sorry to this girl whose phone call i’m eavesdropping on but “he took an hour long shower and he doesn’t even have hair” is one of the funniest things i’ve ever heard
Sat next to an elderly couple at a cafe today and I can't get them out of my head. The wife had been there a while when the husband arrived. He greeted her, "Hi princess." They bought a cookie to share. The wife decided she wanted to eat it all and sent husband off to buy his own cookie while she munched on the rest. Husband came back with his new cookie and she immediately stole it too. So much giggling so much joy. He was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. "Give me back my cookie!" They were loud and careless and lovely. I have never seen two people have so much fun just loving each other. I might never stop thinking about them. I hope they have the most beautiful life together.
I was on a train and a pregnant woman was asking for a seat. I offered mine, but she said she couldn’t sit there because it was in the center and she was already feeling nauseous and suffocated. So she asked a guy at the corner. He said, “You can sit on my lap.” Before anyone could react, a grandma behind him tapped his shoulder and said, “Then I’ll sit on YOUR lap.” She sat on his lap, the pregnant woman took the grandma’s seat, and the entire train witnessed instant justice delivered by a 70-year-old legend.
I NEEDED an endometrial biopsy.
I was bleeding for months. Passing clots the size of my palm. Fainting at work. Iron levels in the basement.
Doctor looked at my chart and said:
“You’re only 27.”
“Pain is normal for women.”
“Have you tried losing weight?”
“Sometimes women exaggerate cramps.”
“What if this is just stress?”
I said I can’t function. I can’t stand up without seeing stars. I’m scared.
He said:
“Let’s not jump to invasive procedures.”
“What if you want kids soon?”
“A biopsy can cause scarring.”
“You don’t want to risk fertility over heavy periods.”
Heavy periods.
Not hemorrhaging.
Not anemia.
Not collapsing in the shower.
Heavy periods.
He offered birth control for the fourth time.
I said, “I don’t care about preserving fertility. I care about not blacking out.”
He paused.
“Have you discussed that with your partner?”
So I brought him.
Doctor to him:
“Are you okay if she can’t have children?”
“You’re young. You might want a family.”
“Would that be a dealbreaker?”
Him:
“She needs to stop bleeding. That’s the only family planning we’re discussing.”
Suddenly the biopsy was scheduled.
Pathology came back: precancerous cells.
But sure.
Let’s center hypothetical babies and imaginary men while a woman is actively deteriorating in front of you.
Misogyny in medicine isn’t always loud.
Sometimes it’s just asking a dying woman if a man might want kids someday.
My sister and i are sat having KFC when she says she misses the lemon flavour packets they used to give out and i was like??? they were lemon wipes for your hands?? and her face dropped.
Turns out she used to squeeze the lemon wipes onto her chicken 😂😭😭
a woman in Ireland went into the hospital smiling.
she was miscarrying, but she still had a heartbeat.
the fetus didn’t.
the doctors said it out loud: nonviable.
she asked for an abortion anyway because she could feel her body turning on her.
she was bleeding. she was in pain. she was terrified.
the nurse said:
“as long as there’s a heartbeat, we can’t.”
she begged:
“so you’re waiting for what?”
and the doctor said, calmly:
“nature.”
“nature” was her fever spiking overnight.
“nature” was her organs shutting down one by one.
“nature” was her husband holding her hand while she vomited and shook and cried.
she whispered:
“please. don’t let me die.”
the hospital told her:
“we’re monitoring.”
she died anyway.
and after, everyone acted shocked like this wasn’t exactly what the policy was designed to do.
they called it a “medical tragedy.”
but it was murder with paperwork.
a woman with twins found out one fetus had died.
the other still had a heartbeat.
her doctor told her the truth:
“this is dangerous. you could get infected. you could go septic.”
she asked for termination because she already had two kids at home.
the hospital said:
“we can’t terminate a pregnancy with a heartbeat.”
so they sent her home.
she started leaking fluid.
then she started smelling “off.”
then she started running a fever so high she couldn’t think straight.
she came back.
the nurse said:
“you’re anxious.”
she said:
“i’m not anxious. i’m rotting.”
they gave her Tylenol and a pamphlet.
she texted her friend:
“if i die, tell people it wasn’t god. it was the law.”
she survived, barely.
after surgery. after ICU. after her uterus was destroyed.
and politicians still called it “saving babies.”
but what they saved was control.
and what they sacrificed was her body.
today marks the 10 year anniversary of the time I fell off the swings at a park and some bitch ass kid said "what season is it?? fall?" I pray that he's dead every single day