Snowflake Christine Milneaux - Munchie who came here to sperg [PM sneasel if you wanna do a proper OP on this tard]

No wonder that she writes like a near illiterate pretentious tit, who couldn't be arsed to read the simplest books from Victorian times. She is one.

And I would describe her brain fever as brain flatulence. Not as dramatic sounding like a hysteric brain fever, but it starts with an F. And describes her symptoms far better.

Substance less, luke warm emissions that may get stinky once in a while, but have no value or even entertainment. And in the end leads the audience to leave the place out of boredom.
 
New graduate MLT with a job lined up and soon to be ASCP certified here. I have the same amount of education as nurses. Late to the party as usual.

I may not be a doctor or a nurse, but I studied some autoimmune diseases in immunology class. Lupus has a very stereotypical butterfly rash on the face. Patients with Lupus are more prone to miscarriages. Patients with lupus have a prolonged APTT time in vitro but are more prone to blood clots in vivo. There are special tests used to confirm a lupus anticoagulant like Kaolin Clotting Time or Dilute Russel's Viper Venom. Lupus gives false positives with the Rapid Plasma Reagin test and VDRL for syphilis. A positive ANA test doesn't tell me too much. I need to know what pattern was observed and the titer. In my personal opinion, you don't have lupus or really any autoimmune disease.

I read that you want TB so bad Christine. I got some good and bad news. The good news is that you can still catch TB in third world countries. The bad news is that antibiotics can cure TB. The other good news is that there are some antibiotic resistant strains of TB. The terrible bad news is that medical labs diagnose TB by PCR which is very specific for TB DNA sequences and genes, so a false positive is low unless a tech contaminates the sample. The worst news is that most patients who catch TB have HIV/AIDS already. TB is a very slow growing bacteria.

There is an African proverb that states "Health is Wealth". Wealth may prevent deadly diseases and can provide education to prevent disease, but wealth cannot cure an incurable terminal illness. A diagnosis of a terminal illness can bankrupt a person in America. You munchies are cray-cray.

Edit: To diagnose malaria, a thick blood smear is made on a slide then it is stained. A blood smear examined under a microscope cannot diagnose lupus. Lupus has to do with autoantibodies which are waaay too small for a brightfield microscope in a mundane medical laboratory to see. Antibodies are nanometers and red and white blood cells are micrometers in size. IDing and discovering the presence of antibodies are done by serological techniques. :story:
 
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So what you're saying is that I've marched into a website filled with trolls and degenerates
And yet, we have compassion for those who are genuinely in a bad place through no fault of their own (see Jani and Bodhi Schofield, Venus Palermo, Gypsy Blanchard, Gracie Wilcher, etc.). What we don’t have much patience or tolerance for are lazy, self centered layabouts who try to make everything about them even when it has fuckall to do with them (Becky Gerber, Kailyn Wilcher, Susan Schofield, Margaret Palermo... and... you :story: )
 
This thread basically followed the same path as the Jacob sockness thread; we have a cow here which is pretty full of content, but is actually TOO attention seeking to be funny. I will follow christine again in another 4 years when her desperation for attention seeking is truly pathetic and worthy of my laughter.
 
I thought the yellow wallpaper disussion we were having was about the victorian short story...ie a story about a malingering woman who does nothing all day but lay about and eventually goes mad from inactivity.

It’s a good story that highlights the confinement of women during that era, ostensibly for their own good but often to their detriment. It has a gradual horror tone to it and it’s not a long read:


Also this site regularly exhibits sympathy for people who are in bad situations and not malingering. Nothing anyone here has said is compassion...just calling out a sad dumb bitch for what she is. Good to know she had to come all the way here to seek compassion though, I guess the whole “having friends and family and a loving husband” thing wasn’t working out. Maybe she should try more craft store plastic flower wreaths and corsets from amazon. That’ll get the attention rolling!

This thread basically followed the same path as the Jacob sockness thread; we have a cow here which is pretty full of content, but is actually TOO attention seeking to be funny. I will follow christine again in another 4 years when her desperation for attention seeking is truly pathetic and worthy of my laughter.

The similarities are there but I’m not seeing the content. She’s a frumpy plainface in a boring marriage who wears renfest gear around town to try and look more interesting, and when that doesn’t work she just fakes sick. I think that’s half the weebs you see at anime cons. She might be more interesting if only she wasn’t so transparently desperate for attention...like if her posts here were more interesting and eccentric. Right now they’re just the standard LOOK AT ME SAY STUFF AT ME that we get all the time.

At least Jacob posts crazy space rubbish.
 
