i got a different treatment of monistat and oh my god its so much worse the three day treatment didnt get rid of the yeast infec comepletely, so i got a seven day pack to beat it out but i dont like it even more
i can handle the godawful burning of the 3 day, but this seven day bit it it it augh it itches so bad i prefer the burning because its just so all consuming at its easy to ignore after awhile but the itching is so mild that i cant ignore it and i cant scratch because it makes it worse and the itching makes me wanna pee but if i do that itll wash the meds away oh my god it feels like i have 200 ant bites on my crotch aaaaaaaaaaaah
imma try to divert my attention by watcing some pokemon maybe thatll help
fuck it i really have to pee :(
the fact that the real world could have involved dragons, unicorns, magic, time travel and insane adventures but instead has things like taxes is why i read so much
This lizard shoots blood out of its eyes to deter predators
thinking about disability and mental illness in the pokemon world is pretty wild
a slowking who is always calm and ready to help when their trainer is having an anxiety attack or a breakdown
a blissey who lays its happiness eggs to help its trainer with depression
a gardevoir who uses its psychic black hole ability to prevent its trainer from getting sensory overload
a lucario reading its epileptic trainers aura to watch out for episodes
a munna helping a trainer with insomnia avoid bad dreams and sleep peacefully
a sylveon using its ribbons to calm someone who’s been badly triggered
And what about pokemon trained to help blind trainers, like zubat, golbat and crobat or other cave pokemon, as well as poochyena and houndoom like service dogs
And psychic pokemon or unknown aiding deaf trainers with communication
I’m also fascinated with the idea of more humanoid pokemon learning sign language to communicate with deaf trainers. If meowth can learn to talk, mr. mime and others can certainly learn the pokemon regions equivalent of signing
a ditto mimicking the shape of a wheelchair so that their trainer will have assistance (pokemon powered!) on hard hills or when they get tired
or fighting types that are used not for fighting but as vital assistants for accessibility and mobility- machamp pushing wheelchairs and effortlessly lifting said chairs (and occupants) over steps; hariyama cradling their trainers in one hand when they get fatigued or chronic pain starts up, and carrying them around gently; hitmonlee with their super-steady legs and fighting-honed balance providing a good support to trainers with balance issues.
or nonverbal trainers that rely on their psychic pokemon (or pokemon like lucario) to translate their thoughts telepathically to other people when they can’t form words or signs
or autistic trainers with dragon types that sit next to them and allow their trainers to stroke their scales, the bumpy-smooth texture perfect for stimming with
minccino being absolutely vital to keeping the spaces of asthmatic trainers clean to not trigger an asthma attack; those same trainers cuddling with a water type that keeps their environment at the right humidity and temperature while they sleep to aid their breathing
When a fictional character is identified as gay by their creator but nothing in the source material explicitly reveals the character’s sexuality.
Are they openly gay, or Dumbledore gay?
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alright let me just get this straight because the whole public/private school thing has always bothered me.
There are no private schools in Finland.
Here it is forbidden by law for any school to make profit. whether the school is raising the funds on their own or if they’re getting it from the local administrative division, they are not allowed to charge their students one cent. Basically, all kids go to a public school, all kids start on the same level regardless of their background, the child of a CEO sits in the same classroom with the child of a blue-collar.
Here’s what I love about the Finnish education system: the government has understood that offering kids equal chances in learning is - well - equality. The quality of their education, the possibility to a better life should not be dependent on the amount of money a parent can afford to put into their kid’s education.
But let’s face it, public schools offer terrible education, low-quality teachers who are not even qualified to teach, and paid a meagre wage even if they are… And public schools, of course, have the “no child left behind”-policy, that forces slower kids through the school year at an unmanageable speed, while faster kids are held back. Public schools suck. So if all schools in Finland are public, how come they even keep up with the US?
This may be the case in the US, because the US school system and its separation into public or private divisions perpetuates this inequality.
You must understand that the “public school” stigma doesn’t truly exist in many other countries outside the US. The quality of teaching in all Finnish schools is high, teachers are better paid and better educated themselves, and the government ultimately supervises all education happening in the country to make sure it is up to international standards. Since the beginning of PISA tests in 2000, USA has ranked around 20th-40th, while Finland has been one of the leading nations worldwide, often in the top three.
so I’d say we can “keep up” just fine.
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I feel very strongly about this, so here it goes again.
This isn’t even close to the best line. Here’s the poem:
Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell
by Marty McConnell
leaving is not enough; you must
stay gone. train your heart
like a dog. change the locks
even on the house he’s never
visited. you lucky, lucky girl.
you have an apartment
just your size. a bathtub
full of tea. a heart the size
of Arizona, but not nearly
so arid. don’t wish away
your cracked past, your
crooked toes, your problems
are papier mache puppets
you made or bought because the vendor
at the market was so compelling you just
had to have them. you had to have him.
and you did. and now you pull down
the bridge between your houses,
you make him call before
he visits, you take a lover
for granted, you take
a lover who looks at you
like maybe you are magic. make
the first bottle you consume
in this place a relic. place it
on whatever altar you fashion
with a knife and five cranberries.
don’t lose too much weight.
stupid girls are always trying
to disappear as revenge. and you
are not stupid. you loved a man
with more hands than a parade
of beggars, and here you stand. heart
like a four-poster bed. heart like a canvas.
heart leaking something so strong
they can smell it in the street.
Those last six lines.