Not sure where else to turn, but I need to get an X-ray on my leg done here in Washington, D.C. Does anyone know of a clinic where the wait times aren't soul-crushing? hvala.
I think they told me at this new hospital that if I start my period, they won't go through with the sinus surgery. I already waited six months just to get on the schedule, and who knows when I’d be back at the front of the line again!
Chris Gonzalez3 said:Sure, he’s a cute little thing, but breathing isn't exactly easy right now.😢 I'm terrified, and the post-op pain is daunting, but anesthesia remains a complete mystery to me.😁 Even the smart ones fear the unknown, so I suppose I'm no exception.😁
I'm not sure if you've had surgery yet, but when I went through this exact procedure, I was absolutely petrified. When I pulled up to the hospital, I honestly thought I was saying my final goodbyes to the world.🤣 By the time they came to get me, I was shaking. They give you a pill first, and within minutes, it's pure bliss—all the fear and anxiety just vanish. You stay awake for maybe fifteen minutes before drifting off into a perfect sleep. When I woke up, I couldn't believe it was already over. The pain wasn't even that bad; honestly, I deal with worse cramps during my period while trying to make it through a workday.😁 Usually, you just take some Advil. A few days later, they removed some metal hardware from my nose. They didn't stuff my nose with gauze or anything, and when they took the pieces out, it stung for a second or two, but that was it.🙂
Let me know when you find out. The guilt is eating me alive. I know if I were anyone else, I would have cut my mother out of my life ages ago. But I kept pushing, kept trying, until I was right on the edge of breaking. Now that I’ve finally distanced myself, the guilt is physical. Just thinking about having to visit her gives me stomach cramps and nausea; I feel sick for days afterward. I can't even explain why or how it got this bad. Most people I know just deal with it—people in their fifties are still living under the thumb of parents exactly like hers, stuck in endless cycles of fighting or being controlled over the phone. I wouldn't last a day in that. But this isn't easy either. I just carry this constant, heavy sense of guilt toward everything and everyone. It's exhausting. 😢
I don't know. I know I've been forgiven, but I haven't found it in myself to forgive myself yet. Sometimes I think I never will. It's a heavy weight to carry.😢
silentpanther32 said:Go ahead and call me a piece of trash if you want, but I find it absolutely fascinating how some parents decide to essentially sentence their healthy child to a life of "non-existence," just so they can spend forever acting as a full-time caregiver for a brother.
Sure, his brother deserves a normal life, but I don't think that should come at any absolute cost.
And honestly, why is there this assumption that an author is just going to forget all about his brother the second he gets placed in a care facility? It feels like some sort of archaic, small-town mindset from a bygone era. What exactly is expected of him—that he should just throw his own life away and sacrifice everything simply because society says that's what he's supposed to do?
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My psychiatrist told me this is actually fairly common. A mother instinctively feels her child isn't capable of surviving on his own, so she sacrifices the one she perceives as stronger or more capable. She essentially hands over that child's future to the other one. There’s often an unconscious guilt involved, too—this idea that the parent is somehow to blame because one child is "weaker," so they strip resources from one to give to the other. I had to learn the hard way that I couldn't let my mother pull me under; I had to set boundaries and take control of my own life. At the same time, I think parents often fail to prepare the brother for independence, which isn't fair to anyone—not the author, and certainly not the brother. Talk to them. Go see a psychiatrist together. You need to start addressing the issue instead of constantly yielding just to keep the peace. It seems like you were raised in the shadows, conditioned not to cause any trouble. That isn't healthy. Don't just surrender because it's the path of least resistance.
