I’ve been fuming about this all weekend and I need to ensure I’m not overreacting. So some backstory… I have a high deductible health insurance plan. Meaning, I don’t pay anything monthly but pay for a lot of appointments, tests, procedures, etc. out of pocket. The only things covered are “preventative,” such as physicals and yearly well-woman exams. This includes labs. Any labs considered routine or preventative are covered, and those billed as “diagnostic” are not.

I had a video visit with a new primary doctor last week to change my care over to him due to wanting one closer to my house. He was incredibly nice, did a deep dive into my medical history, and asked a million questions. I was very pleased. As part of the appointment, he ordered approximately 10 different lab tests to be completed, including a lipid panel, metabolic panel, STD testing, thyroid screen, among others. I called the office a few days after that appointment and explained that I was seeking clarification about how each lab was billed/coded because I will only be getting the ones that are billed as preventive (or “screening”) and explained why (so that I don’t receive a bill for potentially thousands of dollars). I have actually had this problem in the past, which is why I know to receive clarification BEFORE getting the labs. I once had what I thought was a normal screening for hepatitis, and ended up having to pay approximately $300 because it was coded as diagnostic. The receptionist took my information and said someone would be in touch.

I was at work, so I missed the return call about an hour later. There was a voicemail requesting a call back to the office. I call back, and the new receptionist says she doesn’t see any record of me receiving a call and I explain the entire thing to her again. Both receptionists were incredibly nice and seemed to understand what I was asking.

Fast forward to about an hour later, and I receive a message on my online health portal from the doctor directly. “Asking me to falsify coding is medical fraud. Anything that is preventative has been coded as such.” ….excuse me? I was absolutely shocked with by his message. I sent a lengthy response, explaining everything I explained to the receptionists, that I never requested anything to be changed, and that I don’t appreciate being accused of attempting to commit fraud. I further explained that I do not have access to see what’s preventative and what’s not, so his second sentence is irrelevant and I still have not received an answer to my question (I said it much nicer than this). In all of my interactions between the two phone calls and message response, I have been nothing but kind and professional.

So I need to know if I’m jumping to conclusions and overreacting or was this an unprofessional way to approach it on his end? I’m mostly upset because I thought I had found a great new primary, and now I feel as though the relationship will be strained regardless of what occurs next. I also don’t know my best course of action since it’s been 48 hours and he has not responded (meaning he probably will not respond). Do I call the office again and explain the exact same thing I explained the first two times? Do I call and complain? If so, I wouldn’t even know where to direct my complaint. I want a new doctor after this but I paid almost $400 for this appointment and don’t feel like I should have to pay it again just because I feel uncomfortable with him now.

Okay, this is my first post ever. So apologies in advance if it’s not set up correctly.

Here’s the context of the situation:

About 9 days ago, my parents returned home from a cruise vacation. Me (30F) and my fiancé (31M) are temporarily staying here while we save for a place. My parents returned from their trip (we weren’t there) and about 2 hours after getting home, my mom had a Grand Mal seizure. It’s her first ever, and my dad was extremely shaken up from witnessing it. She was taken by ambulance to the hospital where they followed up with CT and some other stuff. CT results looked good they said and the hospital released her back home to us the next day.

That was last Saturday, on Thursday (4 days ago), my mom was getting noticeably worse. She was complaining of extreme dizziness in the morning, and was having trouble keeping her balance, so much that we took her back to the hospital out of concern. She waited in the ER less than an hour, then demanded to be picked up, saying the hospital didn’t have any beds. It didn’t really make sense but me and my dad picked her up. She had been struggling with a Kratom addiction which her Dr. implied could have caused the seizure. That’s why we were like ok she’s just not making sense she’s having withdrawals. She said she felt fine to come home then my dad went to work and left me with her.

The night was absolutely horrible. My mom continued to get worse. She was confused, calling me every two mins, and having trouble walking. After walking her back from the bathroom, she fell, which prompted the texts attached that i sent to my dad. It was clear she needed to go to the hospital, I just didn’t know if it was ambulance-worthy or not (not sure how the insurance is with that). I figured if it was enough of an emergency, he would tell me what to do. He said to keep an eye on her, and he came home from work early to watch her. He took her back to the hospital the next morning.

