For my old beater 3-door Sierra, I found some bed rails at the junkyard years ago that had d-rings attached at several spots along the lengths of them and they were incredibly handy for attaching tie downs at the middle of the bed. Best $10 I spent on that truck.
For better or worse, they won’t fit my newer Silverado because of the length, and the chrome is flaking off so I wouldn’t really want to put them on the nicer truck anyway and I can’t find anything like them. The only thing I’m finding is anchor points at the stake pocket attachments.
I’ve already installed bed side caps to cover up some ugliness where a tool box was previously installed and protect the rails from further damage and I’m really happy with how it looks but am looking to increase the practical usefulness now.
I’ve picked up some rails I can put on there but now I’m thinking bull rings in the stake pockets and/or the accessory holes inside the bed just under the rails might be just as useful and won’t add to the reach over height, which is already noticeably higher on the newer, taller generation 4x4 Silverado than the older previous gen 2WD Sierra.
Or maybe just hooking straps through the stake pocket hole is fine but I find that awkward sometimes and not as reassuringly secure as an actual ring.
Also, bed rails on bed caps might be a belt & suspenders kind of situation?
On the other hand, I did like the symmetry and balance bed rails paired with sidesteps brought to the old truck. From 1000 yards away and if it was raining, she looked really good
Any insight here?

Am I dying...? My cycle is roughly 31 days. Now, once every few years, maybe it will come after 43 days maximum, so a week and a few days, but at 47 days it’s a little bit concerning because that puts me at two full weeks late.
If I’m really not pregnant, what the fuck is happening to me? Because now I’m more anxious than I was when I was awaiting results.
I did take one tiny sip of water before my test but not enough to dilute anything, if that matters / comes up.
I know my period can be relatively irregular but this is insane. I don’t know what to do. I’m considering going to see a doctor because this is very worrisome. Or maybe it’s normal on some world Idk.
I guess my question for y’all would be, what else could possibly be wrong with me?
Thank you so much for reading and for any comments or insight you may have, I greatly appreciate it.

I’m not sure if this is the correct place to post this. I received a quote to replace my old Breaker box. It’s 100 apps and fairly simple replacement. The house is tiny, and they won’t be moving the box. The quote I received was almost $3,000. Does this sound about right? I’m in Texas if that matters

I recently got to know that I’m pregnant. I tried to book an appointment with OBGYN in Jersey City. I couldn’t find anything immediate and had to go to NYC for preliminary checkup. Going forward I’m looking for a permanent doctor for regular pregnancy checkups and delivery. Could you please recommend a skilled and experienced OBGYN with good management staff in case of emergencies?

