As this is all going down one lumen in her brand new subclavian line cracks, which she is again blaming on a nurse flushing the line although this time instead of saying the nurse is an idiot, she says the line was defective.
2/3 lumens on her new line are now broken. They miraculously get a peripheral line in her but she needs more access. They’re going back into her jugular and hoping it’ll hold out, but it won’t because her gut is still leaking bacteria even with the IV glutamine.
I’ve seen a Hickman with a small hole in it, but that happened over months of daily use and the hole was nearly invisible. There’s absolutely no way this happens by chance, especially not multiple times.
It looks like she rips into them with her teeth, then pulls them apart until they tear. Slow, painful suicide via munching, what fun.
Well, she’s out of prison and Louis Theroux has made a documentary about her, Tell Them You Love Me. I tried watching it tonight. Turned it off after three minutes, she’s fucking insufferable and dindu nuffin. I don’t say this lightly but she’s a wicked cunt.
Firstly, thanks for sharing this but upon looking it up, it's not by Louis but another Brit documentarian. I read the article and then watched the documentary and the brother says something in the film that isn't repeated in the article. Apparently she had fucked the guy so hard, it left rug burns and marks on his back they couldn't identify until it came out at trial.
That finally broke me. There's actually a movie from the 1970s with this exact same plot where a councillor is convinced this retarded adult man in diapers is actually intelligent and being forced to live that way because of his mother. Since it's a horror film, the councillor ends up murdering the family and becoming the retards new caregiver - except she knew he was retarded all along and just wanted to give her equally retarded by accident husband a playmate. In the movie, they show a few really really fucking disturbing scenes of sexually assaulting the retard but all of them are matronly and soft, which is disgusting but I suppose easier to digest than the idea of fucking a retard so hard that you gave him rug burns on his back.
The mom is very black while the brother is a scholar and clearly speaks in affluence among his peers. The mom, however, upon hearing Anna's lawyer refer to her kid as Anna's lover, responded to the doc crew, "This whore laid down and raped my son." in just full black 'what the fuck' cadence and I really think that's all that needs to be said about it.
I know I'm late but given the munchie fetishizing living as this man I felt it was worth coming back to since I actually watched it. Love a good horrorcow story.
I’d love to ask her what’s stopping her from driving off a cliff, or going to a freer province like Alberta and blowing her brains out, or going to Dignitas, or ODing on a substance, etc etc.
Where would she then get the flood of attention to soothe her endless list of cluster-B insecurities?
She would just be another statistic lying on a pathologist's slab, not a 'darling victim' of a broken system.
Another cluster-B black-hole of emotion.
SAD. Many such cases.
Here's something to keep in mind about this diagnosis, it seems to most often come up with BPD. There's some conjecture within the psych community regarding whether or not nearly every person with BPD does not also have C-PTSD, because what is considered "traumatizing" to someone with BPD could be something relatively minor. The symptoms of C-PTSD are not really like the symptoms of PTSD either.
Anecdotally, I was speaking with a coworker who specializes in clinical psychology and apparently they're not even treated the same way, it's a whole other type of therapy people with C-PTSD need, and it happens to be the same type that is more effective for people with borderline.
I don't know your friend, but she sounds like she's got a lot of Cluster B going on and is playing people for asspats and validation. Munchies and those personality disorders seem to go hand in hand often in this thread.
Unfortunately when you confront them it always ends in disaster.
I confronted my friend about her diagnoses. She said that they were real and that I was rude. I told her that she had Munchhausen’s syndrome. She told me to fuck off. I told her that she wanted to be special. She got after me even more. My family knows her and now everyone hates me. Being “heroic” is hard.
Tricia Melland part 5. Can my next one be a little less prolific? Jeez. In part 4, Tricia went to the hospital for what should have been a routine central line placement and instead was inpatient for months with new-onset seizures, vomiting blood, and culturing new resistant bacterial and fungal colonies. She hopped between hospitals trying to find one that would do whatever she wanted and Mommy was there to document it all. Tricia learned a lesson about something called septic emboli and now she has a new hole punched in her throat. We ended with her deciding that she was done, she no longer wanted to pursue treatments and that when her new central line inevitably gets infected she's not having it replaced. She is discharged home to die.
There’s no update until July and people start assuming she’s dead. She’s not, but she’s whining that they can’t find adequately trained nursing staff for her at home for the small amount insurance will pay them, and sometimes those lazy LPNs just sleep on the job. All her time and energy goes to her medication and setting up infusions because of the lack of qualified nursing and it’s exhausting but she can’t sleep. A simple doctor’s visit has become a logistical nightmare as they have to transport Tricia plus her ventilator and 10 or more infusion pumps, oh right also her lungs keep bleeding but for now she’s out of the hospital and it’s alright.