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I thought the yellow wallpaper disussion we were having was about the victorian short story...ie a story about a malingering woman who does nothing all day but lay about and eventually goes mad from inactivity.
Yeah, I thought the same... although to be honest she’d be a lot more interesting if she actually hopped on the crazy train than what she is now. As it stands, when she comes in here flogging her thesaurus like a rented mule, the only thing I can think is something like this:

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(edit: or men, either way lol)
 
Yeah, I thought the same... although to be honest she’d be a lot more interesting if she actually hopped on the crazy train than what she is now. As it stands, when she comes in here flogging her thesaurus like a rented mule, the only thing I can think is something like this:

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(edit: or men, either way lol)
Lol. That’s a great southern turn of phrase, too. Let the grown folks talk. Bless her heart.
 
You know what I like? The series on youtube about getting dressed during different time periods. It seems so simple but it goes over all the different toiletries, undergarments, makeup and hair and narrates in a simple fashion all the things the average person would go through getting ready in the morning, in different time periods and by different classes. It’s actually a pretty fun watch. It also makes historical times more accessible..instead of looking at some drawing of a ladies’ chamber, it’s real people going through the real motions, on period sets. And instead of important historical events, it just depicts average people.
 
I'm not going to keep editing my posts every time I think of something new.

With malaria a patient gets extreme fever and chills. A symptom of malaria is jaundice because the Plasmodium parasites break open RBCs which causes hemolytic anemia. HGB products become bilirubin which the liver needs to conjugate in order to make it water soluble for excretion. Jaundice is the build-up of unconjugated bilirubin. Jaundice not caused by liver disease or hepatitis is often caused by a hemolytic anemia of some sort. Some species of Plasmodium turn your pee black. Christine, you do not have malaria. Please stop googling medical shit, surfing webMD, and stop watching Grey's Anatomy or any lame brain medical drama for Christsakes. Leave the diagnosis of disease to your doctor and the laboratory personnel. They have the expertise and training.

I swear that those writers of Grey's Anatomy are idiotic monkeys on keyboards. Factor VI deficiency? Since when did scientists discover a new clotting factor? Gave an A+ patient AB+ packed RBCs? How is he still alive? I hope that was plasma and not packed RBCs. If you did a IS crossmatch, there would be a very strong reaction, buddy. I would rather stare at walls all day than watch medical dramas with glaring inaccuracies!

As a medical professional, you munchies make me sick to my stomach. Please do some real research on the diseases that you are trying to appropriate. Pretending to be a person with a chronic illness or disease is just as bad as a geeky, friendless, pasty white weeaboo who thinks he is Japanese. Medical appropriation needs to be a thing now.

Get a real hobby. What about taking up writing on kindle direct. You could write about a heroine dying of TB in the Victorian era. You can make big bucks writing your dumb fantasies on the kindle.
 
I have thought about that if an online magazine publication never ends up working out. Meanwhile, of course I don't have malaria; I just need Plaquenil. Possibly prednisone but I don't think it hurts badly enough that I could consider this a flare, and I have half a mind to think the flush beneath my eyes and on my nose is a sunburn.
 
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I thought the yellow wallpaper disussion we were having was about the victorian short story...ie a story about a malingering woman who does nothing all day but lay about and eventually goes mad from inactivity.
My favorite part of "The Yellow Wallpaper" in relation to this thread is that the story was written with the specific purpose of stopping doctors from prescribing the rest cure. (The rest cure, in case anyone is unfamiliar, being that any woman diagnosed as "hysterical" for whatever reason--the protagonist of the story has what we would now call postpartum depression--was told to lay in bed and do nothing, not even read, for weeks.) Gilman argued (correctly) that doing absolutely nothing, with no mental or physical stimulus, made women's health worse, not better.

Yet here is someone whose own solution to mental anguish has been to hole up in her room. She is enduring the torture of the so-called "rest cure" of her own free will, without a doctor prescribing it and without a husband forcing her to comply. I wonder what Gilman would say.
 
I just need Plaquenil. Possibly prednisone

Quoth the Raven, "No, you don't."

I'm going to give you some life advice. You don't want an autoimmune disorder. Maybe you have some biological factors that predispose you to inflammation. That's not great either, but it's manageable.
You're 25. I'm not a whole lot older, but when I was 25, I was wasting my money on expensive clothes, expensive makeup and expensive shoes and handbags. I can't tell you how great the superficial joy of buying that shit is. You have these years to be superficial and stupid and get it out of your system. Instead, you're waiting to die. But not really, just pretending to wait to die.

You're going to regret being such an idiot when you get older. Ana Mardoll is a great example. We have a thread on her here.
She got married young to an older guy and instead of do shit with herself, she pretended to be disabled, trans, whatever other nutcase bullshit she pretended to be. On her 36 or 37th birthday, her husband left her because he was sick of her shit. She malingered during their whole relationship. Never participating in their life, always having an excuse not to be present in the relationship. Had she gone to a decent therapist and gotten medication for her mental health issues, she would have been in a better place than she is now.

Her problems defined who she was. Even if you get sick and you have a chronic illness, it doesn't define who you are. It's got fuck all to do with it. Everyone has problems.