"Pig! Nasty fat pig! - Arthur thought with irritation, leaving the subway, - Squeals, as if she is being cut! Businesswoman! I would put this businesswoman with doggy style right on her huge table and fuck her like a..."
Arthur Lomov was thirty-four and he had everything, like people have - a house, a wife, a child, death ahead, and death inside. He also had a job that he hated. More precisely, the work itself did not cause rejection in him, work as work is no worse than then of others. He did not like the bosses (who likes their?). And not even all the bosses, but only the headmistress, the one whom he was going to "fuck". Sleek and haughty, she spoke to people with undisguised disgust, through her teeth, sincerely and deeply despising the "cattle" that surrounded her. Lomov including. He was nobody for her, a manager, what millions, not even an insect, but a bacterium, office plankton. She has not fired him until now just because there was no case. And then the crisis broke out and rumors about layoffs spread around the office.
And as luck would have it, Arthur mixed up some numbers in the quarterly report. Margarita Nikolaevna called him into the office, and screamed as if he had stabbed and robbed a beggar on the porch of church! Not only did she deduct 30 percent from his salary, she also promised to fire he next time! Yes, he himself would have gone, on the same day! If he had money, real big money, say a million dollars!
Arthur suddenly imagined how he, in an expensive dark gray Versace suit, with a small suitcase in his hand, ignoring the screams of secretary, opened the door with a kick and entered the hated office. How the headmistress's already round stupid eyes are rounded.
"What do you want, Lomov?" She asks.
“I have a business proposal!” He says and puts the case on the table; - I want to fuck you ... Yes, to fuck you now on that table fore million dollars! Behind, you a lustful bitch!
“Yes, you are drunk Lomov, leave my office immediately ...” the headmistress says and the last word gets stuck in her throat, because at that moment Arthur opens the suitcase and she sees tight green bundles with real American money.
The headmistress hardly takes her eyes off the dollars, looks at Lomov, then back at the money. Her primitive brain tries to comprehend the non-standard situation and begins to boil.
"Where did you get this from, Lomov?" she says, swallowing her saliva.
"Who cares? You agree?"
The woman's face is covered with red spots, becomes confused and even somehow miserable.
“This is so unexpected…” she mutters, “what if someone comes in?”
Lomov does not answer anything, and only looks at the headmistress, enjoying her confusion.
Finally, having overcome her excitement, she presses the "selector" button:
“Lena don’t let anyone in to see me! I'm busy!"
Then she raises her eyes to Lomov and begins to unbutton her blouse with trembling fingers, the buttons do not obey her, she throws it, grabs the zipper on her skirt.
At this moment, Lomov slams the suitcase shut and takes it off the table.
"Best wishes!" he says.
"In what sense?" The headmistress asks bewildered.
"I changed my mind!" Arthur calmly answers and, without looking back, leaves the office...
He dreamed so much that he almost fell under the wheels and right on the pedestrian crossing. Some idiot on a tinted "nine" flashed in front of him, Arthur barely had time to bounce, but did not calculate his strength and fell into a puddle.
“No, that’s not good,” he thought, rising to his feet and shaking off the dirt from his jacket, “I need to drink urgently!”
* * *
The pub turned out to be very unpresentable, but this did not bother Lomov. Taking two mugs of beer, he hardly found a free table in the bluish smoke and finally took his first long sip.
- Your headmistress got nitpicking you up, and you are completely innocent of anything? - Arthur heard a dry cracked voice in his ear.
He raised his eyes and saw that a dubious appearanceg peasant with a week-long stubble and two mugs of light beer was sitting at his table. Since the question was purely rhetorical, Arthur merely chuckled vaguely in response.
Now ask me, how do I know this? - the stranger did not want to lag behind.
- What is this?
- Well, the fact that you were fucked by your headmistress for no reason at all?
- Well, how do you know that? - Said Arthur to get rid of the importunate type.
- It's very simple - I'm God! - The stranger said triumphantly. And noticing the bewilderment in the eyes of the interlocutor, he explained:
- Well, the one who created the Earth, the Sky and all this! - He glanced around at the smoky pub.
The life of Artur Lomov developed in such a way that he was not ready for such meetings.
"Yeah, that's exactly how I imagined you!" he chuckled sarcastically.
But the impostor, as it turned out, was not going to joke at all.
- What did you want? I look like this because of you! Because that's how you represent me! And if you were a Hindu, I could now have an elephant's head and a long trunk. What if you were a Mayan...
- Don't, I understand everything, - Arthur stopped him, - Just don't expect me to buy you beer!
- Do not make me laugh! I can create so much beer that it will flood not only your entire Moscow, but the entire planet! And what, not a bad idea - a worldwide beer flood! It is high time! Pathetic little people completely lost their fear, they do what they want! I created such a beautiful planet for you: blue seas, snow-capped mountains, shady forests, crystal waters of rivers! And what did you turn it into?
“Yes, the guy seems to be in trouble with his head!” - thought Arthur, listening to the ravings of an uninvited drinking companion.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.
- Well, if you are so omnipotent, could you, just as an entertainment, create for me, let's say a small suitcase with a million dollars? Lomov asked.
“I could,” reply the impostor, not at all embarrassed, “but I won’t. You see, money is such a thing… no matter how much they give you it anyway, very soon you will feel that this is not enough. I'd rather make sure you never need money at all. Is it coming?
Arthur shrugged vaguely.
- I will turn you, well, let's say ... - the stranger thought for a second, - into a rat!
“I don’t want to be a rat,” Lomov suddenly got scared, “they are vile and nasty!”
- No, no, just a rat! Big black rat! But not today, tomorrow. In the meantime, drink your beer!
- Wait! Don't turn me into anyone! - Arthur shouted, but the hanyga had already vanished into cigarette smoke.
* * *
Arthur could not get the key into the keyhole for a long time, and when he finally managed to open the door, he saw his wife in a dressing gown with a crumpled night face.
- Where are you hanging out? – Unkindly asked she, - Do you know what time it is? And why isn't the cell phone answering?
- The phone is dead. Probably ... - Arthur muttered, barely moving his tongue.
- You're l drunk! - The wife said and grimaced in disgust, - And with whom did you get so drunk?
- You will not believe - with God!
- Moron! - said the wife and slapped Arthur on the head with a slipper.
- I am not kidding! I actually drank beer with God and he promised to turn me into a rat! Tomorrow! - He suddenly felt funny, and he began to choke with laughter, - Imagine, tomorrow you wake up, and your husband is a rat, or rather ratman! But it's tomorrow, and now I want to sleep!
- You idiot, take off your shoes! - said the wife and went to the kitchen.
Lomov threw off his shoes with difficulty and went into the bedroom and, without undressing, collapsed onto the bed.
* * *
He dreamed of some nonsense: Margarita Nikolaevna, completely naked, in only shoes, walked around the office, scolded negligent employees, gave valuable instructions. The subordinates listened to her with a serious look and nodded their heads. And only one Arthur could hardly contain the laughter. But when the naked headmistress began to teach the electrician how to properly install the outlet, Lomov could not stand it and literally neighed out loud.
- Lomov, what's the matter with you? - Margarita Nikolaevna asked sternly, - Did I say something funny? By the way, how are you going to compensate for the colossal loss that you caused the company with your mistakes in the report? Do you have a million dollars?
- I have? – Surprised Arthur – Where?
- Then we could cut off your hand! - Suggested Margarita Nikolaevna, - Although wait! Say, are you drinking?
- No!
- It's good that you don't drink, and then we'll take your liver. Or not, better a kidney, because you have two of them!
And then Arthur saw a huge kitchen knife flash in the headmistress's hand. He realized that it was time to run, but his legs suddenly became wobbly and he could not budge...
* * *
Waking up the next morning with a sore head, Arthur first tried to understand why he felt so bad? Obviously, because he got drunk yesterday - that's clear. He strained his brain, and he managed to remember the scandal arranged by the headmistress, as well as the promise to fire him. After such it was a sin not to get drunk! But where? He didn't remember this.
However, there was no time to think, he was already late for work. Taking a sip of cold tea from a cup standing on the table, he quickly dressed and rushed out into the street.
* * *
Despite all the efforts, Lomov was still late for work. As soon as he sat down at his desk and turned on the computer, the secretary called and said that Margarita Nikolaevna urgently wanted to see him. His heart immediately felt ugly and cold.
Arthur honestly tried, following Chekhov, to squeeze a slave out of himself, drop by drop, but somehow it didn’t work out very well. He could convince himself as much as he wanted that the worst thing this woman could do to him was to fire him. Only and everything! But after all, he has arms, legs and a head on his shoulders; he will not die of hunger. But as soon as he was in the director's office, all logical arguments instantly evaporated, and only one animal inexplicable irrational fear remained. That vile, shrill voice pulled things out of the depths of his subconscious that he didn't even know existed. He literally physically felt how he began to decrease in size.
Even now, standing in front of the huge director's desk, like a delinquent schoolboy, he could not get rid of the feeling of his own insignificance.
“Not only are you unable to write an elementary report,” Margarita Nikolaevna’s voice boomed in his ears, “you are also late!” What do you not like about your work? Or do you want to be reduced?
Lomov suddenly imagined that he really was reduced, and at the same moment he saw how all the items in the director's office, including the hostess, began to grow rapidly. He did not immediately guess that in fact no one and nothing is growing, and that he himself is decreasing in size.
- Arthur Valentinovich, what are you doing? – Finally noticed the strange metamorphoses headmistress, - Immediately stop, I order you!
But Lomov was no longer able to stop anything. He was already looking at the edge of the director's table from the bottom up, and after a couple of seconds he realized that his height did not exceed the height of a woman's shoe.
- Rat! - Margarita Nikolaevna suddenly squealed and jumped onto the table with unexpected agility, - Lena, come here soon!
Whistling a few centimeters from his temple, the massive crystal ashtray hit the carpet with a dull thud, and Arthur realized that any delay could cost him his life. With all his might, he rushed under the closet, and a mobile phone and a few obscene words flew after him.
- Where is the rat, Margarita Nikolaevna? - asked the secretary, who came running to the cry.
- She hid under the closet! Call the guard as soon as possible, the closet must be urgently moved away before she runs away!
Realizing that he could not hide here, Arthur began to look for a way out and soon discovered a gap between the plinth and the wall. With difficulty, squeezing through a narrow opening, he found himself in a pier between the main wall and the plasterboard panels with which the office was sheathed. Only now did he feel relatively safe and tried to analyze the situation.
First, he realized that not only had he shrunk in size, but even worse, he had turned into a rat (he never liked rats). This followed not only from the screams of the headmistress (she could call her subordinate and not that way!) but mainly from the long bare tail dragging after him.
And only then Arthur remembered yesterday's visit to the pub and dubious type who called himself God.
It must be said that yesterday he treated his random drinking companion rather lightly, but now, under the pressure of circumstances, he was forced to admit that the impostor was far from being as simple as it seemed to him at first glance. Of course, he is no God, that's clear. But who? For some reason I didn't want to think about it.
Meanwhile, a security guard came and pushed the closet away. They searched for Arthur for a long time and unsuccessfully, but found only a gap in the wall.
- She probably climbed into this hole, - said the guard, - now you can’t smoke her out of there! Or you order to break the wall?
Then the supply manager and some other people came, made noise, moved the furniture.
This bustle tired Lomov, and he dozed off, and when he woke up, there was dead silence. Obviously, the working day has already ended and everyone has gone home. He was terribly hungry, however, not surprising, because he had not eaten anything since yesterday. And then his nostrils caught a delicious smell, it came from the director's office, seeped through the cracks in the wall, penetrated into the brain and caused painful salivation.
Overcoming fear, Lomov cautiously crawled out of hiding and, sniffing the air, moved in the direction of the source of the seductive aroma. Very soon he realized that the smell was coming from the drawer. Using the wires leading to the monitor, he deftly climbed onto the table, but the drawer was closed, and Arthur's weak rat paws were simply unable to pull it out. Luckily, there was a pencil on the table, he pushed it through the slot and, acting as a lever, opened the drawer rather quickly. To his disappointment, he found there only a pile of useless papers and a thick stack of five thousandth bills tied with an elastic band. The impostor did not deceive, now Lomov's money was not at all interested, out of annoyance he even shit on them, but this only increased the hunger.
“Did the devil pull me to ask this idiot for a million dollars?! - he thought, listening to the hungry cramps in his stomach - And yet, where does this smell come from? How can money smell so delicious!”
He rummaged through the entire drawer filled with stupid papers and finally found in the very corner under some kind of contract a small moldy piece of cheese. Well, yes, of course, it was cheese, only he could emit such an attractive aroma.
