She has a balloon endoscopy to try to fix her broken stomach. predictably, it doesn't work and she still has the worst ever GP when it's done.
Amazing that all these young affluent white girls on social media have exactly the same medical conditions! She didn’t have to fake smile.
Both the leaker and I have fuzzy memories that the person who took over this company and dropped the ball then got shitty with the kid who founded it was Amanda/Ren but don’t quote me on that one.
She goes to sick kid prom at the children’s hospital with a bunch of other affluent white girls claiming the same diseases and she has someone wheel her around in her clunker. So here's our first glance at a fun phenomenon. When Nicole isn't doing one of her spoonie poses and is just shown in a neutral posture, it's very obvious she's gained a lot of weight. It's been visible in her face for a while. But her mom or the tripod she uses for her camera usually takes a flattering angle and arms-flexed pose that makes it look like she's very slender, just this side of skelly. When she's taken from a normal angle and posture, she's almost chubby. That's some steroid pattern weight gain.
“It’s not in my head, it’s in my collagen” oh my god. The other side of this photographical phenomenon. She looks like a completely different person than in the last photo, although this is pretty much the last time she can pass as skelly.
Anyway Ladies and gentlemen, this is Sepsis Number 5. They’re trying to save her hickman even though it’s the source of the bad bugs. They’re stress dosing her with steroids
Her line is pulled by a week in after the first round of antibiotics doesn’t clear the infection. They have IVs in her feet, they’re checking her gallbladder for signs of infection, and she’ll be discharged home with another hickman to fuck with if she’s cleared.
“I went from a 16 year old who was an active gymnast.” And the gymnast-to-munchie pipeline strikes once more. This is a lot of woe is me about how she gave up a real life in exchange for parasocial bullshit where she’s only as important as her last major hospitalization.
Back story, and it’s a doozy. In February 2013 she got her first taste of the sick life when she had a bout of appendicitis and an appendectomy. Because of this she was weakened and off her feet for a while, after which her usual sports became more difficult, which she is now claiming was when her POTS started. In July she spent nine days malingering in the hospital only to walk away with a diagnosis of IBS. Under these conditions she was able to successfully start her munchausen journey at a Mayo clinic not yet used to teenage girls banging down their doors for the zebra disease combo platter.
She attends DysCon 2017 in Washington, DC.
Back home we got the neck brace on and a new suspicion of CCI even though previous imaging said otherwise (those were done incorrectly, obviously!) and this magic doctor knows exactly what position she needs to be in to get a true n’ accurate reading. And she has serotonin syndrome again! I did a little more googling after part 1 and found out this is one of those things that can’t really be tested for and it's not always immediately life-threatening if caught early. They diagnose it on symptoms and knowledge of the medications or illicit drugs you’ve taken and the most obvious symptoms are tremors, shivering, clonus, tachycardia, and sweating. I guess she got diagnosed with this because of the leg twitch/shaking thing she was complaining about earlier (possibly in combo with withdrawal from pain meds, which is my personal headcannon. She rarely talks about the good stuff but when she does she's desperately trying to justify drugging herself to the gills.)
Very severe 24/7 unbearable nausea with no hope for relief. Big old grin. Got the vibedration bag. Jaquie started promoting them as the be-all end-all infusion must have in June of the same year.
SEPSIS’D! #6. She claims it’s translocation from her GI tract to her hickman all these times, but I don’t know how they’re determining it’s that and not her rubbing poopoo caca into it.
She went into septic shock and she's wearing it like a badge of honor with her typical dead-eyed smile and flexed arms.
Goes to a camp for people with chronic illnesses. Does craft time with her bucket of warrior beads.
November: SEPSIS’D! Lucky #7. Followed by an admit for hypernatremia. She claims this is from her IV fluids being “messed up” but it’s also easy to induce, according to Dr. Google, either by running far too much saline into herself or just from plain drinking salt water, which was popular in social media “health” circles as a cleanse at the time (it makes you shit your brains out). If Ms. Nicole here has been getting anxious about her weight gain she might have tried to hack the system and given herself salt poisoning. Looking for autoimmune issues and hinting that she might get that shiny prize, IVIG.
Her anemia isn’t just iron deficiency but they don’t know what it is and she has a new GI surgeon.
Man imagine being one of these hEDS fakers around someone with an actual and obvious disorder and not feeling like a total monster. That girl on the right clearly has contractures and shit going on.
She turns 21 and makes the same joke she does every year. Still hasn’t started college or gotten a job or done anything except be a forever baby girl but now with tubes. Also she shares a birthday with Cheyanne! How lucky!
Ally Jenkins has pulmonary hypertension and doesn’t make it her whole identity. She has friends, hobbies, an education, and a life outside her disease. You are not the same.