Apparently, she’d had multiple bilateral strokes and also an aneurysm. I’m a wreck worrying over her, I fear that the delay in getting her to the ER will cause permanent brain damage. I didn’t know what to do in the situation and i feel awful. My fiancé has assured me that im not a nurse and i did everything i could. This morning, my parents cornered me and gave me a big speech about how serious her stroke was and how i need to be more proactive if this ever happens again. I agree it’s serious, but i feel sort of stung by the implication. I notified my father the instant i suspected she needed to go to the hospital. He CAME home and didn’t take her until the next morning. AIO for being mad that they’re acting like I didn’t do enough?? This isn’t something I take lightly and their comments are really inducing a lot of guilt.

Hello all, before I get started I want to make it clear I love my dad dearly and want nothing but the best for him, so im hoping for thr best advice from you all, anyway sorry for the rant.

I 20m live with my dad 40M and as of the last couple years hes been on an insane health kick regarding organic products and the types of soap and detergents he uses which is great and Im so proud of him as hes been looking healthier and more energetic.

As of recently hes been buying and trying to put me on to interesting products that you cant find at your everyday local retailer and I think its for good reason. For one, he is trying Ivermectin, which is known as a treatment for parasites in humans and animals and like a horse paste, thats the one I was iffy on, but the 2nd product he is now using is methylene blue solution.

Now, for those who are unaware, Methylene blue solution is a dye used for treatments that full under the category of tissue problems and blood disorder. Now not only is he taking this product, but hes putting a staggering 15-20 drops of it in his water and swallowing it. The last two days he said hes felt better but I cant help but think that this isnt safe. High doses of this stuff is posionousn and I just want whats best for my dad, he said hes ordering me some but I think i might just throw it away and pay him back if its dangerous.

Please, anyone in the field help me out and let me know If my dad is safe to take these product(s) and If I am overreacting. Thank you all! -op

I am a hemicorporectomy amputee, meaning I am amputated from the waist down. As a result, I have both a colostomy bag and a urostomy bag. Because of my anatomy and being in a wheelchair, finding clothing that fits well and keeps both medical devices completely covered is difficult.

At an appointment this afternoon, a woman in her 60s looked at me and said, “You should wear longer tops, we don’t need that on display,” while gesturing toward my colostomy bag. The bottom of the bag was peeking out about two inches from under my t-shirt. It was clean and functioning normally.

In the moment, I was caught off guard and simply pulled my cardigan closed. Then, I went to the bathroom and burst into tears.

Honestly, the more I think about it, the more it bothers me. These bags help me stay alive. It feels pretty unfair that I’m expected to stress over them popping out to say hi just to keep a stranger from having to think about poo.

I went to see a hematologist for random bruising and he seemed to have quite the judgmental attitude.

As I asked him a question about birth control (I have a blood disorder), he then started lecturing me about unprotected sex and vulval cancer.

I checked my patients notes and these are a couple random notes I thought were phrased weird.

Is this normal or AIO for being a little offended my doctor nicely called me a slut with a bull ring lol?

a few weeks back i went to my follow up appointment with my GI doctor at his clinic. i was with my baby (10 month old) and was placed in a room by this guy who looked similar to my age. it was such a short interaction that i didn’t think much of. we were both friendly and polite, just smiling, saying thank you/you’re welcome for bringing me to my room.

i look at my email today and see he emailed me. the title is the GI clinic address so i thought it might have been about some tests i need to do, but it’s actually sent to my makeup business email. you would have to find my instagram and go to my makeup accounts page through my bio and then from there find the contact info. i’m a bit lost on whether i should respond back or just ignore it. i am married and had my baby with me (which i think alone would have deterred anyone from assuming im single). i feel a bit uncomfortable and feel as though as a professional he shouldn’t be reaching out to me, but i honestly don’t know what to do. am i overreacting?