August 28, whoops. Septic.
Man that is a lot of infusions going. Can’t help but notice one appears to be labeled benadryl, because of course even in this state Afrin has her on continuous diphenhydramine for fake allergies. Anyway, she backs out of her previous promise not to get the line replaced saying that without one she can’t get quality-of-life improving medications and they wouldn’t even be able to keep her comfortable until she dies. The antibiotics stopped working so they’re switched again because Tricia would really like to ensure that the rest of us don’t stand a chance at survival against the cream of superbug soup she’s been brewing for years. This is when the “oh my god just die already” is really kicking in, ngl. They want to place a new tunneled catheter in her chest because normally they never ever let people leave the hospital with an IJ but that’s on hold until they can figure out what to do about these monster bugs she’s cultivating. The scales are tipping towards this no longer being worth it again.
More antibiotics, transferred to ICU, can’t get her pain under control and unsure how much more she’s willing to go through. Was it worth it Tricia?
Line falls out of her neck again when the sutures holding it in place rip through her skin after she sweats off all her adhesive and the weight of all the infusion lumens pulls on it overnight. Or she yanked it, who knows? She already has a midline placed for IVIG but everything is yeast-colonized again. They get some kind of long IV and a PICC into her arm with the aid of a military field nurse. She finally has pain control after “three days of continuous infusions to reset my nerves” and she’s finally moved to the step down unit.
Free at last on September 20, but they have to take her off one of the antibiotics she was on and if that one was controlling her main infection it’s just going to come back.
I was not kidding about the troon-out rate for her sorority.
October 1, back to the hospital with a 105 (!!!) degree fever. It’s probably sepsis.
No update until the 28th. They sent her home on the 10th with a fever that was still over 100F. Her fevers slowly creep back up. She has a PCA for pain at home, but she’s too tired and confused to use it as often as she usually does so she also goes into opiate withdrawal. They finally call 911 and get her pain under control, but she’s told the antibiotics are not getting rid of the infections anymore. They’re just keeping them subdued for a while
Our next update is a month later when she shows off that she gave her gingerbread man a trach.
December 13, 2019 she’s back in the hospital.
It’s pneumonia again and they’re suctioning the crap out of her lungs. Still totally colonized by yeast despite being on some heavy duty antifungals so she’s switched to an even harsher one that is going to sandblast her kidneys. Once again she can’t get her infected line out because then they’ll have no access but IR is too busy to deal with her to place a new one. They remove the line after her fever goes almost back up to 105. The HOSPITAL is out of blood for her!! She’s had over 100 transfusions now and it would really not be fair to die from want of a transfusion after all she’s been through so you need to donate more! In the comments she laments that being in the adult hospital at Christmas is nothing like being in Childrens. No santa, no fun child life crafting projects – not even a fruit basket! You’re just sick and in the hospital! She doesn’t update whining that she was inpatient for christmas so it looks like they got her out.
Next update is 23 January 2020. 105 degree fever again, sepsis again.
No update until April when she’s hospitalized again for sepsis and now because of covid, mommy can’t even visit her. She’s alone in the yucky grown up hospital where they don’t do anything fun for her and mommy isn't there to tell her she's the bravest little warrior. She doesn’t say it but this also means she can’t have Kenny with her because no one can take him out for potty breaks for her.
June. Back with sepsis again, from the Candida she’s still colonized by. She gets a new PICC in her armpit and it’s a struggle to find even that spot. Now they’re hoping that line doesn’t just get colonize right away too.
She’s discharged on the 28th and they start to taper her off steroids because it’s masking the fever. Surprise, 105.4F and she’s rushed back to the hospital and put in ICU packed with ice and steroided to hell.
Discharged 25 July and within a day her fever spikes again. Two of her three lumens culture bacteria and she’s back in ICU. Once again they have to place the new line into the same site over guide wire meaning the new line is already infected. The infections are getting more aggressive and she’s almost never out of the hospital and now with covid it’s extra boring. She can’t even do her bucket list because everything’s shut down. She’s considering hospice. Was it worth it Tricia?
In late August she announces they somehow miraculously found peripheral access to get her a “line holiday” to beat back the infection, then a new PICC. The vein is so narrow that with the PICC in no blood can flow but they’re hoping she’s got enough collateral vessels to make up for it and she’s sent home again.
Two weeks later, sepsis again. They try to fix it at home but can’t, so she’s admitted on the 10th.
Wow amazing suddenly after years of saying they literally could not find one spot to place a peripheral line they can now find spots. She’ll be getting an IJ again because they ran out of PICC options.
The IJ is in and Tricia is out.