Anyway. SEPSIS’D! 8th time’s a charm. IJ line in her neck, arterial line in her wrist. Progresses to septic shock and she spends 11 days in the hospital. STILL discharged with the sepsis noodle in her chest.
Getting a ton of work done to see if she’s a candidate for IVIG. Jaquie did it first: her first dose of IVIG was April 28, 2017.
Another day, another hospital prom at Duke.
#fallriskclub this girl is a fucking amputee Nicole. Again, YOU ARE NOT THE SAME.
And again. SEPSIS’D! Number nine. Number nine. Number nine. This time she’s got triple sepsis! She must have injected a lot of poopoo caca into her line! Discharged after nine days.
Seeing a new GI motility specialist to see if she can get off TPN. Meanwhile her sister is being a normal adult and hitting normal adult milestones.
Back in the hospital with residual sepsis shit but her blood cultures are clear.
New specialist says she’s not even close to ready to come off the TPN because she has been doing nothing but IV nutrition and hydration for two years now. He’s going to try new meds and trickle feeds to see if he can get this kid to stop charging gleefully towards her own death.
More hanging out with a mix of spoonies and actually sick people.
She’s in her sister’s wedding with her embarrassin dollar store wheelchair and that creepy fucking smile. Again when she’s not in control of the photos being taken it’s obvious she’s gained a lot of weight. The look on the groomsman's face lmao.
Passed out, smacked her head, and ended up in the ER, tenth concussion and post-concussion symptoms. At least she didn't do it at the wedding. Getting procrit for anemia of chronic disease. Getting herself a custom whip, finally.
This year instead of saying 22 going on 102, she says “I look closer to 16!” Age creeping up on you Nicole? (She does sneak the “I feel 102!” joke in the text body). It’s the same post she makes every year about how she threw away her future to play sick kid, wah pity me.
This is the photo that put her on my radar back in 2019. She popped up on my insta feed and I thought it was Jaquie on first glance. It took several seconds of processing to realize it was not. I still remember going “wait did she get a new chair?” followed by glancing up at the face and realizing this was another pink-shirted arm flailing dark haired grinning goblin in a wheelchair. This chair is another one of those ones that’s like a hybrid of an off-the-rack and a real custom chair. It’s got good casters and is fairly well fitted for her (at least when she first gets it) but it's a folding model with flip up foot plates and also has things someone who self propels definitely does not want like a high back with push handles and fixed arm rests. It’s better than what she had but so is a dining chair nailed to a skateboard. And oh hey look who liked this post, it’s Lauren!!
With that out of the way SEPSIS’D! Buy 10 and your next one’s on us! Denae in the comments.
Two bacteria become three and she’s discharged after 8 days.
New diagnosis, small fiber neuropathy.
Another hospital prom! Tell me you’re trying to regress back to your teen years a little clearer next time.
Again, Ally Jenkins is a nice woman with a whole life of her own who just happens to have a terrible disease that has required her to have multiple lung transplants.
Ooh we got almost a full exoskeleton going on here. The fucking beads lmao. “Maybe the pain is all in my head like that doctor said.” Careful there nicole. Of course the conclusion she draws is take more pain meds.
Reflecting on the fact that if she had backed out of her lies four years ago she would be graduating college now.
Icky thoughts begone, we need to hang out with this other pots munchie who just got CCI surgery and mine her for information. I wonder what her next plot arc is going to be!
The black woman is a chronic lyme truther, the one with the brace we saw above, and the other one I think has cerebral palsy but I don’t know because she never mentions it and instead focuses on her hobbies, family, education, and career. Wow it’s almost like actual disabled people want to be seen as a person and not a disability!
You know what would help this? If a bunch of people playing make-pretend on social media didn’t constantly speak for and over actual disabled people when they have no idea what they’re talking about.
Celebrating three years of TPN!
Sensory bottles. These girls always want to play at being autistic children don’t they? I feel like this other girl was discussed somewhere but fuck me if I remember anything about her.
Muh medical PTSD from giving myself sepsis 10 times.
Spoonie camp again. Her posting is getting really few and far between now.
Her tube bumper broke and she needs it replaced. Yeah propofol’s good stuff, kid.
Another birthday. Same post as always.
Covid is upon us and it’s more important for Nicole and her fake diseases than anyone else.
I still have no idea how she got the adrenal insufficiency.
Hopping on the BLM bandwagon and acting like she’s been speaking out on this for years despite never once mentioning any of this in the history of her account
After three long years of fighting she gets her precious IVIG. She develops aseptic meningitis from it and a CSF leak from the testing for the meningitis.
Round two isn’t any better and she’s hospitalized again with aseptic meningitis. I mean, I guess it’s possible? Is that one of those things where if you develop it once you're more likely to keep getting it from the same drug?
