My primary care physician is not a neurologist. He doesn’t understand the difference between sadness and damage. I do not like this man. He refuses adjectives. He wants me to say My pain is eight, instead of Thunderous and unsettling. When he says You’ll be fine, I have to explain that I won’t because I’ve never been fine, but I’m not saying it right. It concerns him, my attitude. I think many people struggle with my aesthetic. I am back at the first hospital, the one that said I wasn’t having a stroke. This is where insurance sent me. The first time I saw this man, once I got out of the hospital, he also didn’t believe I had a stroke and wouldn’t refill my prescriptions. The hospitals weren’t sharing my charts. He watched me struggle with my walker as I went down the long hall to the elevators, thinking I was faking it. The second time, I had a crying jag that started in the waiting room. I kept crying while the nurse weighed me and took my blood pressure. The doctor kept talking about sadness, not nerve damage. He would not increase the dose of the muscle relaxant. He did not want to discuss spasticity. He thought I was showing drug-seeking behavior. Throw a rattle, a baby would. Chew off your leg, an animal would. This is the third time I have been in this office. My pain is eight. I am speaking in his language. He isn’t listening.

My primary care physician is not a neurologist. He doesn’t understand the difference between sadness and damage. I do not like this man. He refuses adjectives. He wants me to say My pain is eight, instead of Thunderous and unsettling. When he says You’ll be fine, I have to explain that I won’t because I’ve never been fine, but I’m not saying it right. It concerns him, my attitude. I think many people struggle with my aesthetic. I am back at the first hospital, the one that said I wasn’t having a stroke. This is where insurance sent me. The first time I saw this man, once I got out of the hospital, he also didn’t believe I had a stroke and wouldn’t refill my prescriptions. The hospitals weren’t sharing my charts. He watched me struggle with my walker as I went down the long hall to the elevators, thinking I was faking it. The second time, I had a crying jag that started in the waiting room. I kept crying while the nurse weighed me and took my blood pressure. The doctor kept talking about sadness, not nerve damage. He would not increase the dose of the muscle relaxant. He did not want to discuss spasticity. He thought I was showing drug-seeking behavior. Throw a rattle, a baby would. Chew off your leg, an animal would. This is the third time I have been in this office. My pain is eight. I am speaking in his language. He isn’t listening.

My primary care physician is not a neurologist. He doesn’t understand the difference between sadness and damage. I do not like this man. He refuses adjectives. He wants me to say My pain is eight, instead of Thunderous and unsettling. When he says You’ll be fine, I have to explain that I won’t because I’ve never been fine, but I’m not saying it right. It concerns him, my attitude. I think many people struggle with my aesthetic. I am back at the first hospital, the one that said I wasn’t having a stroke. This is where insurance sent me. The first time I saw this man, once I got out of the hospital, he also didn’t believe I had a stroke and wouldn’t refill my prescriptions. The hospitals weren’t sharing my charts. He watched me struggle with my walker as I went down the long hall to the elevators, thinking I was faking it. The second time, I had a crying jag that started in the waiting room. I kept crying while the nurse weighed me and took my blood pressure. The doctor kept talking about sadness, not nerve damage. He would not increase the dose of the muscle relaxant. He did not want to discuss spasticity. He thought I was showing drug-seeking behavior. Throw a rattle, a baby would. Chew off your leg, an animal would. This is the third time I have been in this office. My pain is eight. I am speaking in his language. He isn’t listening.

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Ryver / Aspen

I am left handed but ambidextrous!

I collect LOL dolls! They are my favorite dolls ever; my favorite is Neon Q.T!

I read about the synthesizing processes of many recreational drugs when I'm bored (mainly those in pihkal and tihkal). I also read studies and random medical shit when I'm bored!

Not a big fan of playing video games, like at all. i just linger outside as much as i can and then laze around and watch mlp.

My three top special interests are Sex work, Drugs and astronomy in that order.

I'm 16! oo scary little '10 baby. Born 10:31 am on Jan 30th.

My favorite number is 3. I use it everywhere in my work.

I have a tattoo on my right leg of the little prince! it is a book that influences my work and has been my favorite since childhood. I also have a tattoo of the aquarius constellation above my ankle! My next tattoo is gonna be the chemical structure of MDMA because i can.

My first tattoo, the little prince one, was tattoed on me by my best friend during my first ever high! we were both high on ecstasy. honestly i would've thought highver would get a penis tattoed. but surprisingly not

My first experience with tripping was a candyflip where I ended up believing I was actually an AI being trained in a controlled environment and that the LSD helped me see this truth (LMAO!) Doors still feel like Portals!

userbox collection!

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