Mushy the Mushroom
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OH MY GINGERSNAPS, I let it slip! So sorry!
Happy belated birthday from the cookie crew to you!
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Cute avvie! Reminds me of Ghibli! ❤️
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“you may remember me as that stupid kid parading about as a Dancing Banana or something”Hello! Here merely to say this happy bit from your interests section made my day, and I mourn missing out on witnessing so fine a time!
Best wishes!
-Random Owner of Handmade Nannerpus Banana Costume.
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🎶HIGH HIGH HOPES FOR LIVING 🎶
SINGING & NOT SCREAMING
WE DIDNT HAVE A DIME or TIME BUT … GAVE MOM A VISION
SAID HAVE HIGH HOPES
MOMMA SAID DONT GIVE UP IF ITS A LIL COMPLICATED
DRS ALL GAVE UP
& […] HATED TO SEE US WAITING🎶
THEY CAN SAY IM FAR TOO GONE BUT THEY HAVENT SEEN THE EFFECTS OF […]
AND IVE GOT ONE MORE RUN AND I THINK ITS A FIGHT ILL WIN
🎶HIGH HIGH HOPES FOR LIVIN’🎶
this is a rough WIPparody I just am giving the halls of the home a break from the joyous loop blasting about by spamming BZP because have you ever just been HAPPY?!?
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Is the theme of the drugbots my fault for blogging medical content with prescription names? Did they generate based on this?
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I don't know enough 'bout bots to say for sure, but maaaayyybe? That being said, I don't think there is more spam now, I think the staff are just slower to respond to it (which makes sense because they are fewer staff now and less activity overall hence no reason for someone to monitor the site 24/7).
Related, I'm not saying your pain is funny, but I thought your response to that chronic pain relief ad was hilarious and I really wish I had screenshoted it before it got deleted.
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Uncanny realizing that many members I’ve initially BZP befriended: I wasn’t scared of them based on their names or avatars. Animals, especially. Imagining it’s instead interacting with that kingdom is the ultimate absolute of unintimidating for me, apparently.
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soon hopes to summon the sparsely rooted brain cells to blog again! Does embedding photos/posts for IG actually work? Was posting normal blog content there hoping it might make it easier than resizing and emailing them to myself to embed here. Also somewhat afraid if the text embeds too, it may break rules because religion in the illness incoherent creation ramblings? Unclear on current BZP strictness on some of this and be-afeared of blundering the blogs! Miss this tiny internet habitat so! ❤️ #WhereIsTheBrainCell? #Woodermelonlives #idkhowtolifeanymore
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One-week-later’s from visits to ERs are unofficial holidays.
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Wishing a glorious new year to all here!
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Oh my goodness! Hi, hello, random member here to proclaim this fantastic news at your possibly abandoned account!
I finally sorted my inherited grandmother’s beanie babies and found the precise fabulous dancing flamingo from your delightful sig’! I had no idea it was even a beanie baby and internally screamed THE OFFICIAL BZP FLAMINGO DANCER.
Thank you for bringing this moment of joy into my life. ❤️
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*a virtual happyhug to the site, so hope to return here from absolutely overwhelming medical emergency recluse soon, terribly grateful for this place, being alive and the splendid strangeness of complex medical care access at last*💙🫂
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One does not simply acquire a complex care residential intern pediatrician primary care doctor who must accept your case.
But on this special today some were gifted the priceless knowledge that: My lack of it is the reason and roadblock that’s bound me for years. 💙🫠
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🎶I want a pancreas for Christmas🎶
Only a new pancreas will do
I don't want a gallbladder , no lousy liver
I want a pancreas to eat with and enjoy
I want a pancreas for Christmas
I don't think Santa Claus [my real lyrics replaced due to religion rule] will mind, do you?
He won't have to watch what my body puts me through
Just add it instead of the old one
That's the easy thing to do
I can see me now on Christmas morning
Rolling to the table, through the house ‘round the stairs
Oh, what joy and what surprise
When I open up my mouth
To take a bite without passing out!
I want a pancreas for Christmas
Only a new pancreas will do
No cerebrum, or respiratory system
I only like pancreases
And pancreases like food
I want a pancreas for Christmas
A pancreas is all I want
Mom says the pancreas would make me eat up all the bacon
But maybe my new pancreas would be a vegetarian
I want a pancreas for Christmas
The kind I had the summer I was two
There's lots of room for it in my two gaunt rib cage hollows
I'd feed it there and hold it there
And give it its massage
I can see me now on Christmas morning
Rolling to the table, through the house ‘round the stairs
Oh, what joy and what surprise
When I open up my mouth!
With a glucose gauge that doesn’t go out!
I want a pancreas for Christmas
Only a new pancreas will do
No cerebrum, or respiratory systems
I only like pancreases
🎶And pancreases like food 🎶~My most munchable medical madness music single yet: The food-ingestion-induced-“hangover” holiday hits.
*no regrets**best day ever*
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When life is physically and mentally frightening I apparently plop into Pinterest and unproductively have Pretty Therapy... where well-dressed plushies on tiny twig ladders are the only things that matter. 🙈 💙
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am I coming back from the brink of death by the power of a pill past prescribed for something else? Is this relief real? 🤭
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It's Autumn Eve, would you believe?!
*Shrieks of shroomjoy* 🧡
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Time to play the song!
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Maybe even bodily battles, blackouts on the bath floor, and blood sugar blows are proof of being alive still for some beautiful reason. 🏵
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The day I officially am forced to fire my GI doctor after she played with my life, lied, neglected and dominated my care for an agonizing two years only to abandon my case unsolved🔥 🔥
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Trying to survive waiting on doctors = procuring medical test devices.
Thinking the crashes are low blood sugar and planning to reattempt some form of adequate hydration and food = highnormal blood sugar while starving + dangerous hypotension.
Doctors saying go to the ER = knowing from experience they cannot decipher me there so hanging at home.
Broth = precisely one-hour-after violent body rejection .
Broth with green vegetables = prolonged painful rejection to the point of inability to lift own body off floor.
Broth with one carrot = violently hyperglycemic.
The past three years of somehow surviving near starvation for symptom control is at last making sense! ._. So grateful, so close!
