Victor Markhoff / Ana Victoria Markhoff / vvictorman_uel - Powerchair faker pooner, has every illness, allergic to Krebs cycle, bed mayo enjoyer, kicked out of house and mental hospital, constant ebeggar, applesauce heiress paid to yeet her teets

Around here, there are plenty of hoboes who use power wheelchairs or mobility scooters as their mobile battle stations--it lacks the storage space of a shopping cart, but they're allowed to take it into stores or other public places, and get leeway from civilians.
They seem to prefer mobility scooters, but anything that has a motor will do. Im actually leery of people in electric wheelchairs and mobility scooters in the bad parts of my city because they are mostly shady fucks using them. They steal scooters from porches, they steal them from each other or grifting charity organizations for used ones. They are like urban ATVs for drug addicts over 40.

There was a legless (below the knees) black guy in my downtown area that had developed an entire cottage industry giving rides to female drug addicts around town, even had a “downtown express” sign on his chair for awhile. Of course they had to sit in his lap to get the ride. Natch. He’d offer any woman walking down the street a ride, but only a certain type was prone to accepting his offer.
 
They are like urban ATVs for drug addicts over 40.
This is the most succinct way to describe it; thank you. Once they can no longer ride stolen bikes around the city, or once they luck into Grandma's unattended Rascal, they level up into a mobility scooter.

Sometimes the scooters have bugs living inside the plastic housing, next to the motors and batteries where it's warm and cozy.
 
While I've learned a lot from you guys about homeless folks in different cities, I'd think rascals and that kinda thing make more sense to steal than a power chair. You can jack a power chair from a munchie pooner easy enough, but then you need to eventually charge that shit and I doubt Walmart sells chargers for those like they do Rascals.
 
That makes sense, but I meant in the exact sense of car-jacking: dumping the rider out of their power chair and putt-putting off into the sunset.

Around here, there are plenty of hobos who use power wheelchairs or mobility scooters as their mobile battle stations--it lacks the storage space of a shopping cart, but they're allowed to take it into stores or other public places, and get leeway from civilians.

A lot of hobos do have chronic foot wounds or activity-limiting conditions like meth cardiomyopathy, but their wheelchairs are banged up and ill-sized. Best case scenario, they're legitimately second-hand, but it's not like powerchairs have to be registered; take it a town away and cover it with filthy tote bags and nobody's going to notice.

edit: thought long and hard about which plural of "hobo" to use
Clearly it’s doable.
Stealing Victoria’s chair would be difficult though, it weighs 400lbs.
It’d be super funny if it happened. I’d hope it eventually ends up in the hands of someone who needs it.
NYC is a zoo. If someone can light a woman on fire, they can dump a crippled person out of their wheelchair and ride off with it.
 
Getting robbed for her chair would be the best thing to ever happen to Vicky. She'd parlay five minutes of unplanned mutual aid with a vibrant member of the community into a lifelong PTSD and agoraphobia diagnosis. She'd have a ready made excuse to never leave the house and she could guilt mum and dad into getting her some place safer because otherwise their dear sweet innocent son might be at risk of a hate crime again.

Even better if she gets a small bump falling out of the chair: she could lecture others forever about how her promising career in academia was cut short by an attack that left her spine permanently damaged and her body in need of lifelong dilaudid treatments.
 
Apparently Vicky is so special that her vitamin deficiencies don’t even show up in her bloodwork.
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MCAS quack retiring. Vicky sad :(
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Also a lot of mask sperging, very boring but this one was funny:
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lol.
 
Getting robbed for her chair would be the best thing to ever happen to Vicky. She'd parlay five minutes of unplanned mutual aid with a vibrant member of the community into a lifelong PTSD and agoraphobia diagnosis. She'd have a ready made excuse to never leave the house and she could guilt mum and dad into getting her some place safer because otherwise their dear sweet innocent son might be at risk of a hate crime again.

Even better if she gets a small bump falling out of the chair: she could lecture others forever about how her promising career in academia was cut short by an attack that left her spine permanently damaged and her body in need of lifelong dilaudid treatments.
Of course by her own standards she wouldn't be able to blame the person of colour who took it because of socioeconomic factors. Reparations and all that. They needed it more.
 
Double posting but I read up some on Xolair (omalizumab), that dreamy drug that Vicky covets. Started by checking the pharmaceutical “orange book” of my eurofag-country. It says this: “Xolair has not been extensively studied for prevention of anaphylaxis, including in accidental exposure to food. Xolair is not indicated [to prevent anaphylaxis].” Basically, the book states that it’s to be used in severe asthma and treatment resistant rhinitis with polyps and don’t you go crazy when you prescribe this expensive shit.

Weird. Why would she want something that hasn’t been proven effective? So I check the company’s American page. Well, what do you know, the yanks disagree: “Xolair is the first and only FDA-approved medicine to reduce allergic reactions, including anaphylaxis, from accidental exposure to one or more foods.”

Interesting that two countries judge the evidence so differently. I’m guessing a (somewhat) functioning public health apparatus in some ways is protective against munchie antics, because the evidence has to be pretty solid in order to qualify for subsidies. You can’t just reee until someone prescribes that cool stuff you want, because what you want has already been deemed inappropriate for your condition.
(In practice this is a bit more complicated because once a doctor has a specialization they’re free to prescribe any available drug off-label, but this is rarely misused.)

TLDR: Victoria could only dream of Xolair in many a eurofagland. GFM to move her to, like, Albania?
Quoting myself like a faggot, but I posted about xolair back when the thread was just a baby. Still can’t wrap my head around why any physician would prescribe it to her.
 