Arthur ate it in a couple of seconds and of course he didn’t sated a drop. Unable to resist, he even began to gnaw at the contract, soaked with a cheese smell.
- Are you eating contracts? Look, you will earn an ulcer! - Arthur heard a sly voice behind him and turned around. On the edge of the table sat a small but rather pretty white rat.
- Hello! My name is Larisa, - the rat introduced herself, - And you are Arthur from the sales department!
- Exactly, but how do you know me?
- Yes, I used to work in the logistics department; I was fired six months ago.
- Larisa from logistics? I remember you! - Arthur was delighted, - Such a pretty blonde, you still always wore very short skirts, our men just twisted their necks when you walked down the corridor.
- That's why I was fired.
- Wait, are you, too, like I used to be a human?
- All rats were once people, - Larisa remarked philosophically, - but fear turns a person into an animal.
- What kind of nonsense? - Arthur was skeptical.
- No nonsense. British scientists conducted research and came to the conclusion that over the past 40 years, the IQ in rats has increased by 10 points! And at the same time in all rats living in different parts of the globe.
- And what? Rats live next to people and learn all sorts of tricky things from them!
- Let's admit it. Do you know how many people disappear without a trace every year in our country? 80 thousand! A man went out to the nearest store for bread and did not return!
- Do you think they all turn into rats?
- Maybe not all, but many. We have become!
It was difficult to object to such an argument, and Arthur remained silent.
- What are we all talking about? - said Larisa, - you're probably hungry? Come on, I've got something from the New Year's banquet.
Larisa led Arthur to her hole, where a sumptuous dinner was waiting for them: there were half-eaten sandwiches with boiled pork and smoked sausage, and assorted fish, and of course cheese, a lot of cheese.
Satisfying his hunger, Arthur took a closer look at Larisa and suddenly realized that he liked her. And even her long bare tail now did not cause disgust, but rather seemed piquant. And what a wonderful smell emanated from her small, but such a dexterous little body!
Unable to resist the call of the flesh, he approached her from behind and put his paws on her shoulders.
* * *
- Darling! Do you want us to have little rats? - Larisa asked a few minutes later, snuggling comfortably on Lomov's shoulder.
- What? What other rats? Arthur didn't understand.
- Well, how? We didn't protect ourselves! And I am very prolific, in the last litter I brought twelve rats!
- Oh my God! Lomov groaned, “But you can’t do it somehow so that ... well, you understand!”
- Don't you want us to have little rats?
- No, you misunderstood me, that's not the point! It's just all of a sudden...
- What is unexpected? If you don't want little rats, say so!
- It's not that I don't want little rats. You see, this happened to you a long time ago, and in six months you have probably turned into a real rat, you feel like a rat and think like a rat. And I was still a human this morning...
- You were office plankton! - Larisa reminded.
- Okay, so be it! But I walked on two legs, wore a blue suit, a striped tie, and drank Gösser beer.
- You can get beer in the garbage dump, - Larisa suggested, - Sometimes unfinished bottles are thrown there.
- I don't want beer from the dump, damn it! - Arthur got angry, - And I don't want to be a rat! Why on earth should I be a rat? Why, Lord? There are so many real scums around: thieves, robbers, murderers, rapists, child molesters! Well, why me?!
“You and I seem to have such karma,” Larisa sighed sadly, “never mind. Let's sleep better, and tomorrow we'll go to the garbage heap and find you a Gösser beer.
* * *
Lomov fell asleep and had a wonderful dream. In this dream, he was human again.
He was lying in a small bright room on a clean sheet, covered up to his chin with a striped woolen blanket. The gentle spring sun shone through the window, and the soul was light and calm.
He thought that, perhaps, he should go to wash and already threw back the covers, but at that moment voices and noise were heard outside the door. Arthur returned the blanket to its place and pretended to be asleep.
People entered the room, through narrowed eyelids Lomov could only see through the legs and the skirts of white coats.
- But Semyon Arkadyevich, pay attention, a very interesting case! - said the first rather pleasant male voice, - Sick Lomov, he entered yesterday. Hypomanic arousal in an acute form, convinced that he is a rat. When the team arrived, he rushed around the director's office, biting, scratching, trying to hide under the closet, barely managed to calm him down. He was injected with 4 cubes of chlorpromazine. When he wakes up, for some time he will adequately perceive the surrounding reality, but after a few hours the effect of the drug will end.
- Very good! - Answered the second voice, - continue aminazin, add more phenazepam and electroconvulsive therapy. Who's next for us?
- Maklakov, Delirium tremens, entered three days ago...
The voices began to fade, the dream gradually melted away and Lomov found himself again lying in the rat hole. A white rat sat next to him and somehow strangely (with tenderness?) looked at him.
- Larisa? You? - He asked, looking at the animal.
- Well, yes, Larisa, who else?
- You know Larisa, I had such a strange dream here! - Lomov yawned, unable to restrain himself, - As if I had become a man again, I was lying in a clean, bright room, some people in white coats were coming and saying something. It seems like I got sick, I'm in the hospital, and they treat me.
- I, too, at first dreamed of something similar, but then everything went away, - Larisa reassured him, - And it will pass for you too!
- I do not want will pass! Vice versa. Understand - I do not want to be a rat, sleep in this stinking hole, and eat garbage! I want to be human!
- Unfortunately, this is a one-way street.
- In what sense?
- I asked to other rats. There has never been such a case that a rat became a man.
- And what, there is no hope?
- To be honest, not the slightest. Okay, stop talking, let's go have breakfast in the trash, otherwise yesterday we ate up all the supplies!
- I won't go, - Arthur answered and lay down, resting his head on his front paws.
- Okay, lie down. Then I'll bring you something delicious. Do you want rotten herring intestines?
- No.
"Then what do you want I to bring?"
- I do not want anything.
- You can't do that, Arthur. If you don't eat, you'll get sick and soon die!
- That's good, everything is better than this life!
- You know, Arthur, I used to think so too, but then I realized one very simple thing: since we exist as outcasts ...
- Outcasts? Lomov asked.
- Well, yes - rats, cockroaches, crickets and others ... So, since we are exist, then someone needs it!
- To whom? To office plankton? So that they look at us and rejoice that it is not they who have to rummage through the garbage in search of rotten herring intestines?
- Well, yes, at least. And don't forget that at any moment they themselves can be in our place!
- I don't want to be a scarecrow for these one-celled!
- And what do you want?
- Don't know. I don't want to live, that's what!
- We must be careful with desires, - Larisa warned, - they tend to come true!
- Well, let! I want to die and the sooner the better!
- Bad deed is not tricky. There are thousands of ways: you can deliberately climb into a mousetrap, or, for example, go out into the yard in the evening and shout: “Cats are motherfuckers!”
- Faggots! Cretins! Jerks! - Heard the cries of Margarita Nikolaevna from behind the wall, - I will fire you all; you will eat rotten meat in my garbage dump! I told you yesterday to catch a rat! Not only did this bastard gobble up a million dollar contract, but he also pissed off my money!
“Money can be laundered,” the financial director advised timidly, “now many do it!
- Here you take Mark Antonovich and launder this money as you want! And you, Igor Ivanovich, as the head of the security department, urgently take care of the rat! And so that by tomorrow morning I could see her corpse!
- Then I went for mousetraps? Igor Ivanovich asked.
- Go, do something already! Do not stand like idols!
* * *
Arthur not only did not go with Larisa to the trash, but did not even touch the delicacies that she brought him. He spent the whole day lying in the hole, with his head on his paws and staring dully in front of him.
But by evening, when there was no food left, hunger began to make itself felt. Thoughts of suicide disappeared somewhere; he wanted cheese, ham, grain, and most importantly more and more. At first he endured, trying to hide his cowardice, but then he could not stand it.
- Listen Laris, and there you have nothing left to gnaw? - he asked.
- No, I finished everything, you refused! - Answered Larisa, - But I think it's time to visit our headmistress's office. The working day is already over; no one will interfere with us.
Four mousetraps were waiting for them in the office, richly stuffed with cheese, sausage and even lard.
- Give me a pencil! Larisa asked.
Arthur climbed onto the table and brought a pencil. Larisa put it in a mousetrap and it snapped shut, breaking the back of the pencil.
- Well, now you can safely eat cheese! - She said.
While Larisa was fiddling with the next mousetrap, Lomov decided to look for food on his own, and very quickly found a saucer of flour in the corner behind the bedside table. True, the smell of flour was a little strange, but the hunger was so strong that he did not become picky.
- You're so funny! - Larisa giggled when she saw Arthur, - you have a white mustache, and the whole muzzle!
- Yes, I'm here ... I found flour ... - Lomov muttered and began to embarrassedly rub his muzzle with varnishes.
- Wait, are you eating flour? Larisa asked, and her gaze was filled with genuine horror.
- Yes, what wrong? - Arthur spoke slowly, involuntarily infected by her fear.
- I knew it! You could not be left alone for a second; you are like a small child! It's my entire fault!
- Wait a minute, explain plainly what happened?
- There is such an old way of killing rats and mice. Flour is mixed with alabaster and placed in a conspicuous place. Now you will be thirsty, the alabaster will mix with the water, the solution will immediately seize, and you will die a slow and painful death.
- What if you don't drink?
- Then you will die of dehydration. Not a very pleasant ending either.
Wait, you must be wrong! Maybe there was no alabaster in that flour? 'Cause I can't die, I'm so young!
- Okay, let's go; let's look at your flour! - Larissa sighed.
Lomov showed her the saucer; the rat carefully sniffed it and confidently sentenced:
- The smell of alabaster!
- And what will happen now?
- Now you're going begin to die!
- No, it can't be! After all, I have not even begun to truly live, only I was going to! And most importantly - for what?
- I don’t understand where all of a sudden such a thirst for life comes from? Just a few hours ago, you yourself wanted to die!
- I was a fool! And now I understand everything, I want to live! Live by anyone: a blind mole, a cockroach, a worm.
- Whoever you are, sooner or later you would still have to die. Or did you think you'd live forever?
- No, of course, - Arthur was embarrassed, - I just didn't expect everything to happen so quickly and ridiculously. I am not ready!
- Well, get ready, you still have time! I told you - you will go to die for a long time.
- Wait, Laris, it seems it has begun!
- What started?
- Well, what were you talking about. There is something going on inside of me. It feels like... I don't know what to say. It seems like everything is starting to turn to stone!
- I knew it! Well, go to look for your last shelter!
- What other shelter?
- The rat, when it feels that its end is near, leaves its relatives, looks for a secluded place and hides there.
- For what?
- Such is the law - everyone dies alone!
But I don't want to die alone! In fact, I just don't want to die! However, I think I've already said that.
- Of course he did! Come on; crawl away faster while you can still move your paws!
* * *
Arthur wandered for a long time through some basement passageways, crawled into holes, but could not find a quiet place anywhere. There was a rat smell everywhere, or even worse, a cat smell. Finally, he managed to find a seemingly suitable hole, he lay down on a pile of dirty rags, but as soon as he closed his eyes, some devils appeared and dragged him to hell.
"Put me down," he shouted, "I don't want to go to hell! For what? I didn't do anything wrong!"
In response, the devils grinned and were talking among themselves in an incomprehensible language. And when he began to struggle, they twisted his hands (now he had hands!) Behind his back.
But the worst began when they arrived at the place. The devils put a funnel down Arthur's throat and began pouring molten lead into him. However, maybe it was not lead, but silver, platinum, or some other white metal.
Then he vomited with this liquid metal, and then the funnel was inserted again, and everything started all over again. But this was not enough for the devils, and they began to pour the same metal into it only from the other side. His insides were swollen, and it seemed that they were about to burst. Unable to bear the torment, Arthur passed out.
And when he came to himself, he saw a girlish face of angelic beauty bending over him. And suddenly this angelic face approached him and dug into his lips with a passionate kiss.
"Maybe I'm in heaven!" thought Arthur.
- Stop overworking, Lariska, don't you see, he's already recovered! - A rather unpleasant female voice came from somewhere above.
Larisa pulled away and spat.
“I thought he would never recover!” she said, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
- Where I am? Arthur asked, looking around.
- Where, where, in Karaganda! - Answered the second girl and rolled up with a cheerful laugh, - You better tell us fool, why did you eat cement?
- Cement? So it was cement? – Delighted Arthur, - Definitely not alabaster?
- We have Tajiks doing repairs, - the girl explained, - there are bags of cement in the corridor, so you ate straight from the bag. Dzhamshut came running, complaining, if your patients eat our cement, how can we repair? You had to do a gastric lavage, and out of habit you almost go to hell! Well, Lariska noticed in time, you can say, she saved your life!
The nurses left (he guessed that they were nurses in white caps and gowns) and Lomov began to inspect the room. On the wall, framed under glass, he noticed a rather strange document. Arthur got out of bed, walked over and began to read.
“A reminder to the new arrivals.
Eight levels of hell.