You've neglected your education, your personality and your life and instead use "But I'm sick" or whatever other nonsense you go on with, to make people stay with you.

As with Ana Mardoll ; It doesn't work. If you want to actually keep your husband, then stop being so fucking useless, participate in your relationship and your life, get something that makes you an individual and stop malingering -because there's going to be a point where no one gives a fuck what problems you have if you're being a dead weight.

Histrionics do nothing but piss people off.
 
Quoth the Raven, "No, you don't."

I'm going to give you some life advice. You don't want an autoimmune disorder. Maybe you have some biological factors that predispose you to inflammation. That's not great either, but it's manageable.
You're 25. I'm not a whole lot older, but when I was 25, I was wasting my money on expensive clothes, expensive makeup and expensive shoes and handbags. I can't tell you how great the superficial joy of buying that shit is. You have these years to be superficial and stupid and get it out of your system. Instead, you're waiting to die. But not really, just pretending to wait to die.

You're going to regret being such an idiot when you get older. Ana Mardoll is a great example. We have a thread on her here.
She got married young to an older guy and instead of do shit with herself, she pretended to be disabled, trans, whatever other nutcase bullshit she pretended to be. On her 36 or 37th birthday, her husband left her because he was sick of her shit. She malingered during their whole relationship. Never participating in their life, always having an excuse not to be present in the relationship. Had she gone to a decent therapist and gotten medication for her mental health issues, she would have been in a better place than she is now.

Her problems defined who she was. Even if you get sick and you have a chronic illness, it doesn't define who you are. It's got fuck all to do with it. Everyone has problems.

You've neglected your education, your personality and your life and instead use "But I'm sick" or whatever other nonsense you go on with, to make people stay with you.

As with Ana Mardoll ; It doesn't work. If you want to actually keep your husband, then stop being so fucking useless, participate in your relationship and your life, get something that makes you an individual and stop malingering -because there's going to be a point where no one gives a fuck what problems you have if you're being a dead weight.

Histrionics do nothing but piss people off.
don't PL or feed the troll. She’s just posting here for attention. She doesn’t give a fuck about life advice. The more you talk to her, the more annoying she gets.
 
don't PL or feed the troll. She’s just posting here for attention. She doesn’t give a fuck about life advice. The more you talk to her, the more annoying she gets.

:story: 1. That's not powerleveling. I swear to god the word has no meaning anymore.
2. I want her reaction. Don't read the thread if she's upsetting you so much. She's not a troll. She's a person of interest.
3. Don't tell me what to do, it makes me want to do it even more.
 
A previous poster's comment made me wonder, did Virginia Poe, in fact, have lupus? Nothing that I can recall, and indeed nothing that I'm finding via search engine, suggests so, but I've forgotten more embarrassing information in this thread. Although I am quite sure I'd be as gobsmacked as you if it turned out I really was so profoundly ignorant as to not realize that I shared a common illness with my idol, I can't judge such a thing to be entirely outside of the realm of possibility.

As a postscript, yes, "Imagine you're being paid based on word count," as it would happen, appears to be an incredibly efficient method for improving my turn of phrase as most modern phrases ate immediately weeded out in favor of the longer, more archaic substitute. I knew Dickens was paid by the word, of course, but it didn't occur to me to actually apply it as though it were THE reason for his way with words.
 
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Poe was never famous in his time either. Poe was never famous in his time either. Poe was never famous in his time either. PoE WAS NEV--

I'm sorry, is that a melodramatic enough example of the breakdown you wanted me to have? I took someone's advice to use simpler verbage. Will that be all, Sir?
There is nothing romantic or poetic about being chronically ill. It is a road block, a constant weight on your shoulders preventing you from enjoying your life fully. It's an endless parade through labs, doctors, specialists even surgeons. Its not fun it's not glamorous. Nothing about it is beautiful its fucking tragic and its unfair but people who are ill want to be seen the same as anyone else. Pity and asspats are not looked for, in fact most chronically ill people get angry when people treat them as if they are made of glass.
There is nothing cute or demure about being on endless medications, infusions and treatments. Being used as a pin cushion a guinea pig, a lab experiment.
Why on earth would you EVER wish to have something like Lupus? Are you out of your damn mind?
Seek better help you are way too young to be chasing death this way.
 
Also, heathercho: does it worry me that he'll leave me for a younger woman, and then I'll really be stuck, past my prime, no skills, and no options? Oh yes. Absolutely, of course it does. Such risks have always been in the back of my mind. I suppose one could say I've considered it to be an occupational hazard, almost. When one chooses-- or perhaps, as in my case wakes up to-- this singular lifestyle, that's the sort of downside that one has to risk. There are risk-reward downsides to every lifestyle, however, and just like everyone else on the planet, I chose mine based on ease, natural aptitude, ability to learn, inner desires, drive, etc. etc.
 
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