People at my office are telling me that only fools take out loans right now. They say the times are too volatile—that you'd never want your kids to be stuck with debt, living under constant pressure just to stay afloat. Most people I know have a roof over their heads already. It’s not that they’re waiting for someone to pass away—that's morbid—it’s just that parents plan ahead. Maybe they sold some family property or traded a large house for two smaller apartments. Basically, they ensure their kids get a fair shot at life. That seems normal to me, at least from what I see. Personally, I built everything I have on my own, but don't mistake that for being "right" or even smart. If I had a safety net, I wouldn't have to swallow my pride at work just to avoid risking my stability. When you're shackled to a mortgage, you always have to drive with the handbrake on—whether it's traveling, investing in education, or even healthcare. You skip the doctor or the surgery you actually need because you're terrified of the downtime. All those people who had a head start thanks to family assistance? They don't have to worry about that. They just live. Whatever. I'm surviving too, but I can't help seeing how much better things could have been if someone had actually planned ahead.
You aren't alone in this. I'm in the exact same boat. There are days when the sadness hits, and I find myself wondering why my parents didn't plan ahead or even consider our future. Neither my partner nor I have a safety net; there’s zero help from our families. If anything, we’re the ones providing them with financial support. Everyone else I know (or maybe I just focus on them😉) seems to have it easy—family homes, help with down payments, or someone covering part of a mortgage. My boyfriend doesn't seem to mind at all, but it hurts me. I get caught in this loop of questioning why things are this way, though my logic tells me dwelling on it is immature. Then, seeing others hit their stride so much faster because they have supportive parents makes me resentful... and then I'm angry. It's a constant cycle. Just know you aren't the only one.
Before the period starts, besides the cramps, my gums and sinuses always flare up.😠 Anyone else notice this? It’s been happening regardless of what I’m doing. Can't seem to stop it. Before my period, and after—I’m just a total mess. Anyone else dealing with this?
They truly helped me. They gave me back my focus, my calm, and a clear head—which was the only way I could actually start tackling the circumstances that put me in such an anxious state in the first place. When I eventually tapered off, I didn't deal with any side effects at all. I genuinely recommend them, even though I usually have a massive fear of taking pills.
Aaron Jackson3 said:We met back in college. Now we’re both in our 30s, and let's be real—this isn't even our first serious relationship. On paper, everything looks solid. We’ve always had a great connection, tons of shared interests, and we genuinely respect one another... but lately? I don't know. For the last few years, it feels more like we're just business partners running a corporation than actual romantic partners. We're constantly getting on each other's nerves. Plus, life has been throwing nothing but heavy, stressful situations our way lately, which just makes us even more high-strung. It definitely doesn't help matters.
The daily grind eats away at everything. You have to find ways to break the routine. Go hiking on Saturday, take a bike ride just the two of you... anything to disrupt the monotony.
Aaron Jackson3 said:Does anyone actually know if this "saturation" feeling passes, or does it just spiral downward from here? I feel stupid even asking this on a forum, but I don't have anyone in my real life to talk to about it. I only know one couple who's been together that long, and let me tell you, their situation has always been pretty rough. 😢
How long have you two been together? Since high school, college...? And is this your first serious relationship? I know plenty of people who started something at sixteen and are now in their thirties. To me, that feels like being in a coma. Most of them are just held together by habit. I frequently see people in their thirties who act like they're fifty or older. There’s no spark left, just a business arrangement and a shared routine; they refer to each other as "my wife" or "my husband" like they're checking off a list. Honestly, looking back at myself at sixteen, there was no way I could have picked a life partner then. I was a child. I didn't even know who I was, let alone having any self-confidence. You need to experience breakups. You need to be alone. Only then do you stand a chance of finding a true partner—once you've actually met yourself. Sure, some people marry their high school sweethearts, but that isn't for me.
Brenda Booth5 said:It is entirely possible. There are definitely situations like this, and the motivations aren't limited strictly to what you've suggested. It could stem from any kind of deep-seated frustration—perhaps some other life failure—that leads a person to mistakenly seek satisfaction or a surrogate through their child. They end up trying to mold the child into something they aren't... like a romantic partner, a masterpiece, or something along those lines. As our conversation unfolds, if you feel comfortable sharing more specifics...