1. Arbuda-naraka - hell of blisters. On a dark frozen valley, surrounded by cold mountains, there is a constant blizzard and snow storm. The inhabitants of this hell are naked and lonely, and their bodies are covered with blisters from the cold. The time spent in this hell is how long it will take to empty a barrel of sesame seeds, if one grain is taken every hundred years.
   
2. Nirarbuda-naraka - the hell of swelling blisters. This hell is even colder and the blisters swell and explode, leaving the bodies covered in blood and pus.
   
3. Atata-naraka - hell when shaking from the cold.
   
4. Hahava-naraka - the hell of weeping and groaning. When the victim moans from the cold.
   
5. Huhuva-naraka - the hell of chattering teeth. Terrible chills and chattering of teeth.
   
6. Utpala-naraka - the hell of the blue lotus, when the constant cold makes the whole skin turn blue like a lily.
   
7. Padma-naraka - lotus hell. A snowstorm covers the frozen body, leaving bloody wounds.
   
8. Mahapadma-naraka - the great lotus hell. The whole body cracks from the cold, and the internal organs also crack from the terrible frost.
   

Staying in each next level is 20 times longer than in the previous one.
After…"
What awaits the unfortunate then Lomov did not have time to find out - a doctor entered the ward. He felt his pulse, pulled his eyelids back, examined his tongue.
- Well, the patient, I see - your condition has stabilized, it's time for the procedures! - He said in a cheerful voice.
- What other procedures? Arthur asked suspiciously.
- Shock cryotherapy.
- What is this? Never heard of such a thing!
- No wonder, this is my own technique. It consists in the following: the patient is stripped naked and placed in a special chamber, cooled to an extremely low temperature...
- Wait, I can't be frozen, I can't stand the cold! My skin is covered with pimples and starts to beat like a fever!
- Get used to, a person gets used to everything. Moreover, you have eternity ahead of you!
Are you a doctor; are you out of your mind? What the hell is eternity? Are you going to freeze me forever? My heart can't take it, I'll just die!
- It's you who are crazy, - the doctor objected, - and now we will treat you!
- Do not treat me, doctor! Yes, I admit, I was sick, but now I am cured. Believe me, I'm healthy! I adequately perceive the reality around me! For God's sake, let me go!
- Would a healthy person eat cement? - The doctor grinned sarcastically.
The orderlies appeared - Lomov recognized in them the very devils who poured liquid metal into him.
They blindfolded the patient and led him through the endless hospital corridors. Then he was taken for a long time in an elevator, as it seemed to him down, and then again there were corridors.
* * *
- I can't be frozen, - just in case, Arthur warned, when the orderlies suddenly began to pull off his clothes, - I'm allergic to cold. I will die immediately!
- Not anymore! - The orderly assured, continuing to undress Lomov.
- In what sense? - Arthur didn't understand.
- In direct! You probably think you're in a psych ward?
- Yes of course! Where else can they bully people like that?
- Wow, "above the people"! - The orderly chuckled, - But just a few hours ago you considered yourself a rat!
- I was wrong! But now that I have realized my delusions, there is no need to keep me in your terrible hospital!
- I told you, this is not a hospital for you!
- What then?
- The ancient Greeks called this place Hades, the Muslims Sakar, the Buddhists - Naraka, the Christians - underworld or just Hell. Atheists believe that there is no such place at all. Remember that jerk on the tinted nine?
- Wait, what do you want to say? But I managed to jump back!
- As you can see, you didn’t have time! - The orderly grunted sarcastically, - You died before the arrival of the ambulance!
- How did I die? Wait, I'm… - Arthur tried to object, but suddenly he realized that he was talking to himself.
He tore off the bandage from his eyes and saw that he was standing completely alone, naked in the middle of an endless snowy plain, and the icy wind was beating his face, tearing tears from his eyes, which immediately hardened, turning into ice.
There was no strength to stand still, and he went at random, trembling all over and falling into the snow almost up to his knees...

