Have you checked out United Allergy Services? They claim to have self-administered allergy shots.

So Google Search, even back in 2000, was an AI?

This you?

I know they make terrible shirts.

Whoa, that post history. Now I have to wonder if this is a fetish or if OP has an obsessive/compulsive disorder.

Welcome to Murica, where you have the FREEDOM to receive subpar care when you need help the most.

I’m a fellow citizen of the bald eagle who also has dealt with psychological issues and the United States’s terrible health and mental care system. I read through your posts and saw you’re thinking of ending it. I don’t know your situation, but I’ve been somewhere similar. I have an incurable, chronic, progressive health condition that causes some disability and just hurts like a motherfucker. Not looking for sympathy, just explaining.

I was dead set on ending it because I couldn’t imagine going through life always in pain, being a burden to my spouse, family, and friends, and just being a big overall sad sack like I was. Obviously I didn’t. I got help and worked through my giant pile of issues and I’m glad I did. I think about how I was then and my life now with my wife and friends and my stupid, silly cats and I always start crying because I love all of them and everything so much and I was so close to giving all of this away.

I agree with you 100% - everyone should have bodily autonomy, including the right to end your life as you see fit. Just give it a lot of thought. It’s fucking morbid, but what kept me going for the first few weeks is that I could always kill myself later. I didn’t need to make a decision then, I could always make a decision later if trying to make things better was as impossible as it seemed. It was a ton of work and it really sucked sometimes but it got better. Even when things regressed hard, I kept looking for ways to keep improving because at the heart of it, I really didn’t want to die, I just couldn’t imagine living, so I worked on making a life that I could believe in.

No matter what, don’t look at this as a failing. People like us can have a certain strength and appreciation for life that others who haven’t had to deal with this don’t understand. If you need to talk with someone who at least might get it, I’m here.

You and many others probably know this already but for those that don’t: in countries like the United States, private prisons actually lobby to make it more likely that previous offenders will return to jail. They seek stricter sentencing so offenders are incarcerated longer and to remove funding for nonprofits and programs that provide rehabilitation.

Relevant article: https://www.aclu.org/news/smart-justice/private-prison-giant-corecivics-wants-corner-mass

Just let that sink in. There are human beings that are doing their best to make sure people fail and are punished without rehabilitation, hoping they become trapped in the prison system, all so shareholders can make a buck. How fucked up is that?

There’s a great book called Complex PTSD: From Surviving to Thriving. It’s mostly a primer on how CPTSD works but does have content on what to do about it. Just putting a name to things is huge.

I started with the audiobook, primarily listening to it on my drive home. I knew it had nailed it for me when I realized I had spent an entire week’s worth of commutes home rage crying.

Or complex PTSD. That’s what I have and the two have a TON of behavioral overlap. My therapist and I spent a good amount of time determining if I was autistic or not.

This works very well. Our girls get fed at 8 am, so they collectively wake up and start losing their shit, crying for food and rubbing all over us, around 6 to 6:30 am.

I run cold. So, so cold, all the time, and gyms are kept extra cold for obvious reasons. Unless I’m doing cardio, I’m freezing without wearing a sweatshirt and pants.

Before someone asks, yes, my thyroid is normal.

That’s how my milk used to come when I was a little kid.

OP is Italian. The u in the Italian word for university, universitá, is said with a vowel ‘ooh’ sound instead of a consonant ‘you’ sound. I’d wager they remember their English ‘a vs an’ rule phonetically and, with the words being so similar between languages, mixed the pronunciation up. I’m a native English speaker and that’s 100% how I fuck up my Italian.

Agreed. I’ll never understand why people who don’t actually want children have children.

Testicular torsion. As a teenager, I woke up early in the morning with the worst back and stomach pain I had ever felt in my life. I remember thinking I might be sick, vomiting, then passing out from the pain. My parents found me later that morning because I was delirious and moaning. They took me to the hospital and it was fixed.

Just kidding! My parents are shit bags so they told me I just had the flu and I was being dramatic. After my testicle swelled up to over double the size later that day, they called our family doctor who said I probably had a hydrocele and he’d look at it when he got back from vacation. For the record, mine was textbook testicular torsion, my doctor was as idiotically negligent as my parents.

The pain again became excruciating that evening and I was exhausted from lack of sleep, so I started yelling and demanding my parents take me to the hospital, which they did the next morning. There was TV to be watched, they couldn’t bother with taking care of their children. The ER determined my testicle was quite dead. Surgery was scheduled for that evening and I’ve had one testicle since. Get fucked, mom and dad.

This has been true for over thirty years but most people sadly have never heard of them.

Meta: the post itself is mildly infuriating.

It’s like overzeetop said, it’s a ring with a split on one end and a springed handle on the other. It slides into grooves on the top and bottom sides of the griddle.

When the waffle is done, you gently squeeze it to get it out of the groove, in the progress gripping onto the waffle, then the ring portion will separate slightly when you let go. It’s non-stick so the waffle typically just falls out.

I took a picture of mine. Don’t judge, we haven’t run the dishwasher yet.

We’ve tried dough but it can be a little tricky. You need enough dough that it’ll press together when you close the unit, but not so much that it squeezes the fillings out. It’s a pretty narrow volume window. We’ve made pizza waffles using standard waffle batter with added fresh basil and Parmesan and mozzarella cheese plus pizza toppings in the middle and that worked great.

It basically makes a thick waffle, thick enough where it has room to encapsulate fillings too. The maker is like your standard waffle maker but there’s a removable spacer with a handle between the sides. For these waffles, you put in about half a cup of batter, add your fillings, then add another half cup on top of it. Then you close the maker and flip it over.

After it cooks, you use the removable spacer to remove the waffle and release it onto a plate. I attached a picture I snagged off the Internet so you can see what I’m talking about.

We’ve had ours for a couple of years. I got it as a drunken impulse buy, so drunk me surprised sober me when it showed up. It has been pretty awesome. One of my favorites is plain waffle batter filled with fruit pie filling, topped with maple syrup and whipped cream.