I see plenty of friends—both men and women—whose parents essentially became their lifelong partners. They live together, talk constantly, shop together, watch TV together, go for walks, make joint plans, split bills... all the way up to the point where these young adults feel zero need to become independent, travel, find their own partners, or get married.
I need some recommendations. I'm looking to get into boxing, kickboxing, or Muay Thai on a recreational level. I'm a 34-year-old woman. I have zero experience with combat sports, but I'd like to start. Does anyone know of any decent gyms near the Savable Forest area, Lanista, or the surrounding neighborhoods?
Susan Diaz91 said:What’s it actually like having those nasal tampons in? That part sounds like the absolute worst to me... honestly, I’ve put off surgery for 20 years because of it. It’s terrifying mentally. It feels like you're suffocating, but you can't even pass out... How do you even sleep with that? Please, if it's not too much trouble, tell me how you managed?
I was terrified I wouldn't be able to breathe or that the lack of air would trigger a massive panic attack. Total waste of worry. Honestly, it didn't bother me at all—not compared to the constant sinus infections where I was actually struggling to catch my breath. Plus, the post-op drowsiness and being relaxed from the anesthesia helped.🙂 No pain involved; they gave me some medication at the hospital (can't remember if I even asked for it), and by day three, they pulled the packing out. Felt like a brand new person.
casualorca8 said:Thanks, hopefully this actually does the trick.
If anyone else has some suggestions, please throw them my way, because honestly, this is starting to mess with my head; I can't focus on studying for my finals or get anything done at all. Everything is just a complete wreck right now.
Look into your diet. If you're desperate enough to change. Try cutting out spicy food, carbs, alcohol, and sugar for just one week. Pick up this shampoo: Dr. Temt black shampoo (there's a shop in Sigel, costs about $27), it’s the only thing that actually works. Use it every single day for a week. My boyfriend dealt with the exact same thing. His body just can't handle carbs, sugar, or booze. Now he knows if he wants to avoid scalp itching, he has to eat clean. He eats a burger, has a beer, and within two days—itchy scalp.
http://istineilaziohrani.blogspot.co...a-program.html Read it if you feel like it. There are comments there where you'll find people with the same issues. It might give you an idea of what's actually going on.
Chloe Gray5 said:From what I've heard, it's pretty rare for anyone to refill your prescription without doing their own check first. And honestly, those pills go for around $120—I don't think it really matters where the script comes from. For referrals, you still get that physical paperwork—it’s not all digital through some portal yet 😉.
As for cellulite, personally, I haven't noticed my pills having any effect on it at all.
Bottom line though—just ask your OBGYN. I'm pretty sure you don't take a break when switching brands. That's how it worked for me when I moved from Yaza over to Lindy.
My gynecologist switched my brand from Diana to Bela and told me to take a standard seven-day break, then start the new ones on day eight. Is there an issue with that?😕
Anthony White3 said:On August 30th, I had an exam with Dr. Gudelj at the Holy Spirit clinic. He diagnosed me with a deviated septum. I should be starting the necessary tests soon, and I'm scheduled to check into the hospital on November 14th. From what I understand, the surgery usually happens the next day, but I'm not sure how long they keep you overnight. I've heard nothing but praise for Dr. Gudelj, so I’m hoping for the best. If anyone here has seen him before, I'd appreciate any feedback.
I had my septum repaired once. Spent five days in the hospital.
Nancy Morris5 said:I feel for you. Honestly. I deal with the same thing—nausea and stomach issues during both my period and ovulation. It’s exhausting.😢 I’m certain my hormones are out of whack. I haven't had the bloodwork done yet, but I'll be getting those tests scheduled within the next few days.
Same here. My immune system just tanks out of nowhere. It’s like clockwork. Doesn't matter what I eat, how much I work out—nothing stops the crash. All that effort feels pretty useless. On Diane-35 now. Dealing with headaches because of it. Typical.
Mother's milk did quite a bit for me. I have to go back to her. Again.
By the way. Ran all the hormone tests. Everything came back fine. OB-GYN results—all clear.