Don’t worry, we’re not exactly watching a snuff film this time. In October 2020 Tricia joins Tiktok and here’s where shit gets real fuckin' fun. Tricia starts her account by dancing for this cancer kid Tia in her “home ICU”
This gets her a lot of attention from people, including the parents of the cancer kids she wanted to be, who take it at face value that Tricia is really sick because why the fuck wouldn’t you? Girl’s on a fucking ventilator.
And it gives her a great opportunity to talk about her favorite topic: herself and her very special diseases and toys. This also gives us a great opportunity. This is the first time we’ve heard her talk since she got the tracheostomy. Did you notice it?
No, it’s not the number of lumens coming off that line being held in place with a hair clip although that seems really precarious.
Did you guess “she’s not in respiratory failure?” Because the respiratory therapists in the audience have. With a trach there’s a short length of tube in her trachea and at the end of that there’s a little ballon cuff and inflates to seal off the airway and keep it in place, a lot like the balloons on their feeding tubes to keep them in the stomach. That way the air is only moving from the machine to the lungs and back, not coming out of your mouth and nose. But you can’t talk like that because no air is moving past your vocal cords. A PMV is a Passy-Muir Valve, a one-way valve that allows you to speak on a tracheostomy. The valve is put on the junction point between the ventilator tubing and the actual trach tube that’s in her neck. When the cuff is deflated, the valve opens to let the ventilator deliver air into the lungs, but closes on exhalation. Instead of the exhaled air going back out the valve to the ventilator, it’s breathed out of your mouth and nose, therefore it does pass the vocal cords.
Here’s a video about it.
Tricia does not have one of these. She just has the cuff deflated in her trachea. If you’ve ever seen someone who has a trach not on a vent, you might have seen them put their fingers over the end of it when they want to speak. That closes a two-way valve to make it easier to force air over their vocal cords, otherwise when they exhale to speak it would just go back out the valve. Tricia’s is wide open. These respiratory therapists and ICU nurses that have worked with tons of ventilated patients have never seen anyone on a vent able to control their breath and voice the way Tricia does and they have some questions for her.
From trying to understand how the fuck this thing works, this doesn’t explain the issue. With a PMV the valve is open when air goes in and because the tube points down and there’s positive pressure, of course it goes into the lungs. The issue is even with a capped valve it’s hard to force the air up and out of the mouth and with an open valve it’s pretty impossible to get more than a whisper out, yet Tricia speaks loudly and clearly at length.
Here she explains she has inline suction which is apparently very strange to be sent home with, since you can just pop the tubing off at home and suction very quickly then pop it back on. I don’t know anything about that, just repeating what I was told. I will say there's another girl Tricia will befriend soon who was also sent home with inline suction and there's no doubt she actually needs her vent.
Claiming that in June 2019, she was told she maybe only had a week to live. This would have been right around when they discharged her home on the vent after 10 months in the hospital.
She’s not a candidate for a lung transplant. She’ll later claim it’s because she is too sick to survive the surgery but most of the people I bounced this one off of suspected she couldn’t get on a transplant list because her lungs work fine and a transplant eval team would figure it out very quickly.
Lol, her favorite shows are Grey’s Anatomy, true crime docs, and House.
Claiming the colectomy has been canceled because selfish doctors don’t want her to “mess up their stats” by dying in surgery. Girl maybe they just don’t wanna kill someone.
The thought of watching her chew up food and spit it out is absolutely revolting, holy god.
Tricia makes it clap. Resp therapists in the comments continue to be interested in this anomalous patient.
I had to look up who these people tagged were and apparently they’re all big tiktok accounts that specialize in like ...positivity content. Feel good stories.
The best part of Tricia’s tiktok is the audience. On Insta she was talking to people who knew her personally who rarely asked for medical specifics. They wanted to know when she would be home, if she was feeling better, but they didn’t care how many lumens she had or how she can talk with the trach. Now there’s strangers on the internet who want to know everything about this and she’s going to tell them all
. People ask her how she gets out of the house now and she shows off her one hour routine for getting her pumps, her ventilator, and everything else she needs packed so she can go to the doctor. Her whole life revolves around managing these devices.
You see this Hannah (Taylor’s Version) account in the comments? Right I’m officially MOTI.