So my initial script I got back in Sept/Oct is finishing and I need more product. I remember the doctor mentioning the script included a repeat - does that mean I can just call the pharmacy an ask for some more. Would they just send me the same strains that were on my my first prescription. My first prescription only had 2 strains and one oil. I’m actually quite keen to try a different strain - I take it that mean I would have to book another appointment with the doctonurse? Perhaps this time round I can ask for multiple strains/repeats to avoid having to pay to see the doctor for a follow up… does it work like that or not really?
How much do you pay for follow up appointments?

(Reposting for different title) This is a very long post, so bear with me.
The Legend of Zelda timeline doesn’t make sense. Thanks to voice lines from every single sage, we know that the flashbacks take place during the Imprisoning War, which takes place in the Fallen Timeline of the franchise. The earlier flashbacks closely echo some of the events of Ocarina of Time, with the introduction of Ganondorf and Zelda taking the place of link in warning the king and queen of Ganondorf’s ill intentions. It sort of makes sense, since there doesn’t appear to be a Link/someone possessing the Spirit of the Hero in this era. However, this cannot possibly be the Imprisoning War, since Rauru said that he and Sonia were the first king and queen of Hyrule. That would mean that the flashbacks take place long before the events of The Minish Cap, possibly thousands of years before OoT. Furthermore, the Rito are fully fledged beings, and yet they don’t appear to exist until the events of Wind Waker, which is an alternate timeline – the Adult Timeline. From several games in the Fallen timeline, the Zora are shown to be nothing more than mindless monsters, such as in A Link Between Worlds, and yet in OoT, they are fully sentient beings.
I think I know a way to explain almost everything I mentioned above. Breath of the Wild seems to bridge all three alternate timelines: there are sentient Zora, fully fledged Rito, the Imprisoning War, etc. and several millennia have passed between BotW and the earlier games. But there’s more. I believe that the change from sentient Zora to mindless monsters happened due to the carnage of the Imprisoning War. I think it’s possible that the War resulted in the loss of Zora leadership, leading to the apparent “savagery” (for lack of better words) in the Zora in the Fallen Timeline. In the book, The Lord of the Flies, a large group of schoolboys find themselves alone on an island with no adults. Over the course of the book, they become less ‘civilised’, more barbaric and ‘savage’. I believe this could be an explanation for what happened to the Zora. It’s not a perfect explanation, but, at least to me, it works. What isn’t quite explainable, however, is how the Imprisoning War could occur during the reign of the first Hyrulian Royal family, or how the Rito could exist that far back in the timeline. How could these three ‘things’ exist simultaneously?
Well, dear Redditiors, Zelda fans and theorists, I would like to propose to you that they can exist simultaneously. In the Twilight Princess, you can find a carving which appears to depict the Rito. But how could that be? Surely the Rito didn’t exist in this timeline? In this section in the timeline, yes, but what about earlier? Much, much earlier. What if, now hear me out, what if the Rito, as we know, love, and hate them, already existed? How did they did they disappear so soon after founding of the Kingdom of Hyrule and before The Minish Cap? Well, if in just a few centuries, the Kokiri can evolve/change/mutate into the Koroks and the Zora into the Rito, why couldn’t the Rito themselves evolve/change/mutate following the Imprisoning War? If you’re wondering how that could possibly be the case, when the Rito have never featured in the Fallen Timeline, I’m here to tell you that I’m not talking about that Imprisoning War. I’m taking about a different one.
I believe that the Imprisoning War that featured in TotK and the one in the Fallen Timeline are, in fact, two separate events. I believe that the Imprisoning War in TotK was the First Imprisoning War. If you’re wondering how that’s possible when the villain is so clearly Ganondorf, who was first introduced in OoT, well, why couldn’t it be a different Gerudo male called Ganondorf? In BotW, Urbosa said that a Gerudo male once took the form of Ganon. It makes sense that she would be referring to OoT Ganondorf. If it happened more than once, surely, she would have said so? Not really, no. Remember, more than 10,000 years have passed between games. History can become lost to time. Let’s take another look at the glyph depicting two dragons, each consuming the other’s tail. It looks identical to the symbol of an Ouroboros Cycle – a continuous cycle of events. But here’s the thing, there are two dragons, not one. It’s possible this refers to more than one continuous cycle. There’s the cycle born from the Demon King’s Curse, but there’s more. Shortly after the founding of Hyrule, Ganondorf is sealed away in the Imprisoning War, 10,000 years later is the First Great Calamity. 10,000 years after that is the Second Great Calamity. 20,000 years before TotK, the Rito existed, then they disappeared. Several thousand years later, they reappeared. Ganondorf rose to power and was defeated in a war, thousands of years later, in OoT a Ganondorf rose again, and was defeated, again. Here’s what I believe happened. In the early years of the kingdom of Hyrule’s founding, the Rito, as we know them in BotW, existed, the Zora were sentient, everything was as it was in the flashbacks in Tears of the Kingdom. When the first Ganondorf rose to power and began his war on Hyrule, I believe it’s possible that, knowing the Rito have an advantage with their flight and are skilled archers, a portion of Ganondorf’s resources were spent to nullify the Rito’s advantage as much as possible. As a result, the remaining Rito fled to the rockspires in the middle of Lake Totori – a very defensive position. Also, take a moment to examine Rito Village’s location. It’s in Hebra. Playing as Link, you need cold resistance clothing or food, so you don’t take freeze. For the Gerudo, who lived in the desert, I expect the cold temperatures would’ve been unbearable. Despite this, the Rito sage did not falter and offered his allegiance to Rauru.
Hyrule succeeded in stopping Ganondorf, but it came at a heavy price: both Hyrulian monarchs were dead, and Ganondorf would return. Now, here comes the heavy speculation (mostly hearsay). If the First Imprisoning War echoes the events of the Second, there must have been a Spirit of the Hero. I think the Spirit of the Hero was Rauru. My evidence for which is that Sonia is likely a descendant of Skyward Sword’s Zelda, and there is always some connection between a Zelda – the incarnation/descendent of the goddess Hylia – and her chosen hero (that’s literally about it). But Rauru, possessing the Spirit of the Hero, and Sonia, the blood of the goddess, were killed. (Side note: Rauru and Soina mentioned that Zelda was their direct descendent, but we never see nor hear of them having any children. Nothing important for this theory, just interesting.) As for the Rito, their population was decimated. There were so few of them left, they decided to look outside of Hebra to keep their numbers. As seen from the carvings in Twilight Princess, they may have had some success, with the best results coming from coupling with Hylians (and possibly Zora? (don’t try to think about this too much)), but in the end, it was a fruitless endeavour. Long before the events of The Minish Cap transpired, the last resemblance of the Rito vanished. But for the rest of Hyrule, life moved on. And the Demon Curse continued to harass the Spirit of the Hero and the Princess of Hyrule. (How could the curse persist when Ganondorf was still alive? Even though he was technically still alive, I think he was dead enough that the timeline could move on.)
Fast forward thousands of years into the future to the events of the Ocarina of Time, another Ganondorf was born to the Gerudo, the first Gerudo male born in 100 years. He began another war against Hyrule, ruling the kingdom for seven years before he was defeated by Link and sealed away. In the Adult Timeline, the Hero of Time was returned to the past, so when Ganondorf returned, Hyrule was left without a Hero. The sages sealed Ganondorf away again, in a different Imprisoning War to the one in the Fallen Timeline. The Gods flooded Hyrule, creating the Great Sea, and… the Zora became the Rito? Among the many things that don’t make sense, why water-adept beings evolved to have flight is a mystery, unless, of course, the Zora lived in fresh water and couldn’t tolerate salt water. It always confused me as to why the Rito in WW looked more like Hylians than Zora, even if a few centuries had passed. Furthermore, the Rito only “got their wings” from a dragon scale. I have little evidence for this, other than speculation, but I think it’s likely that the Rito evolved from the Hylians and Zora who had even the faintest of traces of Rito DNA, back from the aftermath of the First Imprisoning War. Remember what King Daphnes Nohansen Hyrule said in WW, that the Gods told some people to go to the highest peaks. But why not all of them? That I do not know. Maybe a YouTuber has already covered it.
Nevertheless, over the centuries, the Rito evolved to the ones we know in BotW, the Great Sea drained and Hyrule returned to the surface. People returned to Hyrule and started their civilisation anew. Thousands of years after this, the First Great Calamity occurred. 10,000 years later, the Second Great Calamity. In the months following the Second Great Calamity, Ganondorf was reawakened, as were the sages. The ancestors of the BotW sages appeared to each of their descendants and told them the story of the Imprisoning War. The First Imprisoning War.
The greatest issue in writing this theory was the existence of the Rito in the Imprisoning War. With only the carvings hinting to their existence in the Timeline before the split in OoT in Twilight Princess, the Rito only featured in the Adult Timeline. Is this theory perfect? No, definitely not. But does it work? Somehow, kind of. The Rito must have existed at the founding of the Kingdom of Hyrule, yet they never feature in a game until Wind Waker. We learn that the Rito evolved from the Zora after the gods drowned Hyrule. However, they must have existed at some point prior to Ocarina of Time due to the carvings seen in Twilight Princess, but they weren’t the Rito in WW, BotW or even the flashbacks in TotK. I’m sure I’ve missed many things that support and contradict this theory.
Much of it is just hearsay, but it’s the best I’ve got. I'd love to hear your thoughts on this.