Vicky at least claims she has successfully doctor-shopped her way to the infusions she craves:

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She also claims that extremely expensive immunosuppressive drugs are within her grasp:

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Oh lordy, she has to take a train and maybe an Uber. This is it, guys, this is what kills her: everyday activities that 99% of people, including the disabled, navigate weekly if not daily.

@Zemblan Physics it looks as though Xolair is prescribed for severe food allergies. So she's convinced someone she's totally gluten intolerant to the point of constant GI bleeds and needs the pricey shit (even though her gluten test came back negative and her recent colonoscopy was totally unremarkable).
 
Weird. Why would she want something that hasn’t been proven effective? So I check the company’s American page. Well, what do you know, the yanks disagree: “Xolair is the first and only FDA-approved medicine to reduce allergic reactions, including anaphylaxis, from accidental exposure to one or more foods.”

Probably because some pharmaceutical company spent a billion dollars developing it, didn't want to abandon it once they figured it was useless, and so they ran 100 "studies" and then only published the 5 studies where people's symptoms improved enough out of statistical inevitability for them to tweak it into a non-null result. That usually seems to be enough for the FDA.
 
Probably because some pharmaceutical company spent a billion dollars developing it, didn't want to abandon it once they figured it was useless, and so they ran 100 "studies" and then only published the 5 studies where people's symptoms improved enough out of statistical inevitability for them to tweak it into a non-null result. That usually seems to be enough for the FDA.
The Amazing True Story of Gabapentin.
 
The Amazing True Story of Gabapentin.
Gabapentin is brilliant, at least for me. It doesn't really do what its prescribed to but you get very refreshing sleep from it. It doesn't put you straight to sleep either, so you can function after taking it.

Late and gay but only just caught up on the thread. Vicky was complaining about her sex toys being moved at the age of 24. Its been pointed out how nuts it is that twitter doesn't push back on her ebegging, but I'm also amazed they didn't push back on her complaining about her stuff being moved when she was 24 and already long out of the house.

Most people I know got to keep a bit of stuff at their parents' while they were at uni at most, but by 24 were expected to be fully out with their childhood rooms repurposed. And Vicky claims to have been emancipated. Whoever said she doesn't even try to keep her narrative straight day to day is bang on.

I've heard its very windy and cold in NYC right now, with some of the avenues acting as wind tunnels. If she gets blown over in her power chair I hope we get a video.
 
Gabapentin is brilliant, at least for me. It doesn't really do what its prescribed to but you get very refreshing sleep from it.
Exactly. That's why veterinarians love it- puts Fluffy right out while he is getting prepped for his procedure, helps Fido relax and think of happier times when the neighborhood pyrotechnics are sending him into the Bell Jar zone.

But you should see the vast array of human diseases it has been claimed this shit can "treat." Migraines and neuropathic pain are on the more plausible end, given the mechanism of action, but the past 25 years have also seen it deployed at every conceivable psychiatric and vague-malady disease. It's a mood stabilizer for bipolar disorder! It's a breakthrough for borderline personality! It treats intermittent explosive disorder! It's the cure for fibromyalgia and long covid! Hot flashes! Itching! Tinnitus (yeah right, nothing helps tinnitus)! It slices, it dices, it does whatever you need it to do!

Well- I guess a drug that can zonk out even the most high strung shepherd on the block while Uncle Johnny is setting off the illegal fireworks he smuggled in from Wisconsin would probably do some good for people with just about anything taxing their nerves.
 
Vicki's avoiding some important conversation. Going to guess NYU has just about had enough of her bullshit.

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First Kevin Gibes's FFS getting pushed back because he kept avoiding opening emails from his gender clinic, and now this? I remember when articles started showing up talking about how Millenials and Zoomers largely prefer messaging to phone calls, but it's obvious that people like this have such a pathological level of anxiety that even text messages and emails are too much of an intrusion into their cocoon. Makes me wonder to what extent transing out is, at root, a maladaptive response to anxiety.

Vicky walks all the time & even brags sings about it:
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Yes, I'm sure Vicky has a much easier time hitting the high notes after several years on testosterone.

It occurs to me that we haven't heard any examples of her current voice in this thread yet, that I can recall. Here's a vid from 2021 – it was the most recent thing I could find on her Xitter that wasn't some overdubbed Tiktok slop. The video itself is boring: just munchie shit about consulting Dr. Google about dystonia and trying to figure out how it's connected to her other very real conditions that she definitely has.
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She doesn't quite have the typical pooner croaky-frog voice, more of a contralto with heavy vocal fry. Of course, this is from three and a half years ago, so who knows what she sounds like now.
 
I remember when articles started showing up talking about how Millenials and Zoomers largely prefer messaging to phone calls, but it's obvious that people like this have such a pathological level of anxiety that even text messages and emails are too much of an intrusion into their cocoon. Makes me wonder to what extent transing out is, at root, a maladaptive response to anxiety.
I think part of it at least is long-term versus short-term gratification. If Victoria put half the effort that she does being "sick" into her studies, she'd be right now reaping some positive rewards from by now for finishing her first semester, getting good grades and maybe even getting noticed by the faculty as a good student. But in doing so, it means hard work for a few months that feels unrewarding at the time and makes you want to tear your hair out.

Meanwhile, transing out and getting attention from being "sick" gives her sweet endorfin kicks in the moment, but they never last and they aren't something you feel proud of. So everything else makes you feel bad. She's basically stuck in a cycle.
 
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