Hannah has a very, very awful autoimmune disease called Granulomatosis with Polyangiitis fka Wegener’s Granulomatosis. It’s a form of ANCA-associated vasculitis that sends your immune system to attack the small blood vessels, causing inflammation of the vessels and death of the tissues they supply. In places where there’s a lot of little bby blood vessels like your lungs and kidneys, it can very quickly cause a cascade of bullshit that leads to necrotic lesions and/or total failure of the organ. When Hannah was 13, she went into the ER with suspected pneumonia that was not pneumonia. She was initially diagnosed by infectious disease as having an atypical tuberculosis before a telltale skin rash formed and a doctor blessedly recognized what was going on. By that point her lungs and kidneys were so trashed she had to be put on ECMO (extracorporeal membrane oxygenation, a form of life support where her blood was constantly cycled out of her body, oxygenated, scrubbed of CO2, then pumped back in to her body) and hemodialysis. Just when she was starting to get better she suffered massive blood loss from a ruptured blood vessel in her liver. She very nearly died and by the time they found the bleed her blood pressure was so low that anesthesia would have killed her. She had the surgery to repair it while awake with a paralytic agent keeping her from moving and while she was quite delirious from blood loss and sedation she does remember it. That she survived at all is nothing short of a miracle. At this point in October 2020, Hannah was newly-home from the hospital after more than six months, still on the vent and trying to navigate her new life.
Hannah has what Tricia wants, a genuine rare and shiny diagnosis and a story to tell of how she would not have gotten that sick if people believed her. She started getting sick at age 6 but given that her symptoms were pretty non-specific – nosebleeds, sinus issues, nausea, etc - it was constantly getting chalked up to normal kid illness. At one point shortly before her disease went critical mass she apparently turned up to the ER vomiting blood but it was chalked up to her having a passing virus. And a few months after that she came in with her airways swollen shut. Much of Hannah’s content was kind of black humor, irreverent joking about her past situation and continued care.
For a while it seemed like Hannah was coming under the influence of these older SickTokers and perhaps pursuing treatments she did not need based on what she saw them doing and heard them say. I hesitate to chalk too much of it up to an intentional act on her part because she was very young and traumatized, with her brain hung up on the fact that no one believed her until she almost died. She became particularly close to Tricia who is almost 10 years her senior and took trips to Kansas City to visit her several times.
The good news is Hannah has basically withdrawn herself from social media over the last two years which she attributes to just being busy getting back to real life, but her parents still update a facebook page for her where they show off that she worked hard exercising to get her lungs healthy again, got off the vent, the trach is now removed, and she was able to go off her steroid dose.
You can’t imagine my disgust for these women using critically ill children to validate their own LARP.
Weepy faggot sperg over. I don’t know if this oxygen fact is interesting to anyone because I have no context for how much is normal, but here it be.
LOL another one like Natalia who managed to get a power chair but can’t use it because it doesn’t fit in their vehicle. I wonder if this has drained their family finances so much that buying an accessible van is out of the question or if they know it’s ridiculous because whether she has the power chair or manual she requires an entourage to carry all her shit.
(She claims they’re really “struggling financially” from all this but I feel like her definition of struggling and mine vary by a lot. i doubt anyone in the Melland household is going to bed hungry because they have to make the food they have last until the next paycheck hits.)
Over the years several nurses and resp therapists will ask her if the vent is for pressure support, what her settings are, etc, and she almost never answers.
Tricia sure has a suspicious lot of energy for tiktok dancing. Don’t worry she performatively shows off her exhaustion. This sure takes it all out of her, what with her respiratory failure and mitochondrial depletion. It’s not just because she’s mostly sedentary and out of shape. So uhm, why is she panting from the exertion? If the cuff is inflated then no air is getting in her lungs that way which is really weird to think about. I mean sure she can breathe faster through the vent if she needs to but that goes through her trach, not her mouth like she's doing. And if it's deflated then why would you not inflate it before doing physical activity to make sure you have enough air staying in your lungs? And I thought the problem was her muscles were too weak to breathe. I guess she could just be miming it for show but it's just got the ole' noggin joggin.
Drug dox! TPN, IV glutamine to heal her bowel, lipids for the TPN, a PCA for pain 24/7, continuous benadryl, extra fluids, the antibiotics meropenem and ciprofloxacin, and the antifungal micafungin.
I’m not sure this is how that works…
It’s a suicide cult prove me wrong. Told you she never learned that the word she wants is “underlying.” Oh also I looked into it and while it's hard to find this information because mitochondrial micro-transplantation is a treatment that's being researched for the treatment of mitochondrial diseases and most hits I got were about that, I found a few articles saying that post-transplant mortality is not significantly greater in mitochondrial disease patients who survive the initial shock of the surgery and they're on par with non-mitochondrial disease transplant patients w/r/t things like donor organ longevity and rejection rates. I don't know how true that is but it seems right. I have a, like, two semesters of undergrad understanding of biology but it makes sense the same way that CF patients who get donor lungs no longer have CF in their lungs because the CFTR genes in the donor tissue function properly.
Again people want to know how she’s talking like this, and not people who just thought a trach meant no talkie. ICU nurses, resp therapists, people who work with ventilated patients or whose children are ventilated are all curious as to how she's doing this.