Monday-Tuesday

Network	Drama	Day/Time	Episode	Rating
KBS2	My Perfect Stranger	Mon/9.50 p.m.	E07	4.2%
		Tue/9.50 p.m.	E08	4.0%
tvN	Family: The Unbreakable Bond	Mon/8.50 p.m.	E11	2.9%
		Tue/8.50 p.m.	E12	3.2%
Channel A	Queen of Masks	Mon/10.30 p.m.	E09	2.6%
		Tue/10.30 p.m.	E10	2.6%
ENA	Oh! Youngsim	Mon/10.00 p.m.	E03	0.3%
		Tue/10.00 p.m.	E04	0.4%

Wednesday-Thursday

Network	Drama	Time	Episode	Rating
JTBC	The Good Bad Mother	Wed/10.30 p.m.	E09	9.4%
		Thu/10.30 p.m.	E10	8.4%
ENA	Bo! Ra! Deborah!	Wed/9.00 p.m.	E13	0.9%
		Thu/9.00 p.m.	E14	1.0%

Friday-Sunday

Network	Drama	Day/Time	Episode	Rating
KBS2	The Real Has Come!	Sat/8.00 p.m.	E19	18.8%
		Sun/8.00 p.m.	E20	20.2%
SBS	Dr. Romantic Season 3	Fri/10.00 p.m.	E09	13.4%
		Sat/10.00 p.m.	E10	13.5%
JTBC	Doctor Cha	Sat/10.30 p.m.	E13	14.4%
		Sun/10.30 p.m.	E14	18.2%
tvN	Tale of the Nine-Tailed 1938	Sat/9.10 p.m.	E07	5.3%
		Sun/9.10 p.m.	E08	6.7%

FAQ: Why does the KBS weekend dramas have such high ratings?
Answer: That timeslots are always showing family dramas, which continuously has shown high ratings. Families and elderlies are drawn to that genre, and also watching it live, which is why the high ratings. You can see similar high ratings for their daily dramas in the morning and evenings, even on other public networks (MBC, SBS).

Highest & Lowest Rating in Show history

KBS2' My Perfect Stranger: 4.7% (E08)

• Previous Best: 4.5% (E01)

JTBC' The Good Bad Mother: 10.0% (E10)

• Previous Best: 9.4% (E09)

tvN' Family: The Unbreakable Bond: 2.9% (E11)

• Previous Worst: 2.9% (E05,E08)

ENA' Oh! Youngsim: 0.3% (E03)

• Previous Worst: 0.4% (E02)

Note: ^{For dramas that has multiple parts, the part with the highest rating is used. Ratings from the 2nd week of broadcast is used for this section}
*Ratings are from Nielsen Korea (Nationwide area), taken from Naver and Daum.

*N.A.: not aired, N.R.: Not rated (too low) or not reported, TBA: To be announced.

So, as the title says, I am a Knicks fan from Southampton, England. I’ve been into the NBA for a few years now but never actually chose a team, but that changed this March when I took a trip to NYC for the first time and got tickets to watch the Knicks play against the Nuggets (and win!). Without being dramatic, I fell in love with the experience. I did the classic foreigner going to a basketball game and bought a jersey (with Randle on the back), a t shirt and a cap, and I returned to the UK a fully fledged Knicks fan. I bought an NBA pass to watch the remaining games and was so hooked.
But the main reason for this post is, I’m wanting to know more about the fanbase. I’ve obviously read bits & pieces online but it’s different to talking to the actual fans. Who do Knicks fans hate the most & why? And what is the average home game at MSG like for the regular fans?
Any extra info on the Knicks and their history would be greatly appreciated 😁

Just trying to clear some space. A few general notes:

• All items are like new or very good unless otherwise stated. Please note that I'm not a professional grader nor have I had any of these items evaluated. But I'm personally a very picky collector so these are all in good shape.
• Prices do NOT include shipping. Shipping will be calculated at time of sale based on what you purchase. However, I will cap your shipping cost at a MAX of $20. Almost everything will be much less than $20 but if you purchase a lot (thank you!) and it would cost more than $20 to ship, that's the most you will pay. I will make up the difference. Everything will be shipped via USPS. US only please.
• Prices are mostly firm but I will be more willing to listen to offers if you are looking to purchase more than one thing.
• More detailed pics are always available upon request! Just let me know anything you'd like to see.

Omnis

Title	ISBN	Notes	Price
Loki Vol 1	9781302930646	DM cover - NEW SEALED	$70
Batman: Road to No Man’s Land	9781779506610	NEW SEALED	$80
Batman: No Man’s Land Vol. 1	9781779513229	NEW SEALED	$80
Batman: No Man’s Land Vol. 2	9781779517142	NEW SEALED	$80

Hardcover Collections

Title	ISBN	Notes	Price
Ascender by Jeff Lemire	9781534322363	full series #1-18; corners slightly dented	$20
Batman: The Killing Joke Deluxe Edition (2008)	9781401216672	dust jacket has some warping but no tears; normal shelf wear otherwise	$8
Batman: Arkham Asylum Deluxe Edition by Grant Morrison (2021)	9781779513175	corners slightly dented	$15
Marvel Masterworks Atlas Era Jungle Adventure Vol. 2	9780785150121	NEW SEALED	$23

