#I'm just sayin' if I make a doctor's appointment

[shinsouscatpisssmell]

Other woman

Pt.2

"Hey you there?!I-I'm pregnant." You sniffle into the phone. Eyes red and swollen from crying since you came home from the doctors' appointment. The one person who held your heart. The father of your future child was dead silent on the other end making the pit of anxiety that was in your stomach grow bigger. It makes your mind drift as you subconsciously rub your stomach.

To think it all started with just a few words.

"Hey you lost?" You look up at the the dark haired male who's hand is on your shoulder. Shaking you out of your thoughts.

"No, I just came looking for my friend. You might know him. He's name is Atsumu Miya? I'm trying to surprise him but I can't seem to find him." You place the picnic basket down and crack your back and hands from the heavy basket.

"You just missed him. He left like 5 minutes ago." You could feel his eye roll even though his face remained stoic as he huffed barely for you to hear it.

"Are ya serious? Imma kill that 'samu. Always givin' me the wrong information." you storm off to the double doors and tap your foot with heat to it pressing your phone against your ear.

" 'samu? Imma kill ya when i see ya just so you know. What do ya mean what do i mean? 'tsumu isnt here! Ya said they would still be practicin'. Im breakin all yer windows. What? Hes there? Ok ill see ya in 5. Better keep yer lips shut tight so this surprise aint spoiled. And fuck no my accent aint slippin." you press the end bottom and take a few breathes in and our before making you way over to the fox like man.

"thank you i found him. You can keep the basket...?" You pause for a name while handing him the brown woven basket.

"Rintaro. Suna rintaro" he said as he takes the basket from you making you smile.

"well rintaro. Suna rintaro. I better be going before I miss him again. I hope we cross paths again." Letting out giggles as you scamper away leaving the brown haired boy craving your presence more.

And more is what you gave.

It started when he asked for your name and number when you came with Osamu to one of his games. Looking so pretty in your jeans hugging your curves and cropped shirt. Soon becoming an inside joke between you two that pressed the boundaries of friendship and turned it into one of lovers.

"you're so beautiful (y/n). I want to marry you one day." he makes this promise under the moonlight laying kisses om your hands and rubbing your knuckles so tenderly like you were only his. Only meant to fit this two person sized puzzle.

It was two months later you started feeling sick. Throwing up with your tummy cramping from here to here and feeling like you would pass out. You waited to see blood appear due to it possibly just being the chance of your first day period cramps. It never showed up and a week past the day it was scheduled to start it never did.

This made you rush to the hospital with your two best friends in tow. asking the doctor if you had some sort of zombie disease making you throw up everything you eat.  He takes some of your blood and urine to test.

It seemed like hours before the test were done.

"all im sayin' is why did he have to take both yer blood and piss. Hes either a vampire or he has a piss kink.maybe both" atsumu comes up with his conspiracy theory as he gets smacked in the back of the head by osamu.

"He aint got no damn piss kink and he aint a vampire. Yer the reason why (y/n) asked that stupid ass question about zombie diseases." He clicks his tongue before going back to holding your hand rubbing it to calm you down.

"Well 'smau. Ya never know?! They're some real sickos out there that wants to get ahold of someone like , (y/n)'s, piss." He rubs the back of his head, "speakin of piss where'd Suna piss off too?"

"He hasn't been picking up my calls. I know he goes M.i.a sometimes but I'd rather have him here then piss kink boy." You laugh snuggling into Osamu's side as he makes you scoot over so he could sit on the bed with you.

"Watch. He's gonna come in here talkin only about your blood and it'll show yer doctor does indeed have a piss kink." He turns his nose upward and hmphs.

"C'mon and cuddle me 'tsumu. I need my piss hair friend to cuddle me with comfort." Osamu joining with you in laughing as his twin begrudgingly comes over grumbling.

There's 3 knocks on the door before you announce that they may enters. The doctor with the clipboard and a packet of stapled paper with material that clued to her side.

"We did some test on your blood and you're urine and congratulations ms.(l/n) you are pregnant." It felt like time stopped. The twins could feel you tense up.Atsumu coughing up a storm after swallowing his saliva the wrong way but still trying to comfort you while Osamu listened to what else the doctor said, " this is a packet of information on pregnancy. It contains what can and cannot be eaten,Exercises that would help , and trimester information. Right now she is still in first trimester and needs to be very careful with things and stress for they could be harmful to the babies."

"what about a-abortion?" you look at her with watery eyes as she look at your dishevled apperance.

"that is an option ms.(l/n). Take your time and consider it over and if you still want to go through it. We will set up a date when you come back." The doctor hands over the document and leaves the room.

You wait until she leaves to turn into a sobbing mess leaving stains onto Astumu's shirt who pats your back.

"cmon now (y/n). Ya heard the doc crying ain't good for you or the baby." you sniffle and dry your face letting the disgusted face of Atsumu make you laugh quietly.

"Are you gonna tell suna? He is the father right?" samu asked getting swatted by his twin.