No, she won’t tell people what pain meds she’s on, just generally agreeing that tolerance happens fast. Yeah no shit.
Right so, I’ve kind of said a few times that part of my interest in this subject is it is this staying alive at all costs shit is very foreign to me. Of course I can’t say what I would have done for certain because I’ve never been in such a situation but all her “how do you put a price on my life?? I know I’m speedrunning organ failure and developing new superbugs that put everyone on the entire planet at risk but it’s keeping me alive!” shit just gets my hair standing on end.
Constantly trying to explain how she can be active and dance on tiktok despite her many ailments. That’s my workout for the year folks!!!
She makes a video explaining how she can talk on the vent to her many confused followers. I like that the model she’s using to illustrate is from Passy-Muir, the company that makes the valves for speaking that she’s not using. And that she or someone else illustrated “aspiratated” material for us. It again doesn’t explain how she’s able to push the air so easily out of her lungs and over her vocal cords without having it go back to the vent, which is what the Passy-Muir valve is designed to prevent and the reason most people need them to speak on a vent.
The problem is she’s claiming her respiratory muscles are too weak to breathe on her own (thus the people guessing she’s using it for pressure support only) yet she has incredible ability to expel air out of her lungs, past the open valve in her trachea, and over her vocal cords, going for long periods of time without pausing. She feels cool that she’s always the only patient doctor and nurses treating her have ever seen that have been able to accomplish this and I’m going to guess it’s because her lungs are in much better shape than she claims and if her breathing muscles are weak it's because she's been letting a machine do that for her.
And as expected the comments are full of professionals saying that what she’s doing here is incredible, they’ve never seen anything like it, a few of their patients without speaking valves can eke out a few words but none of them sound as clear, loud, and fluid as Tricia. I will point out that Hannah, who we know actually needed her trach, did have an inline speaking valve and she still had a very distinctive speech pattern where she could speak for a while then had to pause to let the machine breathe for her, and this was when she was actively weaning off the vent and able to go a few hours without needing support. Tricia claims she made absolutely no progress weaning off her vent and is in as bad shape she was immediately after the PEs due to deterioration of the muscle. Nope, not buying it.
The first of many videos where her energetic flailing disconnects her vent on camera and she posts the video because it's LOL SO FUNNY RITE GUYS. She claims she can go exactly one minute and thirty-nine seconds without the ventilator. That is very specific. She says she just got curious so she disconnected it and used her phone timer but doesn’t specify if that is when she got uncomfortable or if she started to lose consciousness and someone had to plug her in. Either way, a minute thirty nine is above average for the amount of time an adult can safely hold their breath which is like a 75 seconds. I just timed it myself and even as someone who plays an instrument that requires a lot of breath control who is physically active and reasonably healthy, 1:39 was about the end of my comfortable tolerance.
Nurses freak out about this so, ever the attention-seeker, Tricia makes a video of herself removing and replacing the trach cannula itself. Someone reports her saying it was “grotesque and for shock value” (yes) and Tiktok takes it down. NO she was totally helping nurses relax and realize trachs aren’t that scary!
So. Many. Dances. She’s toadally exhausted after filming them guys honestly!!!
I’m not taking unintentionally bad screenshots. This is just how she looks now. The dumb backwards cap really accentuates the steroidal SPEDface. In the video she just says the machine itself has a battery and a backup battery but they also have a backup backup battery and a generator for it, and if all of that is depleted and there’s still no power she has emergency places she can go to be plugged into a generator. The movie they’re talking about is a biopic of a man named Robin Cavendish who was paralyzed by polio. In the 1960s he and his friend designed and built a mobile respirator/wheelchair combo for polio patients to allow them to get out of the house for short periods. In the movie (I’m not sure if this happened in real life) he opted to stop using the respirator and die on his own terms at the end. It’s a death cult prove me wrong.
Here she says she’s too sick to survive a transplant so she’s not a candidate. Medfags I consulted all suspected she probably isn’t a candidate for the opposite reason: if she got evaluated for a transplant they’d realize her lungs work/that she is an insane munchie who will not comply with post-transplant care. This cowboy guy in the comments has gastric lymphoma and is on last resort treatments.
LMAO NO THE FUCK YOU DON’T HAVE VASCULAR EDS. Even just ignoring how preposterously unlikely it would be for her to have all these super rare diseases that are completely unrelated to each other, vEDS patients almost always have a look: large eyes, small chin, thin nose and lips, short stature, translucent skin with visible blood vessels. Even before she became The Staypuft Steroid Girl she didn’t have any of this except slightly transparent skin that falls within the normal range for a fair-skinned Caucasian person. So what do we think, diagnosed by a quack, made it up, or variant of uncertain significance?