TPB Collections

Title	ISBN	Notes	Price
Batman: Earth One Complete Collection	9781779516343		$12
She-Hulk (2014) The Complete Collection by Charles Soule	9781302947750		$12
Middlewest by Skottie Young	Book One- 9781534312173; Book Two- 9781534313644; Book Three- 9781534315983	sold as a set preferred	$20
Family Tree by Jeff Lemire	Vol 1 Sapling- 9781534316492; Vol 2 Seeds- 9781534316966; Vol 3 Forest- 9781534318632	Vol 1 has a creased corner; sold as a set preferred	$15
Elektra: The Hand (2004)	9780785115943		$7
Monkey Meat: The First Batch	9781534323230		$8
Star Wars: The Rise of Kylo Ren by Charles Soule	9781302924188		$7
Star Wars: Bounty Hunters by Ethan Sacks	Vol 1 Galaxy’s Deadliest- 9781302920838; Vol 2 Target Alliance- 9781302920845; Vol 3 War of the Bounty Hunters- 9781302928810	sold as a set preferred	$30
Star Wars (2020) by Charles Soule	Vol 1 The Destiny Path- 9781302920784; Vol 2 Operation Starlight- 9781302920791; Vol 3 War of the Bounty Hunters- 9781302920807; Vol 4 Crimson Reign- 9781302926182	sold as set preferred	$40
Star Wars: Crimson Reign by Charles Soule	9780785194682	full series #1-5	$10
Out of the Blue by Garth Ennis	9781949028874	complete series	$10
Beyonders Vol 1 by Paul Jenkins	9781949028065	complete series	$8
Nuclear Family Vol 1 by Stephanie Phillips	9781949028737	full first arc	$8
Afterlift by Chip Zdarsky	9781506724409	complete series	$10
The Good Asian by Pornsak Pichetshote	Vol 1- 9781534320949; Vol 2- 9781534321212	sold as set preferred	$18
Retroactive GN by Ibrahim Moustafa	9781643375496		$10
How to Read Comics the Marvel Way (2022)	9781302924751	like new	$5

Single Issue Sets

Please note that these single issues are sold as sets ONLY. I will not break any sets apart, sorry. All of these issues have been read at least once and at most twice. Each issue is first print and main cover unless specified otherwise.

Title	Publisher	Notes	Price
Chicken Devil #1-4	Aftershock	complete first series	$9
Cross to Bear #1-4	Aftershock	complete series	$9
Basilisk #1-12	Boom	complete series	$20
I Am Batman by John Ridley #0-6	DC		$8
Monkey Prince (2022) #1-12	DC	complete series	$20
Aloha, Hawaiian Dick by B. Clay Moore #1-5	Image	complete series	$8
A Town Called Terror by Steve Niles #1-6	Image	complete first arc	$10
The Me You Love in the Dark by Skottie Young #1-5	Image	complete series; issue #1 is SECOND PRINT	$8
Primordial by Jeff Lemire #1-6	Image	complete series	$8
Shadecraft by Joe Henderson #1-5	Image	complete series; issues #1 and #2 are SECOND PRINT	$8
What’s the Furthest Place From Here? by Tyler Boss & Matthew Rosenberg	Image	#1-7	$15
Shang-Chi and the Ten Rings (2022) #1-6	Marvel	complete series; plus Annual #1	$10
The Death of Doctor Strange (2021) #1-5	Marvel	complete series; #1 is SECOND PRINT; #2 is Masterpieces Variant; issue #3 is Dr Doom Variant; #4 is Villains Reign Variant; #5 is classic homage variant	$8
House of Slaughter	Boom	#1-10; #3 is red blank variant	$20

His dad died last July from a heart attack and every time I think he’s managing better any time a topic comes up even incidentally/ mildly related to his dad he starts to shut down and will often times leave the room. I don’t talk about his father at all and he doesn’t bring him up a whole lot unless it’s something really positive but I can’t help but feel so angry when I see him getting sad to the point where I can’t even say the word “hospital” or “death” without him completely freezing up and getting sad.
For context, his father was an incredibly horrible person. He once pulled a gun to my husband’s head (while he was just a teen) and told him to leave the house because he tried to intervene while he was attempting to beat his sister. He left his mom when he was young for another woman and stopped financially supporting them, his mother couldn’t afford to pay rent and they were evicted and put on the streets (he didn’t even offer them a bed when they were evicted). I can’t type all the horrible things that man has done without getting angry or emotional. When I met my husband he was living with his dad but he was only welcomed there because he had a job and was helping to pay the bills. Covid hit and he lost his job and things were starting to get rocky in his household again. I wasn’t making much money at the time and I was fresh out of college but I pinched all the pennies I could so we could get our own place. Since we moved his dad’s illness started to worsen. He abandoned his health all together so when he had his heart attack last year there wasn’t much the doctors could do.
My husband feels guilty for leaving at times or not checking in enough. He’s also very fixated on the good memories he’s had with his dad and never acknowledges all the overwhelmingly bad ones. I struggle to empathize with his grief because it’s like I can’t unhear all he’s told me. I can’t uncry all the tears that I shed and all the nights I struggled really hard to make sure I could afford a place for us so he wouldn’t need his dad. We never argue about this or talk about this because I know we will both say things that each other doesn’t want to hear.
To clarify, I’m not invalidating his grief and I understand that a loss is a loss. When he cried for weeks after I stayed up at night consoling him and my heart truly broke with his. What I struggle with is the image he’s created of his dad since his passing. Like he was this idyllic father. I will never challenge my husband on the grief he feels but I just don’t know how to manage my own emotions towards it.
Tldr Husband’s abusive dad passed away last year and I’m struggling to support his grief knowing all the horrible things he did to him.

As of Y2S1, finished 40 MCs (the others modules SU-ed) with 4.57. But I took an L this semester and got 4.286 (after SU-ing one mod I already planned to at the start).
My dilemma is: Now my cap would drop to 4.496. I still have one more SU to use, I’m thinking if I should use it to SU my next lower grade - B+ so that it would be a 4.536.
Context: Biz kid, second major in Econs, worried that I might need to use it on SU-able 2k econs mods that I will be taking next semester.
Pros of SU-ing that B+ would look better on my portfolio, which matters more now since after I get more internship experience the tank in my CAP would not matter as much. Next semester if I got a B+ for modules I’m weak in it would be the same since I alr used my SU this sem.
Side question: Will they round up the 4.496 to a 4.50? I’m scared of losing the FCH title. If they do round up, then I will probably lean more to not using it.
Anyone can kindly advise, thank you so much!

Hi all, I’m wondering for ualberta med immunizations, do you have to go to the university health centre or can you go to your family doctor?
Also, you just send an email to let them know you’ve initiated your series if you need them? Is that all it takes? Do they respond to your email to acknowledge that they’ve received it?
I’m also wondering what does the university Heath centre do in each of the two appointments in general terms if you can share?
Is it okay for me to be gone for a week of June before the deadline and still get all this done?
I would also appreciate any additional tips.
Thank you!

Bumped a car in parking lot. Left a note. There were a few white scratches (so I think they will wipe off, they wiped off my car and i have a tiny chip of paint off my car). Came back from my appt 45 mins later and the car was gone. Cops def don’t come quicker then 90 mins where I live. 5 days later no call. What if they didn’t see my note? Would i be arrested for leaving the scene of an accident? I’m in NY, a county of 1.5 million people. I find it hard to believe cops will investigate a few scratches, but you never know. I drove back and found a security camera but it’s probably ~200 feet away from the scene. I went in to see if I could look at footage for the drivers license plate so i can reach out but it’s a building of all doctors offices and couldn’t find security. I’m panicked! Advice? Should I go to the police myself? Or would they have come to see me already if someone called?

I was on keppra 500mg twice a day since 2019, I had a great time with although it may have played with my mood sometimes but all was great. In May 2022 the doctor lowered my dosage to Keppra 250mg twice a day, and since August last year I started having problems with my stomach, I had a stomach flu then on December I had a stomach issue that developed to H-pylori and made me spend a week in the hospital.
I’ve never had any issues with my stomach while on the yellow tablets (500mg) and recently since February I lowered my dosage to 250mg a day and my stomach problems became more frequent, it’s like clockwork.
Has anybody ever had issues like this with Keppra? I’m trying to connect the dots here since I have no idea why I’m having frequent stomachaches.