a ‘friend’ of mine, told me i shouldn’t have children because they’ll turn out like me. i suffer from bipolar and schizophrenia, and i’ve dealt with it my entire life. i believe that it’s okay for me to have kids, as long as i parent them correctly and get them the proper help they /might/ need. he said, it’s selfish of me to have kids whilst having mental illnesses. i want to break generational curses and parent my children properly, ensure that they have financial stability, they are in therapy if needed, etc! is it wrong of me to have that mindset? should i not have children, and allow my bloodline to end there? honest feedback would be greatly appreciated. ( i’ve dealt with my issues my entire life, i’ve been in therapy since i was a kid, and it’s all helped me immensely. i will be 21 in a few days. ) ( also just to be clear, i am autistic. i used MY OWN EXPERIENCES as examples. )

I said, ‘ I understand this is personal and possibly inappropriate, but I need to know if you voted for trump. I don’t want to receive life advice, be vulnerable, and be treated by someone with such a drastically different set of morals and values than I have.’ She said it shouldn’t matter who she voted for. I said, in this case, for me, it does. She said she would not tell me who she voted for, but that she’s conflicted by many of the issues. I asked what she’s conflicted about. She said she’s conflicted about Black Lives Matter movement because it was ‘violent’ and she said she’s conflicted about social programs because she doesn’t want people taking advantage of them… (uh… you’re against social programs and you’re a THERAPIST?) I told her that pretty much answers my question, and I’m thankful for our time, but I’m sorry, I don’t think I can continue working with you. She got pretty angry. Said she was disappointed and teared up a bit. I feel like kind of a dick, but I can’t justify paying money for treatment from someone I fundamentally disagree with about what being a good person means. … I don’t know, am I overreacting?

Edit: holy crap, this blew up. Wow, I’m still conflicted about how I handled this. I know I could’ve done it in a better way. and I appreciate the honest feedback… I don’t post very much and I’ve never had so many people respond…

I (34f)have a history of abuse and s*xual ass*ult. I do not like to be touched, to the point ive had panic attacks from strangers touching my shoulder as they walked by. I dont like my partners seeing me undressed unless I know they are there ahead of time.

My doctor has been easing me into the idea of having necessary exams done, and today I went in for my breast and pelvic. I was sitting there, naked, gown open and she just started the exam when a nurse opened the door and a male patient was behind her. So he got an eye full. She didn't shut the door immediately. I yanked my gown shut and yelled at them to get out. My doctor backed up immediately and I was hyperventilating while I got dressed. Some random nurse (?) Tried talking to me on my way out and yelled at her to get away from me, that I had never been so humiliated, and I was not coming back. I stood outside hyperventilating until my ride came.

So am I overreacting for wanting to talk to them about the importance of patient privacy, and did I over react by storming out?

EDIT TO ADD INFO. I am in the US. I was at a low income clinic because I am disabled and use Medicaid. it was not a women's clinic. There was no privacy screen. It is a room with a chair, a swivel stool for the doctor, and a padded exam table to lie back on.

EDIT 2: Just got off the phone with my physician. She explained if I wanted to redo the exam it would be in a room with a curtain and a locked door. They were overcrowded, understaffed, and did not have that room available. She also told me I have a right to have a nurse in the room with me if thats my choice.

So this is how one of my legs currently looks, but this is a frequent occurrence for me…

I see a hematologist a few times a year and I get blood work regularly. I have hereditary hemochromatosis, a PLA2G4A platelet related dysfunction, and likely a Factor XI deficiency (hemophilia C).

There’s not much the doctors can do about this for me. I just bruise easily, like a bad apple lol. I’ve been this way since I was a kid. I basically bruise if you look at me wrong 🤣 this set of bruises came from me scratching my leg too much, but it happens all over my body. Usually the legs are the worst though.

Here is my question: if I was wearing shorts or a short dress and you saw my bruises, would you think anything of it?

It’s hot AF where I live and I want to feel cute and wear weather appropriate clothing, but I feel like I always have to cover my legs because of the bruising. I resort to wearing jeans in 100+F weather.