For a feel-good note, Tahlia did get her lung transplant a few weeks after this but it took a while to figure that out because she rarely talks about her health on social media and is more interested in theater and cheerleading. She had pulmonary hypertension and a congenital heart defect. She’s alive and doing well.
She is “critically stable” meaning she’s currently at a shaky homeostasis but anything that goes wrong has the potential to push her over the edge.
She makes a series on what she’s diagnosed with. It’s not super interesting for us who have been following her since the start. Look Tricia, you've got the bloody vomit, you've got the leaking blood vessels although I'm going to guess the fact that you've had sepsis 40 times is what fucked your blood vessels. Any day now the combo of TPN and hepatotoxic medications should make your liver explode and I'm just saying... yellow fever. it's rare! no one else has it! It's been eradicated in most of the New World! There's no real treatment for it! I'm sure you can figure out a way to make your eyes bleed! I mean yeah people might ask how you got bitten by an infected tropical mosquito in the midwestern US but you've never really adequately explained how you got any of your diagnoses so why should we change that now? Come on. Go big or go home, claim you've got the yellow jack and make my medical historian dreams come true.
TSFM is one of the genes responsible for mitochondrial protein and mutations on this gene cause Leigh Syndrome, cardiomyopathies, encephalopathies, and skeletal myopathies. This woman’s baby is dead and Tricia gets more tikytok hearts.
Have we ever seen any evidence that she had post-sepsis fatigue? Even a normal degree thereof? Also reminder that the health issues at age 7 were a cyst removal and allegedly a bad reaction to propofol.
1) No there is not a big link between EDS and mitochondrial diseases outside of the world of delusional social media munchies, 2) reminder that her geneticist was using sketchy testing from a company that no longer exists, that he had a financial stake in, that used a proprietary platform they claimed was capable of rendering results in days instead of months, who also claimed they could diagnose autism and functional diseases using similar testing.
Her tiktok is my favorite thing guys, she’s just so remarkably dumb and so are many of the people talking to her. Anesthesia woke up her mito gene and this other person got genetically diagnosed by a functional nutritionist
You have never dislocated or even claimed to have dislocated anything. Ever. In 10 years of documenting your life by the fucking second.
LMAO THIS ISN’T EVEN POSSIBLE YOU MONG. hEDS is currently a diagnosis of exclusion because the gene mutation(s) responsible isn’t known and I’ve seen discussions questioning if it’s even a variant of EDS at all or just the extreme end of the bellcurve for hypermobility, thus all these girls being salty at their “hypermobility spectrum disorder” diagnoses. If you have confirmed vEDS then it explains the hEDS symptoms, therefore you’re not diagnosed hEDS because you have not excluded other causes of those symptoms. You’ve identified them. There is one (1) case on social media I found where a girl had two forms of EDS and showed her genetics testing where it was caused by a massive multi-gene deletion affecting two of her COL genes. There’s journal articles out about this extremely rare but possible phenomenon.
Tricia continues to court shock value for the algo by placing her oxygen within sight of an open flame.
Tricia squeezes out a tear while talking about how she wishes she could tell her 7 year old self that she’s never going to get better, it’s actually going to get a lot worse and everything she loves will be wrenched away from her. Macabre, I love it. I’m trying to imagine what I would tell my past self. “I know you won’t believe me, but one day, when you drunkpost on the internet at 3 am people laugh with you.”
Oh look, an EEG! When she never mentioned or showed on during the piano seizure saga I just figured she never got one.
The only time I have ever heard of benzos causing seizures is when someone is very physically addicted and quits cold turkey (for the same reason it’s a real bad idea to quit drinking cold turkey if you’re actually badly physically addicted. Alcohol and benzos affect how your body handles the neurotransmitter GABA which is why they have sedating properties. When you suddenly stop it, your brain does not reset how it handles GABA so your brain gets hyper-excited and this can cause things like the shakes, anxiety, paranoia, insomnia, hallucinations, seizures, or death in extreme cases. Always taper, my fellow boozetards.)
Dear spencer sorry about your daughter but Tricia did this for fun.
GET IT LOL LOL LOL BECAUSE IT IS LITERALLY A BAG OF SHIT AT A TEMPERATURE ABOVE THE AMBIENT TEMPERATURE AND I AM FEMALE.
December 2020 after a long break from hospitalizations, Tricia announces she’s bringing sepsie back. She is once again colonized by C. parapsilosis. IR manages to get a temporary line in but once again warns her that she is running seriously out of access and this isn’t going to hold out much longer, and without a line she’ll die.
