LadySparrow
LadySparrow
LadySparrow

I battled insomnia and sleep deprivation as a tween/teen in the 90s, as did my husband. Neither of us had so much as a landline phone or tv in our rooms. It was so bad I collapsed at school multiple times from sheer exhaustion. I did my 8th grade science fair project, in 1998, on sleep deprivation in adolescents and

Just yesterday I had a lovely chat with a woman I passed on my way out of the craft store. It led to a possible business transaction, and honestly made my day.

An orthopedist gave my husband 20 Vicodin for a minor fracture he said “kinda hurt”. The same orthopedist turned me out of his office in tears with nothing but a recommendation for physical therapy for my excruciating knee condition. I drove immediately to my (female) gp’s office, she took one look at me and shoved a

Last time I was sick, my generally awesome husband whined that “this whole place goes to shit when you’re sick”. Uh, yeah. I noticed that, too. I don’t know why you’re the one complaining about it, though.

If you’d like your daughter to get more into mechanics, and if she’s shown some interest, you can encourage that interest by inviting her to join you more frequently. My grandfather was a carpenter/home builder and had a workshop in his garage when I was a little girl. I didn’t start out with a strong interest in wood

My daughter always insisted that the tooth fairy did not mess with paper money, a fact about which she was passionate, so it was all dollar coins and quarters for us. She would inform me that some of the kids at school obviously didn’t receive visits from the actual tooth fairy, they were being fooled by their

Servers used to do this kind of thing a lot when my daughter was little. One day a waiter asked if he could bring her a sundae, and when she declined it I joked that I’d never turn down free ice cream. So he brought me a free sundae! Hot fudge, whipped cream, cherry on top; the whole nine yards. Huge tip, and we asked

I donate to and adopt from local rescues. Nearly every animal I’ve ever had has been adopted, rescued, or rehomed to me in some way. The people who actually do the good, hard work to save animals will always have my support. Not these assholes.

Yeah, I love the idea that my chiweenie would be better off on his own in the wild than as a pampered house dog. Newsflash: he used to live that way, and it didn’t suit him. He was found wandering alone and terrified, half-starved and freezing. Even after two years with us, he’ll eat ANYTHING he can swallow, to his

Ran into one of them on FB the other day, in the comments on an article about a teenager who suffered a bad fall while having a seizure because some dude wouldn’t stop distracting her service dog. Going on about “humans can’t own animals” “I don’t need a human’s permission to pet a dog” “a person’s desire to make an

That sounds so awful!

I think that’s a lot of the point of Embarrassing Bodies, though. The people they treat have the NHS, but have still been avoiding or not receiving proper treatment, often due to fear or shame. They take themselves to the people and say “tell us the things you don’t tell anyone else”.

I also wonder how many of these patients are in as desperate a boat as some seem to assume. I have some moles I want removed, but it’s cosmetic (they cause some irritation because of location, but they’re normal) so it’s out of pocket. I’m not absolutely desperate to get rid of them, and I could technically afford to

Are you my mom? She has a pretty impressive scar between her breasts from what sounds like the same thing. Her doctor thought they could just drain it, but it kept filling back up and eventually got infected so they had to cut out the sac. They kept it packed but open for a while so they could keep an eye on the

Thank you, I thought that was weird. A lot of-maybe most-skin conditions are physically and personally uncomfortable regardless of stigma. My husband has psoriasis. He found out he has it by going to the dermatologist because it was so physically unpleasant. So far, he doesn’t have any patches anyone but me even sees

I once had to pull a little boy out from under a pool raft that flipped over on him when he tried to climb up on it. The water was just deep enough I could barely touch the bottom, I was a fair deal larger than him, and he nearly drowned me. In a summer-warm backyard pool. It was terrifying for both of us, even with

It’s just so weird. I don’t understand.

I am so sorry. That is reprehensible and inexcusable. I’m glad that at the very, very least your daughter’s name was cleared.

I will, and it will make her day. She’s a snarky little twit, but she came by it honestly. Luckily her lit teacher is kind of a snarky twit himself (in a good way), so he just deferred to her insight and moved on. Then the next year he went all in with Lolita.

Corey Taylor (of Slipknot and Stone Sour) has done it multiple times, too. I went down a great YouTube rabbit hole one day watching videos of him ripping into assholes from the stage.