AIO? Would anyone really judge me for this? I also cover up out of protection for my bf. I wouldn’t want anyone to think that he did this to me or something. He’s the love of my life and would never hurt me! So I don’t want him being wrongly judged either.

Am I overthinking this? Should I just wear what I want and not give a damn what people think?

found some mold. sent these exact pics in a maintenance request. office is closed due to Jewish holiday.I was going to get ignored, probably, but I harassed the poor call center lady until she finally got them to call me back. the guy i spoke to said he looked at the pictures and it's not enough of a problem for them to take off from their holiday time off. am I losing it, or is this an actual problem?

I'm 17 years old and I weigh 260 I'm always told I'm really fat and overweight and my sister and friends tell me I'm not that big but Im not delusional I know I'm overweight I just don't know if I'm huge or not I know my stomach is kinda sucked in it's hard to not do I've been doing it my whole life I used to be a lot bigger when I was younger and it was a habit I know this probably is the right subreddit for this but idk man I just feel disgusting and I need an answer

I’m 27/F. I suddenly felt a pain on my left palm and when I looked down I found a small bluish black clot on the palm of my hand just below the crease of the junction between my index finger and palm. It’s probably around 5-7mm in diameter. When I touched it, it hurt more and started getting red and swollen. This is the only clot I have on my body. Should I be worried??

I’ve been seeing a therapist for a while now, but we’ve never had a consistent weekly time. The session day and time constantly change according to her schedule, and I’ve always tried to accommodate her availability. She also never sends any reminders or confirmations. This week, I had our session scheduled for Friday at 6pm, based on what I remember her saying in our last session. I’ve never written a time incorrectly in my calendar before and I even had that same slot blocked out for the next few Fridays. I specifically remember her initiating the idea of switching to Fridays for a few weeks, and I adjusted my schedule for that.

Then on Thursday, I received a text from her saying, “Our appointment was at 4pm today”which completely blindsided me. I replied that I had it down for tomorrow at 6, and felt confused, but I still apologized. She then responded, “I have a ongoing client at 6pm on Thursdays, so I don’t know how that could’ve happened.” Which made no sense, I never mentioned Thursday. I clearly said I had it down for the following day. She still expected payment due to her no show policy. I told her I was so confused and that I remember the conversation about switching to Fridays. She has not responded to me at all since and it’s been days now.

This also isn’t the first time there’s been a scheduling or communication issue. A few weeks ago, she told me we might have a session on a Friday, but said she’d let me know at the start of the week depending on whether she went on a yoga retreat. I was already frustrated at the time because she couldn’t give me a definite answer then, but I still kept the day open just in case. I didn’t hear anything from her the entire week. The day before, I texted “Hi, I’m assuming we don’t have a session tomorrow?” to which all she replied was “correct”. It was so curt and came off like it was something I should’ve already known?? There was no acknowledgment or apology for her lack of follow-up, even though I was the one left hanging the entire week. I feel like it’s walking on egg shells when it comes to communicating over text.

She’s also pressured me a few times to pay more than my agreed sliding scale (I’ve been paying the lowest rate, which is still relatively expensive but is what I can afford right now), and when I asked to go biweekly instead of weekly, she told me that “I needed more therapy than that.” That comment felt manipulative and made me question whether it was truly about my well-being or her income.

I want to cut ties with her because of all of this but I feel completely disregarded. I still got charged for something I don’t even think I was fully at fault for and got absolutely nothing but complete silence in return. Am I overreacting?

I had a horrible experience yesterday with a new doctor at my toddlers well child visit. They were extremely behind, and after going over my toddler growth they left the room so I could put them in a gown, saying they would be right back. After about 15 minutes I went into the hallway to find out what was going on after they failed to return. I was told by a nurse they had just gone into another room with a patient. I was instantly very upset. I ended up getting my toddler dressed and leaving, almost exactly 2 hours after the time of the scheduled appointment (appointment was 3:30 and we left at 5:30 without completing the visit). The waiting room was empty and the lights were off so I couldn't even stop and reschedule.

Am I way off base in thinking that was very unprofessional? I waited patiently for him to see us, and felt that he should have completed our visit before seeing the next patient. I do know that the patient was there to have a mole removed. I had heard the nurse talking with him about it before he first came into our room.

