Semi Hiatus.

Doctors on medical shows: right I’m ordering every single test or scan available, I want a specialist from every department paged to take a look at this case and I want this group of interns looking into every possible rare disease that this patient might have. We won’t let this patient leave until we’ve gone above and beyond to help them. Let’s go people!

Support chronically ill bisexuals.

Support bisexual children.

Support bisexual people of colour.

Support trans bisexuals.

Support non-binary and genderqueer bisexuals.

Support bisexual women.

Support bisexual men. 

This post that I wrote? It’s also LGBT+ activism and has received throusands of responses. I wrote it because it was something I needed to see. It turns out that other people did too.

That word DOES NOT MEAN you’re making it up. It doesn’t mean you’re imagining the symptom. What it means is that the symptom ISN’T DIRECTLY CAUSED BY ANY OF THE THINGS THAT WOULD NORMALLY CAUSE IT.

I fought to get a PCOS diagnosis for 2 and a half years. For the ENTIRE time I was fighting, I was dealing with 3 cysts that were not going away by themselves and eventually required surgery to remove. At one point close to the end of the battle, I suddenly went blind. I was visiting my parents and was standing on the veranda looking out over the tree we had planted in memory of my dog and suddenly I got one of the shooting pains that I was quite frankly used to at that point and my vision started to go dark. It was like the sun was setting while being completely hidden behind storm clouds but it was 2pm in the middle of Summer on a clear day. Within about 30 seconds I couldn’t see ANYTHING. I was 27 years old and I was screaming for my mother.

My mum raced me to her doctor (he was a 15 minute drive away as opposed to 45 minutes to the nearest hospital) and he quickly worked out that there was nothing wrong with my eyes and what had happened was totally unrelated to them. Then he said it was psychosomatic and I freaked out, yelling that I was NOT making this up and I definitely wasn’t imagining it. Very quickly he calmed me down and said he believed me and I had misunderstood. He explained that whatever was going on with my abdominal pains (he suggested PCOS which I hadn’t even heard of at that point) had been ignored for so long that my body was starting to do things other than the normal pain response to try to draw my attention to the problem. My sight going was my body basically jumping around in front of me going “HEY ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME HELLLOOOOOOO??????”

He gave me some prescription strength painkillers and my sight started to come back as soon as they started to kick in. About 45 minutes after it started I could see well enough to walk around without help and within a day and a half I was back to normal. On top of that I finally had a scan booked to figure out what the hell was causing all the pain.

Hey all! My friend Luna is going in for gender-affirming surgeries over the next four months, two in succession, and needs money for recovery. So far a good portion of the fund she has been raising has been going to costs of living, as they are a tattoo artist whose practice has had to be halted in the wake of COVID19 and a recent chronic illness diagnosis. She still needs more.

Luna will be in recovery from the first surgery in about two weeks for about a month and will need money for groceries (especially soft foods) and to pay rent while she cannot do any heavy lifting or a lot of walking. So working is out.

Luna is beloved in the community and is incredibly giving, on their way to becoming a knowledgeable medicine-person. Please help them! Please reblog this or give what you can. Even a few dollars helps.

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Not that I owe anyone an explanation, but I don't have permanent limb damage. I have a few conditions that get worse with exertion and use. Yesterday my left hip was acting up so I was supporting it with the cane and compensating with my right. Today my right hip is having a whinge about it. You'll also catch me shuffling around without any mobility aids because my arms cannot handle all the extra work that goes into lugging my ass around wherever I need to go.

Sometimes I use a cane, sometimes a rollator, and sometimes even a wheelchair if I have someone to push it for me. Sometimes all three in one day depending on which part of my body is currently fucking up the most.