Everything about this is beautiful. First we see she’s got a dexcom. How’s that steroid treating you nicole? But then the caption. Her doctor is mean and calls her out for being an attention-seeker who needs extensive therapy. Her parents are called enablers. She goes from saying she was sobbing hysterically and having panic attacks to she was politely interjecting. Doctor shoots her down for trying to “correct” her and then tells her to go talk to some kids with CF. Nicole refuses to do more testing (but she’s not refusing!!!) and the doctor says if she actually wanted to get better she’d do it. She has no idea what it’s like to keep giving yourself sepsis and aseptic meningitis all the time!
On that note, round 3 of IVIG also ends in aseptic meningitis. Nothing about this sounds right to me but I can’t say it’s wrong either.
It’s almost like these diseases are being sought by affluent young white women who can afford for mommy and daddy to take them to a seventh doctor after six say they don't have it. And that people who are actually struggling to get by don’t have time to fret about every ache and upset tummy they experience.
Another post about how hard it is to starve yourself over the holidays.
And another birthday post about how much she’s missed out on by choosing this, now with a side of covid sperging.
First pic cropped because baboo. Her sister has a baby and he needs to be in NICU for a while. Of course Nicole uses this remind us that she’s on TPN. Starting a new treatment for her fried adrenals.
The new treatment is a steroid pump. Lol when she talks about her privilege it comes off less as an acknowledgement and more of a gloat, doesn’t it?
Anyway. SEPSIS’D! #11. Her first time in two years after they put her on some bowel protocol to keep the bad poopy bacteria from entering her bloodstream.
Eight days in the hospital and she’s home free.
Syke, she’s back because she has deep vein thrombosis in her goddamned jugular and subclavian. Bloodthinners and a central line in a batshit munchie sounds like a winning combo to me.
Man I’m tired of the words “Medical PTSD”. She has a panic attack over an iron infusion.
Obligatory “it’s hard to starve myself on christmas” post. Hey I’ll give her one thing: she’s actually committed to it and not always showing me her starbucks drinks or treats that are Worth It™. Whether she gives into the steroid hungries off camera is another thing entirely, but at least she’s smart enough to leave it off her feed if she does.
She’s horrified by the passage of time as she turns 25 and realizes how long ago her teen years were and how she’s wasted her early 20s sitting in hospital rooms. pretty much admits she’s still mentally a teenager.
Thank god for propofol for that medical PTSD.
After like two years with no neckbrace we get this egg cup selfie because she’s gotten MRIs for her excruciating CCI problems. Covid really put a damper on her diagnosis-chasing! She had to go out of state for this because thats what our favorite butcher Henderson recommends.
And of course this shows she has the problems she was seeking, like it seemingly always does for everyone. Lookin good there Nicole. Lol she doesn’t “tolerate” PT either.
Blah blah blah I need a rest from my life of doing nothing.
Anyway. SEPSIS’D. We got a full dozen! Hickman replaced. Interestingly she says they’ve never been able to save her line all these times so every single time she got sepsis they gave her a fresh toy to fuck with. Discharged after 12 days.
Off to our next crisis, the new neurologist tells her she needs neurosurgery ASAP! She’ll be getting it in just a few months.
This is called depression, Nicole. It’s what happens when you lay around and the only thing you have to look forward to is finding a new reason to be in the hospital for social media engagement.
Full speed ahead towards getting her spinal cord fucked with though! So glad they’ve already worked out which fun drugs they’re going to give her. Based on the hurricane talk she’s in Charleston or thereabouts, which got smacked by Hurricane Ian that day.
Might be this guy, don’t quote me.
And so she makes it home, her wobbling head held aloft and proud by her brace.
Buried bumper syndrome, that thing where you gain weight and your feeding tube is too tight and the bumper embeds itself in your stomach wall. She needs to have her stoma closed off and an entirely new one placed but that doesn’t work out because of cellulitis and an infection. I love how she can never hide that tiny little smirk when she has mommy take one of these fake sleeping pics.
She gets a new tube in a new stoma. Surprise, she gets buried bumper syndrome again. Are you pulling on your tubes now? Wtf?
She looks so much like christina dougherty/watercolor_me_impressed now. A far cry from the days of bragging about how tiny and underweight she was.
Christmas. The obligatory “holidays are hard for me specifically”
She also had some saved stories. I about died at the headline here. “Doctor pleasing.” Hey fellow munchies, do you ever feel compelled to defer to the medical expertise of your doctors? Nicole is here to tell you that you simply don’t have to do that! Sure you may have barely made it through high school but you know better than those dummies.
Muh mentulz. Omg her therapist helps her keep track of her own lies. Adorable.
Straight up admitting she has no hobbies outside of diagnosis-chasing. What a sad life.
And some more that have trickled through to me from my leak. She broke her tube again on the 8th.
I love that the “i’m 100” joke has now been replaced by “I look 16” every year.
Super intimidating. Grinning ear to ear in her stupid brace.