I understand doctors are very busy, and I was told by the nurse that this doctor is very thorough and often late because of that, but over 2 hours is crazy right? If we had stayed we probably would have been there another 45 minutes, all for a simple check up 😭

The doctor did end up messaging me last night to apologize, and I kind of feel like an AH for walking out.

Did I overreact by walking out super frustrated??

Please stop arguing in the comments all I wanted was advice thank youuu

On Saturday I had went to the ER for severe abdominal pain and vomiting. (I couldn’t keep even a sip of water down) As I was vomiting in the very packed waiting room the triage nurse came out of the back to come up to me and scream “[my name] U NEED TO BE QUIET!!” as I am vomiting into a bag they provided me with… My mother said “Excuse me? She’s vomiting” and she said “Well it’s upsetting people somebody complained” I wasn’t vomiting for more than 2 minutes and not a single person had gotten up or had gotten called into that room. We asked her name and she gladly told us her name DONNA and that “nothings gonna happen” I told the charge nurse and they did absolutely nothing about it, so I left in the immense pain I was in since I didn’t believe I would be treated correctly after that. I had to come back to the hospital later that night BY AMBULANCE. This same nurse that yelled at me has said snarky comments to me before and I don’t feel safe going to the hospital anymore, unfortunately I get flare ups with my diagnosis so I will be a regular there… aio or was that absolutely unnecessary

UPDATE: I made a google review and they responded with a number to call their patient experience team, hopefully this will do SOMETHING

Update 2: Doctors have diagnosed me with cyclic vomiting syndrome. Sadly there is no cure.

We went on a single breakfast date more than 6 months ago. Really awkward, no chemistry, haven’t spoken since. Then today…

Brief Summary: This past weekend I had to put down an amazingly good boy, my 14 year old dog, who I've had since I was 12; he was so sick and it was so hard to say goodbye, but he was suffering, and I don't regret my decision. I told my therapist about it because I met with her via video (we've only ever met in person before) the day after my dog's passing, and she was very empathetic and supportive. I have been seeing this therapist for a few months, now, and I've liked her and haven't had any problems with her before. But her using AI like this really struck me as strange and wrong, on a human emotional level. I have trust and abandonment issues, so maybe that's why I'm feeling the urge to flee... I just can't imagine being a THERAPIST and using AI to write a brief message of consolation to a client whose dog just died... Not only that, but not proofreading, and leaving in that part where the introduces its response? That's so bizarre and unprofessional.

My mother is sixty-five - active, sharp, the sort of woman people call a “young sixty-five.” Five nights ago she took a bad fall - she tripped going up cement steps into a restaurant after dark. Her night vision sucks (optometrist screwup) and she struck her forehead and face hard against the edge of a step.

She was stunned for a moment but didn’t lose consciousness. True to form, she brushed it off and refused to go to the ER.

The next morning, though, she woke with two full black eyes - “raccoon eyes,” as I’ve since learned they’re called. The bruising darkened over the following days but has begun to fade now; we’ve been taking a quick photo each day to track it.

Beyond the bruising, she insists she feels perfectly well - no headache, no dizziness, no nausea, no confusion, no balance issues, no changes in sleep or speech. Her pupils are equal and reactive.

And yet - here’s the part that’s got me all freaked out and posting on Reddit: since the fall, she’s been watching Christmas movies nonstop, whenever she’s home. She’s deep into a full-on binge on Prime and Netflix - classics like White Christmas and Love Actually, and then dozens more that just keep coming up in the recommendations.

This is so profoundly unlike her that it’s almost comical, except it isn’t. She’s the one you trust for recs because she always finds the good dark weird shit, no matter the category. Cheesy Christmas movies have never been on that list; I mean, once my sister and I were out of the house for college she pretty much decided trees were optional and called it a day - classic her, and I love her for it.

SO! Am I overreacting in thinking this sudden Christmas-movie obsession could actually be connected to the head injury? Or is it probably just her brain looking for something easy/cozy after the scare?