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Thu, May 11, 2017, 7:26 PM
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I just took 12 mg of Invega for the “delusions”. I’m taking it BECAUSE I’m a sexual abuse victim. And no one validates it. They tell me I’m “crazy”. It’s frustrating!
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When I mentioned on Facebook that I increased my medication, my Dad said: “Proud of you, very proud of you. Love you”
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On the surface that looks nice, but I get a sinking feeling in my stomach. It’s very insincere.
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It’s more what he doesn’t say than what he does. It’s really him taunting me
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They say, trust your intuition about someone.
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He’s trying to paint a phony picture of himself as an involved Father. And me as a “crazy” son.
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He thinks he duping everyone – such as doctors (like you).
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And the people he isn’t duping, don’t care enough to help. They turn a blind eye.
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He doesn’t love me. In fact, he doesn’t even view me as a son. I’m just a pawn in his sick game.
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He was using me to hurt my Mom, and he gets sexual pleasure from my mental suffering.
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He only stays in my life for his own sick amusement.
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Maybe I need to give the medicine time to numb my mind, so I can run from the truth.
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Dr. Garrett said:
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Fri, May 12, 2017, 8:56 AM
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Andrew
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I do not want to be in the position of arguing with any authority about what did or didn't happen to you. There is third party consensus that you were bullied. So far, you have not been able to point to any corroborated evidence that you were sexually abused. You have a strong feeling that you were sexually abused, but this feeling rises and falls, like the tide. Facts do rise and fall, but feelings certainly do. Your feeling at times that your mother was involved in sexually abusing you years ago, and that she persists in a cover-up, is contrary to your own deepest feelings about your mother.
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We will continue our work next Wed. In the meantime I want to direct your attention to one aspect of the way your mind works when you are gripped by strong emotions. In your email you say,
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It’s more what he doesn’t say than what he does. It’s really him taunting me.
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It seems to me that you are saying that the LESS evidence there is for something (what he doesn't say) the MORE you believe it to be true. You feel taunted by uncertainty to even greater certainty on your part. Uncertainty might be expected to lead to doubt, but in your mind it leads to the opposite - conviction. If I have the implication of your email right, you are saying that you mind is governed to a large degree by what you feel to be true rather an what can be objectively demonstrated to be true. This would not surprise me. The bullying has left an imprint on your mind with such a burden of painful memories and feelings to express, that emotions have taken charge.
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Much is known in psychiatry and psychology about this way of emotional thinking. We will continue to discuss.
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Dr G
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Dr. Coplan said:
May 12, 2017, 11:02 AM
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I think it's sincere Andrew.

Hello.
As many of you I have fallen a victim to this cancer like attack.
My issue. I’m married, and I started getting ED. Instead of seeking help from a doctor I decided to try and figure out if pornography and texting to others would make any difference. Dumb idiot.
Cheating is NEVER ok. So that’s one bat for my head. And worse, I got tricked by this person sending pics over Skype.
“She”, requested a sizable sum of money, and posted a list of my friends list and opened chatbox with my wife about to send a message.
I panicked, sent a sum over. But it’s stuck in transit processing for a couple of days. Sent a smaller sum from another app. And like the idiot I already am, I exposed my address and phone number on the receipt.
Moron. Absolute, moron.
The idiotic moments continue.
2 years ago I locked myself from facebook and I cloned my account so I can inform people that my original account is blocked.
After I restored my account I abandoned the clone account. But now I don’t have the device nor the email I need to actually restore that account. So even though I made my profile private, and my wife’s account private, this account is completely public…..
I tried informing my friends via a post, but not many really responded.
So, the attacker said after the sum is received, he will delete the photos.
Because of Facebook I am basically with my pants down. But I really need some help on how do I get facebook to restore my clone account so I can delete it…

29F, 5’5, I think I was around 10 and a half stone when i weight myself last. I have POTS and I’m on midodrine.
I know I need to go back to my doctor about it (he didn’t seem to care much when I mentioned it the first time) but I’m wondering if anyone could tell me what it possibly could be beforehand.
About a month ago I was lying in bed and my arm felt warm, I touched it but it wasn’t any hotter than the rest of my body. After a while the sensation started to spread to my right leg and the right side of my face. The way I’d describe it is like sitting inside a window on a hot day with the sun shining on one side of my face. The burning sensation wasn’t all over my right leg and arm, just on the outside parts. The right side of my throat felt tight too.
I went to a&e and they did my bloods and a CT scan and nothing showed up. They were going to send me for an MRI but they wanted me to wait for another two days in the hospital, and all I had was a bed trolly in a hallway and I just wanted to go home so I said I’d just go to my doctor Monday and ask him to refer me for an MRI privately.
The burning never went away, it just dulled a bit so it was more like I was aware of a sensation of one side of my body rather than a burning feeling.
When I went to my doctor he said and MRI probably wouldn’t show anything and then said nothing else. Honestly he was very dismissive about all my concerns that day.
Fast forward to last night and my right eye started burning. I have very bad dry eyes and I’ve been told I have rosacea so I put the burning down to that. But then the right side of my throat started to feel tight again, and this time instead of my arm and leg burning, they felt heavy like I’d have a bit of a workout just on one side. Even holding my phone in my right hand felt a bit harder than it should. My arm and leg weren’t shaking, I could hold out my arm on level with my left arm and it looked fine. I had no drooping on the side of my face so I know it wasn’t a stroke. It last about an hour this time and then went away.
I know i need to go to my doctor again and get a referral for a specialist, but it’ll be about two weeks before I can because I have POTS and the weather is so hot here right now that I’m too weak to go anywhere, which is why I’m asking here for now. I might try ring and see if they can do a phone consult but I’m not sure if they still do them.

So my mom is decently supportive but has a very busy life and made this the prerequisite. I have no clue how to make doctors appointments, can’t drive, don’t know the first goddamn thing about it. I’m very adult-stunted due to her coddling over the years and have 0 friends and 0 life experience.
I’m in Massachusetts btw, and insurance will cover everything. 19 and 1 year on T. Just unsure how to go about starting the process and need advice.

He’s my first boyfriend and I’m his 2nd girlfriend. He recently graduated from our high school last week, and I just finished my junior year. We’ve only been dating for about 5ish months and he’s already started talking about our life after college and beyond. I’m completely fine with that because, like i said, he’s my first boyfriend and it shows that he’s committed and not just gonna break up with me out of no where once he leaves for college. He’s going on an athletic scholarship, so because of his sport he’s gonna be gone a long time due to summer workouts, the whole fall season, and some of winter too. The way he explained it, he will probably only come back for Christmas break and then leave again and maybe come back for some of next summer before workouts begin again, and then repeat that for 4 years. I’m really scared about how I’m going to handle this, and also for how he’s handling it right now: he’s started to talk about us getting married. Obviously not getting married right now, but on multiple occasions over the past month he has mentioned buying promise rings for us. He has also said that he doesn’t want us to break up before he goes, but that if I can’t handle long distance for 4 years (he’s said that if we stay together he would move to the city im living in for college after he graduates while I finish up my senior year, and then follow me to medical school because i want to be a doctor), he’s willing to break up so we don’t waste each others time trying to stay in a relationship that we’re both miserable in. Now, I really don’t want to break up with him, I’m willing to try long distance and see how it goes, but i’m definitely not ready to “promise” myself to him. I’m 17, he’s my first boyfriend, and we’ve only been dating for a few months. We still haven’t been through a lot of regular relationship stuff that would constitute us or our relationship being anywhere remotely ready for marriage. It’s not that I don’t love him, or that I don’t want to be with him because I really really do, I’m just not ready for that type of commitment right this moment. But with the way he’s putting it, I’m interpreting it as he either wants to stay together forever, or we break up before he leaves. Those two are obviously not the only options, but I’m not really sure how to approach that subject. I don’t want him to think i’m having second thoughts about dating him, but I also want him to understand that I’m not ready for marriage or anything remotely like that at the moment. We’ve moved really fast in our relationship as it is, and i’ve talked about that with him before, but this is just so much. How should I best explore this subject with him without him thinking i want to break up?
tl;dr, my boyfriend has started talking about marriage while he are still really young and I’m not sure how to tell him I’m not ready, but I still want to stay together