"of cours' hes the father you tryna say my best friend hussy?"

"no you idiot. Im sayin' suna aint always around so maybe she looked for other people."

"yer calling her a hussy dumbass."

"piss hair."

"yer onigiri sucks."

And thats how you end up calling suna 12 times since you came back home. Silently crying as each time it went to voicemail was a stab in the gut while the knife twisted. You gave up after the 12th one just laying next to your phone bawling your eyes out until 30 minutes pass and you recieved a call for suna.

"Suna? Hey you there?" you called into the phone but only met with silence, "h-hey you there? I-im pregnant suna. I don't know what to do im ao scared. Please come over." you cry into the phone breathe hitching as you are met with a feminine voice.

"What's your name?" you could hear the crack in the female voice.

"my name is (y/n). Are you suna's friend? I-is he there?" you ask scarily heart pumping with adrenaline waiting for her awnser and soon flatlining when she gave it.

"I'm his wife of 2 yrs." she says and you stutter out a sorry and cry to her that you didn't know he was married.

"It's ok ,love. It's not your fault I put all the blame on him. W-would you meet me later this week? So we both can get some closure." You could hear her tears fall making your heart clench as you tell her yes. She hung up as soon as you could hear Suna in the background.

Now you where curled up with a pillow. Sitting alone with the thoughts of you were the home wrecker. The mistress. The other woman in suna's

An// this is a reupload 🫡

[jupitervega]

hey peace & love, i mean this as kindly as possible-- some of y'all rly gotta unclench abt takin up space in the world by existin

like if a jerk in line behind u at the store is huffin n puffin bc yr self check is givin u fits & makin the process longer, that's their problem to deal with like an adult. is there some kinda giant glitterbomb behind the counter that's gonna blow if u don't get yr bags packed & get gone before the jerk's internal timer reaches zero? is anyone gonna blast u with literal red eye laser death rays? naw? then let the pissbaby pitch their lil fit that u can't ring yr groceries at lightspeed

or like. doctor stuff for fucken real. it's not illegal to be a pain in the healthcare system's ass until u get the relief u need. i'm not sayin be ugly abt it or anything, but yr allowed to put yr foot down with yr doctor. they said u needed to lose weight for an unrelated issue, or wrote yr symptoms off as anxiety/stress when u know damn well somethin else is wrong? make another appointment. message the office again. go to a different doc who will take u seriously if yr able. ask for every test yr insurance will pay for (if u got it). if they refuse to test or treat u for an issue, insist that their refusal is noted in yr file. don't mask yr symptoms to try & save face at the clinic. if they don't believe u until yr at yr worst, show up at yr worst. yr the best advocate u have, & idk abt y'all but i'm not catholic & i refuse to suffer any way i ain't gotta

other ppl don't like how u dress (too weird, too goth, too bright, etc.)? well good thing they're not wearin yr clothes then huh!!! maybe they oughta get glad in the same pants they got mad in while u strut yr funky stuff the hell away from that bullshit

any unsolicited negative opinion on anything u do that hurts no one & makes u happy? just be like ok loser thanks for the garbage input, i will not be considerin any of that, i'm happy for u or sorry that happened, goodbye

anyway. all this kinda stuff mattered So Much to me in my teens-twenties that i stressed myself sick abt it all & now i'm 31 & simply cannot find many more fux to give. i'm alive on this gay earth same as anyone else, & so are u, & we have a right to be here & take up space by existin. this world was made for us to explore, how u gonna do that when u keep makin yrself so small? take my hand. we're gonna get thru all this together :)

[hellmandraws]

I’m just sayin’, Marco is probably the only one of these three I’d let anywhere near me with a scalpel.

[dyrwoodan]

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[fatgirlmedia]

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[peachyteabuck]

Sorry if this is random BUT what do you do when like you just can't sleep? I've been trying and 4 hours has passed by and I have an appointment and stuff to do tmr and I'm just ndjsjsnsjdjdj wanna cry™

depends on the scenario!

if i know i need a shitload of sleep (e.g. 12 hours) but i've been stressed i get high. shit knocks me out GOOD but makes me groggy the next day

if i need ~8 hours of sleep and am w/i 30 minutes of the desired bedtime i take 2 melatonin pills

if my brain won't shut the fuck up bc of the silence i listen to music (obvi if you share a bed with someone like i do clear it with them beforehand)

if i just like CANNOT sleep i read (sav gifted me her old kindle and nothing puts me to sleep than 200 pages of omegaverse porn). don't read on ur phone b/c of the blue light and easy distraction, but have a physical book or a kindle where you can't access anything BUT books

sometimes i can't sleep because of phone anxiety (e.g. i'll miss something important) so if the gf isn't busy i'll have them stay awake while i nap and they keep an eye on my phone

if you're worried about sleeping through a morning alarm, i recommend getting a separate alarm clock that isn't your phone. i know alexa's do this, but a cheap ass alarm clock from ebay will also do the trick. it's just loud af and doesn't need to be charged

on a day where you have some time, try to see if there's anything that keeps you up in your room. is it too bright? do you need a night light? do you have meds that are meant to keep you up that you're taking to late? for example, i take an adhd medication that's a stimulant and the LATEST i can take it is 2:30pm or else i can't sleep.

try to get exercise. unfortunately exercise "works" or whatever doctors be sayin. a 20 minute walk a day minimum helps me prepare myself for sleep

remember that SOME sleep is better than no sleep, it's better to lay in silence for 4 hours than run around doing stuff because you think you need to

[madi2112]

Madi's Meanderings vol 4

I was forced to take both of my days off this week. I checked multiple times a day to pick up extra shifts and none were listed.