Has anyone here had (or seen) a head injury cause a totally out-of-character habit or fixation like this? I’d love to hear your stories if you have them.

Thank you.

UPDATE - December 22: Hey everyone - I’ve been up all night checking on her because of the comments (she’s resting okay, no changes overnight). The bruising is fading/not worsening (yellowing at the edges like normal healing). From what I’ve read, it can also be blood tracking down from the forehead impact - but either way, she’s agreed to get checked today to be sure. We’re heading out early as soon as she wakes up.

For the “are you dumb???” and “less Reddit, hospital now” crowd: my mom is a retired RN and she downplays everything (“I’m fine, stop overreacting”), so I came here hoping for a few real world stories that might help push her to take it seriously. Your accusations and name calling are gross and entirely unhelpful.

And to everyone else: thanks for the stories and practical advice - I got so focused on the Christmas-movie thing and started treating the black eyes like they were secondary. I’m on it, and I’ll post another update when I can.

UPDATE - December 23: Hi again, everyone ❤️ First off - big thank you for the hundreds of comments, stories, and concern. We called the Kaiser advice nurse yesterday morning and went through every symptom in detail - no headache, no vomiting, no confusion, balance steady, pupils normal, bruising fading with yellow edges now. Christmas movie binge aside (still going strong, by the way). Nurse assessed mild concussion with standard protocol: rest, hydrate, avoid screens/physical strain, and monitor for any new or worsening symptoms - no imaging or in-person visit needed unless something changes.

A lot of you pushed hard - “don’t take no for an answer”, “force her to ER”, “she needs a scan now” - and that urgency came from real worry and experience. It absolutely mattered and helped me push harder than I might have. At the same time, she’s an adult (retired RN with very strong opinions), and short of new red-flag symptoms, I can’t physically drag her in against her will. The nurse’s assessment lined up with her view, so we’re following the rest/monitor plan for now. Stories people shared about personality shifts or delayed issues stuck with me too. She’s in good spirits today. I’ll keep watching her closely over the holidays. If anything new pops up, we go in immediately - no question.

Appreciate the community stepping in when I needed the extra push - made me feel less alone worrying. You all cared enough to weigh in, so the least I can do is keep updating anyone who’s interested. If you want to hear how things go down the line, just comment “UpdateMe” (or anything really) and I’ll post when there’s news.

I don’t know much, but I do know being human is a hard go of things no matter who you are or where you’re from. So since life is such a glitchy mess, it’s clear to me that community is the only patch update we’ve got. When this all started, I didn’t have one to lean on - and you all stepped up and became that for a few days. So thank you, truly.

Wishing you a joyful holiday season if you celebrate one, and a peaceful end-of-year to everyone else 🌟

I (24f) am traveling with my parents (52m, 51f) and brother (22m) in Mexico. We are supposed to fly home (midwestern US) in about 7 hours, but last night I came down with food poisoning or some kind of stomach bug. I’ve thrown up and had diarrhea multiple times, my whole body is alternating between warm and cold, and even when nothing is coming out either end, I am still horrifically nauseous. I seriously would not wish this on anyone.

In the middle of the night, I told my mom that if I still feel the same when 2:00 rolls around, there’s no way I could get on our planes home. We have 2 flights, first a 3 hour one, then a 2 hour layover in Dallas, then another 2.5 hour flight. I’m feeling absolutely miserable and I don’t want to subject myself or my fellow passengers to this. Plus I know that sitting in a confined airplane while feeling this way would greatly exacerbate my anxiety. I’d feel so much relief if I could stay another night, get all the illness out of my system, and fly back tomorrow.

My mom, understandably, hated this idea. I explained my reasoning to her, and she basically just said “this is what the plane barf bags are for” and “we will carry you onto that plane if we have to.” I completely understand that she does not want to leave her daughter alone in a different country. It breaks my heart to put her in this position. But for my own sake and others’ sakes, I just cannot see myself getting on those planes knowing I will be constantly nauseous and anxious, could throw up at any second, and/or have to make multiple dashes to the bathroom.

