Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I had a friend in college who was Cape Coloured (presumably still is, of course) and enjoyed making Americans stammer by saying it.
When a dude who grew up under Apartheid tells you he finds American racism more intrusive on his life that stings. "They follow me in stores because they think I'm Latino, then when I speak they think I'm English and suddenly they want to be my best friend..."
Gary was fun.
As Captain Raymond Holt said, "Every time someone steps up and says who they are, the world becomes a better, more interesting place."
Aw, I love that.
It's so great how people have more opportunity to identify themselves in ways meaningful to them.
Right? It makes me so happy to see it happening. Pink sparkly hearts to alla y'all figuring this stuff out
Yes indeed!
I was terrified of general anesthesia until I had it and now I LOVE it.
They gave me IV Benadryl after a procedure once and I still think about it wistfully.
was terrified of general anesthesia until I had it and now I LOVE it.
They gave me IV Benadryl after a procedure once and I still think about it wistfully.
Man, IV morphine was so fucking good.
I remember when I went to the ER with BAD abdominal pain (turned out to be appendicitis) and they gave me morphine. I felt it go through my veins and kind of went "ooooh" which had the nurse (or whoever) kind of grin at me.
Timelies all!
Good to see you, tommyrot.
IV Benadryl
I have, not a truly allergic, but rather atypical reaction to Benadryl. I got to discover for certain about this when they gave it to me in IV form to try to get me to sleep when I was hospitalized for pancreatitis. Amp up, bugs under my skin, heart racing. Really not a fun reaction to that stuff.
I’m sorry March was so awful, tommyrot, but it’s good to see your pixels nonetheless.
Hi, Gud!
No fun, Drew. At least now you know and can warn people.
I don't know what they gave me for my last procedure, but it was, we're talking...and we're waking up. No side effects, no reaction other than, you know, unconciousness. I'd like that again if I ever have to be anesthetized, please.
Hi, Tommyrot. Good to see you! And congrats on figuring stuff out.
What I've learned about myself the past ten years, both about being neuroatypical, and being biromantic demi(in a single case)-ace, have resolved a lifetime's load of feeling broken and wrong. It's like...full breathing capacity, after years of being cramped and trying to mimic other people's behavior well enough to not get stoned out of the village.