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Because the call started off with him talking normally. I've spoken to him a bunch before today.
I work in IT and had a dude use the UwU accent with me on a call today while I was trying to fix his email. Made me wanna barf.
I do the same with my ducks. I have to make sure their pool gets cleaned and filled in both the mornings and evenings on hot days and it's killing me. My one duck is disabled and she has trouble cleaning herself all the way, so she gets sprayed off with the hose once a day. The birds are doing really well in the heat, which has been a relief. My dogs have been just as miserable as I have been. My cats seem fine.
Dealing with a heatwave in PA rn and I've been so sick from it. I'm very sensitive to heat. I've been doing all I can to cool off, but most days I just can't regulate my body temperature naturally* . Almost passed out today when I was catching one of my ducks that escaped the pen. I've been getting my shirts wet and just wearing them like that and sleeping with ice packs in my bed. I have a chain of box fans that are my attempt to get the flow of air from the air conditioner around the house. My house holds heat in very well, but is hard AF to cool off and keep it cool.
My mom spent 6 months giving her mother around the clock care before my grandmother died. Afterwards, my mom told me to put her ass in a care facility if she ever needed care like that. I said okay, but didn't tell her that I had already planned on doing that.
I do not take people who use corporate and "boss" jargon seriously at all. Like, ever. Just talk to me like a goddamn person please.
Can't forget Squonk. The gross pig thing that is so ugly it cries constantly. It can dissolve itself with its tears at will.
Bro just has a breeding kink
Gotta give it to humanity, though. We're damn good at ruining everything we touch.
Same, though my hand already look old because my joints are all fucked up lmao. Almost 27 and I have old lady hands
Bro looks like he's a decrepit dollar store ken doll
You just gotta have that M E N T A L I L L N E S S
You can take a break if you want lmao
@BonesoftheMoon@lemmy.world and @FlyingSquid@lemmy.world out here doing God's work.
Before I worked IT, I was a job coach. I helped individuals with disabilities perform their jobs and teach them skills and all that. It was pretty cool because they sent me to all kinds of different places. I did work in a hydroponics non-profit, a senior center, a DMV, a bank, and some other places. It was pretty cool and most of the individuals I worked with were really nice and cool.
Had to have my ankle put back together in November after breaking it super bad. Almost all of the bills have gone to collections because there are too many separate bills for me to keep up with. I'd also just get them randomly and new ones keep popping up every so often. Sometimes I cry just thinking about it.
Taking the time to do it is part of why I stopped. I have better shit to do than worry about body hair that's there for a reason lol.
I'm a woman, but can't speak for anyone else here. Also, you do realize that anyone can shave as little or as much as they want regardless of gender, right?
My hand joints are getting better finally and I wanna learn an instrument. The thing is, I'm dumb and have struggled really badly with reading music in the past.
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Every Friday, I work from home. Immediately after clocking out, my dogs and I take a nap. Radar was looking forward to it the most lol
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Like last time, constructive criticism is welcome!
No longer told I'm young
Not told that it's my weight
Not told that it's my mental health
She acknowledges my miserable state
Giving so many vials of blood
I hope to find a cure
Or at least some sort of treatment
For the hell that I endure
Waiting waiting waiting
For the next appointment date
Anxious for a diagnosis
To learn about my fate
The doctor could not tell me
What she thinks is wrong
She started me on medicine anyway
My heart sang a joyous song
More tests need done for a diagnosis
But that's not the most important part
Being given something to make me feel better...
I've waited so long to start.
My whole life has been pain
And suffering and woe
I never thought I'd be taken seriously
And misery is all I'd know
But now I have hope
To be free from this strife
To take my freedom for myself
To be able to have a life
My poetry is hella shitty, but I wanted to post this anyway because I'm really happy that my new rheumatologist is taking me seriously and I need everyone to know lol. I'm finally getting treatment for how shitty I feel after trying to get taken seriously for 20 goddamn years. Hoping the treatment works. :)
I have very painful joints and expect to get formally diagnosed with arthritis tomorrow. I love cross stitching, but my god does it make my hands hurt. I also work in IT, so my hands are in use all day for my job. I want to be able to craft after work to relax, but my hands just hurt and cramp immediately when I try to work on a project.
I need to settle an argument I started. My argument: olives are gross.
I will die on this hill.
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Then she got an exam and her smile went away. She doesn't like the vet touching her. It makes her nervous.
She also has allergies and was put on allergy meds. She's thrilled because she gets pill pockets every day now. I'm not thrilled because her medicine is $130/month
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Constructive criticism welcome. :)
I've been drinking so much coconut water (with pulp) this week. I've been craving it like crazy and realized that it's straight up my drink of choice when the temp is 75F and over.
People and their kids like to come over unannounced, and without permission, to look at my ducks like it's the fuckin zoo or some shit.
Need some humor for this situation to ease my frustration
My goldendoodle puppy doesn't ever want to come back inside. I told my beagle "go get your sister" as I tried rounding up the puppy. Now when I say "go get your sister" the beagle runs to the puppy and baits her into chasing him into the house.
He's a beagle, if that helps. He gets upset when I play and just yells.
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Mama Duck is interested in them, but not enough to leave her nest. She doesn't attack me on sight anymore though lol
They let their new puppy outside without a leash and it just comes over to my property and gets into my things that aren't confined to my fence and scares my ducks. This puppy is a pit and is going to get huge. I'm afraid it'll get to my birds or dogs.
How do I tell the super trashy people that own the dog to tie it tf up? I don't want to make enemies with these people, but they need to get their shit together.
They're the only people on the street who don't have their dog fenced in or on a time-out/leash. The road is incredibly busy so the dog is liable to get hit really quick if it decides to run into the street.
I bit down wrong on a piece of chicken and smashed my bottom and top teeth together. One of my top front teeth chipped. It hurts at first and I have a mild headache. It mostly just feels weird and gritty against my tongue. It isn't a big chip. It looks like a tiny slice was taken off the bottom of the tooth aside from the corner that touches my other front tooth.
Should I find an emergency dentist, or will waiting until Monday to call my dentist be okay?
I have a huge fear of my teeth getting fucked because I watched my biodad's teeth rot in his mouth and fall out, and my stepfather has constant tooth infections that could totally spread to his brain and kill him because of the severity.
I brush my teeth daily and the last time I went to the dentist, my teeth were complimented several times, so I don't have a personal history of tooth problems.
My puppy chewed the cord for my fave blanket and I am very upset.
It was a gift, and the original packaging is long gone. The only info I have for it is the big tag on the blanket and what the remote looks like.
Kinda desperate for a replacement cord.
I have no idea how to even go about searching for this stuff. I googled the model listed on the tag of the blanket, but I couldn't find one that had the right remote for it.
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I love not having to pick up her stinky turds twice a day and mop up pee all the time. Next step is to deep clean all of the floors so she isn't tempted to go in the house. I'll be doing that once I am 100% sure the dogs can be trusted in the yard without supervision.
I broke my ankle and leg in October and had to have hardware put in. My ankle has one screw and two tightrope devices.
I'm at the point where I'm back to my normal routine aside from the one day a week I do physical therapy. I'm coming to realize that literally none of the shoes I own are not comfortable anymore. They all make my ankle feel worse and do not expand enough when my foot swells up.
I really like fanfiction. Reading and writing it. Nobody in my life knows and I plan on keeping it that way.