Also important to note that I would pay for my own hotel tonight and my new flight back. I don’t love how much it would cost (>$1,000), but I can afford it. In my head, this is the type of emergency that my savings account is for.

So, would I be overreacting if I dropped a grand to not fly home with my family later today knowing that I have food poisoning?

I want to get a vasectomy even though I’m gay, and I’m trying to figure out whether I’m overreacting.

For context, severe mental illness runs through my family. On average, there has been about one suicide per generation. My parents struggled to have a child and still see me as their miracle, but I have a lot of resentment about the fact that they chose to have me at all, knowing the family history. On my mother’s side, nearly everyone is on some form of antidepressant, and I have also dealt with major depression myself.

Because of that, I have always felt a deep aversion to the idea of ever having children and continuing what feels to me like a defective lineage. Even though a vasectomy serves no real practical purpose in my case, since I do not date women, the idea of being sterilized gives me a sense of peace. It feels like it would permanently close a door that I have never wanted open in the first place.

So my question is: am I overreacting? Is this an extreme response to family trauma, or is it reasonable. To me it almost feels closer to getting a tattoo than making a reproductive decision, but I know that may sound strange.

*EDIT*

For some context: Nobody in my family ever told me anything about the family history until I checked myself in the hospital for a depresive episode, where the doctor asked my parents if there were any members in my family with mental health issues, and it came to light that there were 6 suicides in it, even my mother attepmted one, and that at least half my living relatives are on treatment. They knew this, never told me and I just found out when it was happening to me. Yes, I am getting therapy and of course psychiatric help and have been for a couple years.

LISTEN. I FREAKING LOVE CATS. EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM. THEIR STUPID LITTLE PAWS, THEIR EVIL GREMLIN ENERGY, THE WAY THEY KNOCK STUFF OFF TABLES JUST TO PROVE A POINT.

MY FAMILY SAYS I’M “A LITTLE TOO OBSESSED.” OKAY? AND?? WHAT DO THEY WANT ME TO DO? NOT LOVE CATS??

IF CATS DIDN’T EXIST, I’D PROBABLY COMBUST. I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT I’D DO.

SO TELL ME, AM I OVERREACTING!?

2 weeks ago, I broke my ankle. I was jogging on the sidewalk, my ankle rolled, and boom. It didn’t hurt at first, and then it slowly began to become agonizing. I limped home (I was on Winter Break, so I was home for the holidays).

I told my father that I was in a lot of pain and I asked if we could go to Urgent Care. He said that I was fine, and he put some ice on it, and got mad that I was “being lazy”. I am not joking when I say this was maybe the worst pain of my life, it was hard to focus on anything other than the pain, but I wasn’t crying, and everyone told me that if I broke a bone, I’d know I broke a bone, so that + my father’s reaction I just assumed I was being dramatic despite my naturally high pain tolerance.

Over the next 4 days, I limped everywhere. It took me 15 minutes to walk to the bathroom (a 15 foot walk from the couch, where I had been mostly laying) and the only thing my father did was yell that I was in the way of the TV. Once I fell and I just lied on the ground trying not to cry because I didn’t know how I was going to get back up without him seeing me and probably making fun of me.

My parents are divorced, so after dragging my way up 4 flights of stairs to my mom’s apartment, I begged her to take me to the doctor. We go, and guess what? My ankle is practically shattered. It was in 3 pieces. My doctor actually paused and took me aside to ask what the hell was wrong with my parents because my ankle was the color of Barney. I have been in a clunky boot and crutches that now takes me a 20 extra minutes to get to class.

My parents are mad because I didn’t want to go back over to my Dad’s house, and now that I’m back on campus, I barely reply to his texts. I don’t want to talk to him and I give short responses. I’m honestly just so mad that he would treat me like that but my older brother is also joining on the guilting and now I feel like a piece of shit but I genuinely am just so shut down from this whole experience. I don’t want to cut contact completely but I am tired of having to be civil.

TLDR: Shattered ankle, Dad belittled me, don’t want to talk anymore.

AIO?