Fall risk. Tiktok dancing. Discuss. (as far as I'm aware anyone who says or acts like they might be a fall risk gets one of these, because the hospital does not want to take any chances and end up with a lolsuit or whatever.)
all these videos are just her sad mugging for the camera while a music loop plays with a text overlay so enjoy screenies. She feels better, hits 15k subs, dry-begs for gimmes, but whines about pain and wonders if her latest round of cultures will be clear.
Nope! Sure aren’t. They took her off daptomycin so now she’s culturing yeast AND VRE again. Now they’re going to try to use a midline and some peripherals to give her a short line holiday.
Oh right, and her soundtrack to this was a downtempo, underwater-ish sounding version of that Five Feet Apart song that Sarah Jane Adolphus used to use as her theme music. God damn now I miss Sarah Jane and her soft-stooled, non-alcoholic peach schnapps, wheelchair flipping antics. It was a simpler time.
They’re trying to place a triple lumen midline to give her a break.
It does not go as planned.
But people buy shit off her amazon list and that’s great!!
Here’s the story: they went down to IR to place the line. Instead they leave her with another PICC to get infected. Apparently this doctor did not get the memo that Tricia is completely out of sites to place a PICC and got one in. She just RUINED this potential site with her negligence!!! She’s been almost KILLED by medial errors like >100x!!!!
Ahh, remember that time I was fucking around with my central line in the hospital feeling immortal on christmas and then I got septic pulmonary emboli and ended up with a hole punched in my throat? Memories light the corners of my miiiind.
Kenny gets to visit for Christmas. I gotta say the little fucker is always thrilled to see her. He's still not a service dog but at least he's cute.
Tricia has found the way to make Christmas in the icky grown up hospital worth your while: post an amazon wishlist and watch the saps buy everything that’s on it.
Miracle, her heart is still fine and her line is uninfected this holly jolly Christmas. She’s still convinced she has sepsis and that it just hasn’t cultured yet.
She’s incorrect. Discharged New Year’s Eve and getting blood to start the new year off right!
Nope she was right, lol, it’s sepsis and she’s waiting to see if they can fix it at home.
In the meantime she’s going to explain again how she alone can speak so fluidly and clearly with the trach and no speaking valve.
They want to admit her but the hospital is clogged with those stupid covid patients so they send her home. Hopefully tomorrow they have a bed for her and she can get her line holiday.
It works out. She gets a triple lumen midline placed and gets up to her ICU room.
It’s going great!
She gets her new central line the next day and the day after is discharged again
You know, she hasn’t been complaining about her horrible anesthesia reactions in a minute. Just this flushing/rash.
What an obnoxious little snot. These people are keeping you alive when you’re charging full speed towards death for social media attention.
As soon as she’s home she has the energy to film wacky dance videos again.
LOL Tricia’s mom who spends all her time with Tricia tested positive for covid but miraculously Tricia is and remains negative.
Admitting she gets caught filming these in the hospital because all her monitors narc on her. These ICU nurses must be so amused.
Again saying she’s draining her parents’ finances.
Still courting shock value with her toys
Send me free shit!!!
(but don’t question my $7 starbies drink)
This is fun. I used to hate when they got on tiktok because i really would prefer to read captions than listen to a video any day, I can't stand that they all use the same music loops stripped of all context (justice 4 the Shangri-Las), and I hate scrolling through 600 videos of them flailing around and lipsyncing waiting for the one where they give me the tea, but it really does tend to bring out the peak attention-seeker in these girls.
Here she explains she has inline suction which is apparently very strange to be sent home with, since you can just pop the tubing off at home and suction very quickly then pop it back on.
They're easier to keep sterile. The catheters are sterilized and single use. For someone already cultivating super bugs, it gives one less line of infection.
Paradoxical reactions to benzodiazepines are a thing. Usually there’s just some agitation and restlessness but seizures are not completely unheard of (but extremely rare). And I’ll eat my Santa hat if Trisha actually had such a reaction. She probably faked one, though.
Paradoxical reactions to benzodiazepines are a thing. Usually there’s just some agitation and restlessness but seizures are not completely unheard of (but extremely rare). And I’ll eat my Santa hat if Trisha actually had such a reaction. She probably faked one, though.
I'm out of the loop as I haven't followed this thread that closely. What's the context for the seizure? Is there a video? Assuming it's not a pseudoseizure (which is most likely given this thread), a stressful event can lower the seizure threshold even if they're on a benzo.
Paradoxical reactions to benzodiazepines are a thing. Usually there’s just some agitation and restlessness but seizures are not completely unheard of (but extremely rare). And I’ll eat my Santa hat if Trisha actually had such a reaction. She probably faked one, though.