I hate that.

I don't do well on off days.

As if that wasn't bad enough I was determined to keep busy both days to prevent the downward spiral of depression from setting in.

I didn't make it.

Luckily, I was able to fight it off on day two of my weekend.

But day one was a disaster.

I had loose plans for the day (a big mistake) and everything fell through.

I intended to get some golf ⛳ practice in during the morning.

Except I told Alexa to shut off the alarm and went back to sleep an additional four hours.

So much for the morning. Ugh.

Then I planed on going to the Orlando Icon Park and taking a ride on the Wheel. But the Groupon I had for the ticket expired yesterday. Ugh.

So, I checked the Castmembers website at work and our passes were not blocked out for the day. Yeah!

I also checked the Hollywood Studios reservation status and some were available! Yeah!

Unfortunately, the My Disney Experience Application had issues linking my Castmember pass to the reservation and would not allow me to secure a park reservation. A couple of hours later I gave up fighting with it. Ugh.

So now what?

Cry. Miss my wife. Overeat. Desperately text her and tell her I miss her (which I certainly do, but I know she doesn't want to deal with it). Cry some more. Pray I get the new strand of Covid and die. Cry even more. Go to sleep.

Pretty typical day in the Downward Spiral.

Thank goodness I had a doctor's appointment early today.

At least it was a reason to get the heck out of the house.

Since I was already about half way to Daytona Beach I came up with a plan for after my appointment. I decided to play a 13 hole par 3 golf course I had always wanted to try, then go look at the ocean and have some lunch by the beach.

So that's what I did.

The golf course was the "Oceans Golf Club" and was perfect for the shaky condition of my game. The holes were between 50 and 120 yards long so I got lots of practice with my irons. Plus lots of short game practice as well.

Got off to a rough start with two quick doubles. But settled in after a nice birdie. Shot just 5 over the last 10 holes with 1 more double.

It was nice to be out there again. Even if it was on a short course.

I am always reminded how much I love the game when I'm playing it. It's just so difficult at times to make it out there.

But I swear to do just that more often.

After the golf it was time for a late lunch.

I chose a restaurant on a pier just a few miles away called " Craby Joe's Deck and Grill".

It was really good!

The restaurant was over the water and you could see the surf below your feet inbetween the planks of the floor. All the windows were open and a nice cool ocean breeze made a nice accompaniment to the sounds of the waves.

<view from my table>

I had a simple meal of Clam Chowder, a Three Cheese Grilled Cheese Sandwich with fries and a soda.

Kayla, the server was very friendly and had an interest in my work at Disney.

I then took a walk along the beach and tried not to think about how much I wish Cyndi (my wife) was there with me.

I obviously couldn't not think about that but I tried my best not to dwell on it. As I sometimes do.

After awhile it was time to take the short 90 minute (plus traffic) trip back home to get the laundry done and do the weekly grocery shopping.

If the weekend taught me anything about myself it's that I need hard, concrete plans in place to get me moving. Loose plans don't work. To easy to let those slide and dissappear into The Spiral.

To many visits to that Spiral and one day I may not come out.

I'm just sayin'....

~ Madison

[obsessively-compulsive]

hey, i think i may have tourettes and adhd, i have a appointment with a neurologist tomorrow(22th) because i do have tics and that's the purpose of my appointment,,, i've seen that tourettes and adhd are closely related, but i'm too ashamed to tell my parents what i think i have(?? idk, i am 95% sure of my (self)diagnosis and i want to make sure i can get all of my facts out to the doctor so that i can get a proper diagnosis, the problem is i live in a third world country and as i said-

-i'm way too ashamed to tell my parents,, i just want some advice because i'm shy and i don't want my parents finding out i already did some research, is there some way i can slyly talk about my adhd symptoms to the doctor while explaining my tourettes?? idk if i am properly explaining myself, i just need some help and you just seem so nice"

hi!! first, tysm for sayin i seem rly nice 🥺🥺 !! id say that my advice would be to maybe bring up your symptoms of adhd but not outright say it's adhd? like, say smth like "oh also ive noticed that ive been really struggling to pay attention, could that be smth?" (or whatever symptom/symptoms u have) and then the doctor themselves could probably lead the conversation in that direction! it's also generally good advice for an adhd diagnosis bc sometimes if u flat out say you think u have adhd they might think youre just trying to get medication ! good luck!!