Edit: for everyone asking “why didn’t you call 911?” or “why are you relying on your parents”, I implore you to look at my reply to a comment instead of asking why I don’t have the confidence to advocate for myself after being raised by people like this.

Our 6 month baby has just started weaning and I have had to plan and research everything. Prior to starting I explained to my partner we would introduce allergens one at a time, and do exposure for a week before crossing it off. Some allergens won't show a reaction until third time.

This has been our first week so has just been carrots broccoli etc. We had discussed doing his first allergen (eggs) this weekend so I'd looked up a few different ways to serve including making a huge batch of banana egg pancakes.

Around 7:30 I left for 2 mins to pee before starting bedtime routine he shouts up "the baby likes peanut butter". He had given him the peanut butter on the toast he'd made as a predinner snack.

I told him it was stupid to give an allergen on a Friday night when hospitals are their most stretched. He said it was "no big deal" and we argued back and forth.

When I fed the baby about 15 mins later he projectile vomits everywhere. It looked like a TV gag just this white stream. Sofa, my arm, my legs, my stomach all covered. We try to settle him thinking it was a one off. 30 mins later and hes repeatedly vomiting, but now it's bright yellow. NHS advice is immediate hospital/ambulance, and we get in the car straight away.

The childrens A&E is packed and we wait over an hour to be seen. Dinner was left half cooked so he had to go out and get us a meal deal for dinner. It's miserable. Ive been to this A&E in the day and they are so fab, but 8:30 on a Friday night....

Doctor couldn't say for definite what caused thus reactuon. Our baby does have quite a few underlying health issues, including a cows milk allergy and digestive issues . She couldn't pin point it but did say "its suspicious the reaction was 15 mins after peanut butter". We've been advised to avoid exposure and cautiously reintroduce when older. When giing home he made a comment that I had overreacted.

Ultimately our baby is now fine which is the most important thing. But all of today I couldn't shake this anger that he risked everything. We had to seek medical help at the worst time when we were both exhausted too. He says everything is fine so I'm overreacting. Reddit am I?

Update: for context our child has had quite a rough start which is also why I'm additionally cautious. He spent first 5 days in hospital with major infection, had anaemia, UTI, failure to thrive (no weight gain) , born on second percentile, silent reflux, tongue tie, latch issues and cows milk allergy. We've been given great care under the NHS but it does just feel quite never ending!

Update 2: trialling new allergens over a week is the reccomended advice I've seen, this means we can easily identify any allergens quickly. This is a pretty normal way of doing it these days. We're not withholding exposure just doing it in a controlled manner as he already has a milk allergy.

In November 2024, I got my (2) impacted wisdom teeth out after being in pretty much constant excruciating pain. Immediately after surgery, I woke up and told my nurse that it felt like there was a piece of my tooth that landed in the back of my throat. She told me I was just feeling weird from the drugs, even though I felt fine, but I trusted her opinion and stopped complaining about the sharp feeling in my throat. A week later, I had my post-op check in and I complained about pain from healing, reporting that I woke up every day since surgery with migraines and jaw pain. I wanted a refill on my medicine but the doctor quickly said no, just take more ibuprofen (even though I explained the amount of ibuprofen he had me taking was hurting my stomach). Roughly a month after surgery, I was still having a considerable amount of pain. I took medicine most days of the week until I just decided to deal with the pain the same way I had before I had surgery. Now we are 4 months post-op, and late last night I was having intense jaw pain and was grinding my teeth as a result. I poked around with my finger, felt what I thought was a popcorn kernel, and ran to my bathroom to try and dislodge it. Quickly, my finger wasn't enough and I had to start scraping it with a flosser. My mouth was pouring blood, but l was determined to get the kernel out because of how it was poking my gums. After about 15 minutes of wiggling, I feel relief as I finally am about to grab the foreign object out of my mouth! But instead of a popcorn kernel... it's a piece of tooth from my surgery... that they missed??? I was in such disbelief when I saw the fragment that I thought I was dreaming at first, but no, it's real. I called the office today and they're trying to convince me, it's normal, it happens... but I don't think so. They're also calling it a bone spur but teeth are bones so ??? I'm confused. Do I seek legal help?