I know seizures are pretty common withdraw symptom off benzo, never heard of people having them otherwise but wouldn't surprise me, benzos are a really dangerous drug
Probably a stupid question but why in the hell do these girls want to be in the hospital? It sucks, it's noisy, you can't do anything, and it's just all around an experience most of us try to avoid. Plus the cost. I get that they want attention, but they want attention more than they want to sleep without beeping and constantly being checked on? More than they want real food? I'm just unable to wrap my head around wanting to be stuck in the hospital. (Yeah, yeah, top hats)
Probably a stupid question but why in the hell do these girls want to be in the hospital? It sucks, it's noisy, you can't do anything, and it's just all around an experience most of us try to avoid. Plus the cost. I get that they want attention, but they want attention more than they want to sleep without beeping and constantly being checked on? More than they want real food? I'm just unable to wrap my head around wanting to be stuck in the hospital. (Yeah, yeah, top hats)
That's exactly it: they want attention. And the feeling of having people wait on you, showing you care and concern, etc.
Add to this a lot of these munchies started out in highly competitive careers like dancing or gymnastics, and when they either suffer a genuine career-ending injury or find themselves outclassed and realizing they aren't that special anymore after being gassed up throughout childhood and early teenage years, something in their brains clicks and realizes they can continue to get attention for being special by being sick rather than having to actually work and be productive humans in society.
Not rocket science to come to that conclusion when you've read numerous Kate Farms Shill deep dives into these broken, insufferable, and selfish excuses for humans.
She claims she can go exactly one minute and thirty-nine seconds without the ventilator. That is very specific. She says she just got curious so she disconnected it and used her phone timer but doesn’t specify if that is when she got uncomfortable or if she started to lose consciousness and someone had to plug her in. Either way, a minute thirty nine is above average for the amount of time an adult can safely hold their breath which is like a 75 seconds. I just timed it myself and even as someone who plays an instrument that requires a lot of breath control who is physically active and reasonably healthy, 1:39 was about the end of my comfortable tolerance.
I just want to know how many other people stopped right here and promptly timed themselves holding their breath.
Her redness in the hospital-- the "MCAS" flushing-- doesn't look any different or worse than half the people with seasonal allergies who are currently suffering through spring and double-dosing Claritin while sitting on their couch and scratching like a flea-ridden dog (not me, obviously).
This is off-topic-ish: when I was very young, a relative spoke with what she called a "voice box" after some kind of cancer involving her throat (she was a smoker). The voice it produced was monotone and extremely mechanical; you couldn't understand much of what she said. I think it may have somehow involved vibration? As I remember it, she held the device to the hole in her throat to speak. I just wondered if anyone knows what kind of device I'm half-remembering.
Tricia here reawakened this memory, so I started clicking around videos of these speaking valves on YouTube, but nothing sounded like what she had. I'm sure the technology is long since surpassed.
Anyway, she also smoked through the hole in her neck and later died of another smoking-induced cancer. My memories of all of this are vague because it was a long time ago, I was very young, and she hated children and smacked all of us with her cane if we came close enough, so I avoided her at all costs. The smoking through her neck and the cane-smacking stand out more to me than the mechanical voice, because memories of childhood are weird like that.
This is off-topic-ish: when I was very young, a relative spoke with what she called a "voice box" after some kind of cancer involving her throat (she was a smoker). The voice it produced was monotone and extremely mechanical; you couldn't understand much of what she said. I think it may have somehow involved vibration? As I remember it, she held the device to the hole in her throat to speak. I just wondered if anyone knows what kind of device I'm half-remembering.
Tricia here reawakened this memory, so I started clicking around videos of these speaking valves on YouTube, but nothing sounded like what she had. I'm sure the technology is long since surpassed.
As Syo said, an electrolarynx. These are used when the layrnx is damaged or has to be removed, usually from cancer. Tricia's is intact so as long as she can get air up there she can speak clearly.
And yes, it picks up vibration rather than air flow. Technology has gotten better in recent years with translating vibration to tonal sound , often by using pressure sensitive buttons or switches controlled by the user. This is good because previously they were useless for very tonal languages like Mandarin Chinese.
Her holding her tongue a special way just reminds me of when that "no touch knock out" martial artist tried his chi blast on someone who wasnt in his cult and it didnt work. "I can knock you out with a chi blast but if you hold your tongue a certain way you can negate it"
No, I get that, what I don't get is why they want to be in the hospital and not at home. They can take their toys home, and you would think having friends and family dote on you trumps having nurses do their job. They can't fake symptoms as much while on a shit ton of monitors either. Plus the cost! This shtick only works for late teens failure to launch who are still on daddy's insurance. I just can't wrap my head around wanting to be cared for so bad you'll give up the freedom to be a midnight snacking gremlin.
