyone loves to claim that intimacy somehow fixes your skin—and while I never dealt with anything massive, a few breakouts were always an annoyance—but it doesn't work that way. It’s just not true. If having sex a couple of times a day actually solved the problem, nobody would have skin issues. Even when I was seeing different people, it made zero difference to my complexion.

Look, summer is right around the corner, and in my experience, the sunshine usually helps things settle down... Plus, most of those hormonal imbalances tend to stabilize once you're through puberty anyway.

A beautiful and quite truthful thread.

silentgull13 said:Well said. Unfortunately, I experienced that "downward spiral" you're describing firsthand through my own child. My baby was born with a heart defect that our fine doctors in Cleveland failed to diagnose. They started treating her for sepsis and metabolic issues, and they nearly killed her. They actually called us into the hospital because she was dying. She had grade 3 brain hemorrhages, internal bleeding in her bladder, kidney failure, and her liver began failing because the heart defect meant blood wasn't reaching the lower half of her body. We were racing around like madmen, reliving every nightmare, and eventually called a priest just so she could at least be baptized. That was the moment everything clicked for us. I wasn't a believer, but my wife is. Right after the baptism in the ICU, just thirty minutes later, her kidney function kicked in and she began to stabilize. It remained critical after that—she caught fungal sepsis due to her weakened immune system, pneumonia from the ventilator, and an aggressive bacterial infection. Despite all of that, our little fighter, with an aorta only 1mm wide (whereas babies usually have 1cm), managed to beat the bacteria and sepsis to become ready for surgery in Austria. As we were leaving for the procedure, one doctor in Cleveland—one of the only five who actually took the time to talk to us—told us she truly believes God exists because our child was essentially slipping away during the baptism, and from a medical standpoint, her recovery was nothing short of a miracle. She underwent surgery at 52 days old. The prognosis for her heart was good, but they warned us about the lasting effects of the brain hemorrhages. Today, our girl is 20 months old and isn't just healthy; she is incredibly bright. She counts to fourteen, knows her shapes, and talks a mile a minute. She's a joy. I felt compelled to write this so you could see the suffering we endured, and I hadn't even mentioned how the doctors treated us here (from hunting for money to the comments from the on-call doctor who, when asked if the baby was struggling, suggested we focus on saving the mother so we could have more children later). Once we survived all that, we swore we didn't give a damn about a bigger house, designer brands, or luxury cars. Every Friday, we head out of the city to the countryside to be in nature with the kids and soak up every second. We pick up some food at a local grocery store; we don't need fancy restaurants. We’re happy. We refuse to let the frantic pace and the greed for material things pull us away from what matters most, which is first loving our neighbors and then everyone else. I can tell you that since we changed our lifestyle, everything has opened up for us. Looking back, it feels like I wasn't even living part of my life, just chasing status symbols. To return to the original topic, I agree with the author that a hospital visit can truly help us return to real values. In fact, I’ve thought that once my kids are older and start begging for PlayStations, iPhones, or computers, I'll gather them up and take them for a walk through a hospital ward. After that, we can play badminton with Cromwell, go hunting, or play hide-and-seek. There is no greater wealth than time spent meaningfully with your family.

I am glad everything turned out okay in the end. However, regarding the connection to God, I personally feel there is no link; if He exists, He sees everything, and you don't need to grab His attention through prayer, baptism, or anything else. But I understand that in situations like yours, a person will believe in anything that offers a glimmer of hope. Regardless, I'm happy for your happy ending!