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reasons to get top surgery:
boobs 😡😭😔🥲😮💨
reasons why not to get top surgery:
boobs 🤭😋😄🥰😍
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I'm going to talk about some body positivity that most people don't address
Your vagina is beautiful, no matter how the lips look, the size, the shape, the coloration, whether you shave it or don't shave it, no matter what. It is beautiful.
Your penis is beautiful, no matter how long it is, the angle it may bend, what coloration it has, shaved or unshaved, cut or uncut, no matter what. It is beautiful.
There's an absurd amount of social pressure to have "perfect" genitalia, even if most people don't talk about these things in most settings. This type of pressure can be felt, and can lead to serious body dysphoria.
Of course, bottom surgery is an option, but not everyone can afford that type of procedure, and additionally, any type of surgery can be extremely scary for most people. Nobody should be ashamed for not undergoing bottom surgery out of fear of risk.
While some of us are stuck with the bodies we have, it is important to not be ashamed of our "imperfections", and instead love what makes us so unique, and therefore, beautiful.
And yes, this includes parts of the body that most people (sex ed classrooms) refuse to talk about.
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unfortunately, most intersex people are not told outright that they are intersex, in that verbiage, even by doctors or other medical professionals. most of us have strung together that conclusion through being told our specific conditions if we're lucky, or a piece or part of it such as being told a symptom, or even being told nothing at all. many intersex people undergo surgery at very very young ages and are never informed about it ever in life, and only find out by seeing scars, or never at all.
the only reason i discovered i was intersex was because of how apparent my condition made itself to me. i started growing a full beard during puberty and had some disruptions with my menstrual cycles that were so intense and severe i was having to stay home from school. i was told by the obgyn that i "produced too many androgens, and needed to be placed on estrogen to correct it." that's all they told me. by the way, the estrogen made things far worse for me, and the only thing that actually helped was starting testosterone HRT.
being intersex is for the most part a process of piecing things together. people are very hush hush about it for the most part and don't want to draw attention to it, so you have to be your own detective. you have to be your own advocate.
#intersex#lgbtqia#menstruation mention#menstruation tw#obgyn mention#surgery mention#surgery tw#ask to tag#our writing
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After Leo took Leon to where the sink was, Don turned his attention fully to Raph and April. “Hey, Raphie. How are you feeling?” he asked, resting his hands on Raph’s knees and ignoring the way Raphael’s nose wrinkled and head pulled back at the nickname.
“Uhhh… okay,” Raph responded, nervous and semi distracted from looking around the room. Leon had said Donnie and Lil Mikey would be in the same room they were going to, so he wanted to see them for himself. They were a little distance away, but not far. Two of the beds on the opposite side of the room cradled their sleeping forms, and while they looked a little banged up their slumber still looked peaceful. Glancing down he saw that April had noticed them too, but still chose to stay by his side. Having scooted up onto the table next to Raph, April protectively wrapped her arms around his forearm to offer comfort for both of them.
“Considering your leg is broken and you look like you have a fever, that’s a really nice answer to hear,” Don chuckled, not minding April’s presence at all. “Aside from your leg hurting, can you tell me how you feel? Does anything else hurt? Are you cold? Was that a shiver?”
The questions came quickly, and Raph felt his brain break off into clouded static as they continued to be thrown at him. Watching Raph’s expression blank out, Raphael had to chuckle before resting a hand on Don’s shoulder to remind him to slow down. Thankfully Don obediently snapped his mouth shut to give Raph a chance to respond. “Yeah… a little cold. Head hurts a little too, but not bad. Mostly just my leg.”
“Okay, that’s not too bad then. It sounds like you probably have an infection, so if Leo doesn’t already have you on antibiotics we’ll add some to the saline IV once we get that started on you,” Don spoke gently, keeping his hands on Raph’s knees and rubbing slightly. “I’ll also have Raph - my brother- fetch a heated blanket for when we’re done. It shouldn’t take too long, but unfortunately it’ll still be longer than taking care of Mikey’s shoulder. About three to four hours. Are you going to be okay to lay still for that long? My brothers and father can keep you company.”
It was a little disorienting, hearing what Leon usually told him coming from someone else. And the mention of Lil Mikey having needed surgery before too was alarming. But Raph tried to keep that in the back for now. His job was to behave, and let people take care of him. He had to remind himself of that as he nodded at the question. “Yeah, I can do that…. Can April stay with me?” He didn’t want to be alone. Leon would be there, but he would be busy, and Raph wanted someone he could hug if he needed to.
“You bet I’m staying, big guy. They couldn’t force me to leave even if they wanted to,” April spoke up, her tone leaving no room for discussion.
Raphael had to snicker as one side of his suspicions for who April was were confirmed. He couldn’t figure out if she were the other dimension’s April, or Angel, her mannerisms being so fiery compared to Mom April. And being a kid herself, she obviously didn’t have kids of her own, so that was another difference from their dimension’s April. He hadn’t been expecting their version of April to be close to the same age as the brothers, but he was glad to see that she seemed just as emotionally close to them. If not more. He didn’t think Mom April had ever called them brothers. She was usually joking with Master Splinter about them being her kids.
Don could only snicker at the response too, and nod in agreement. “Sure, April can stay. And if either of your other brothers wake up and want to come over before we’re done they can stay too.”
It was calming to hear that, and Raph’s nerve stilled slightly at the reassurance.
When Don saw that Raph didn’t have additional questions, he continued to explain what would happen. “Your brother Leo will be helping fix you up, so you can ask him anything you want during the surgery. We’ll just be behind a curtain so you don’t have to see anything scary, and your whole leg below your knee will be numbed up. We’ll get your bones straightened back out, and secured in place with some titanium plates that we can remove later if you want. Then we’ll get the wound all cleaned and stitched up, and move you to the other beds to get some rest. Does that sound okay?”
It sounded simple enough, and Raph was grateful Don didn’t give him any more details than that. He didn’t need to know how they were going to set his bones back into place. Just that they were. “Yeah, I’ll be okay,” Raph nodded, trying not to be too nervous. Four hours was a long time to have someone messing with the inside of his leg, but with the others there he tried to be confident it would pass quickly.
“Great!” Don chimed, giving Raph another pat. “I’m going to follow Leo to get washed up then. We’ll be back soon. And Raph will stay here with you.” he informed, waiting for another nod from Raph and April before he headed to the sinks.
Once Don was away, April looked directly at Raphael. “What happened to my other brothers?” she demanded, keeping her voice level but firm.
Raphael had his brows raise in brief surprise, but then gave a slight grin folding his arms slightly. “...How old are you?” he asked instead, aiming to cater his answer based on how well he thought she could handle the information.
“Eighteen,” April answered quickly.
“A highschooler?” Raphael asked for clarification.
“College,” April corrected.
“Oh, congrats,” Raphael responded easily, taking a seat on the nearby stool once more and resting his hands on his knees. “They’re doing alright, just worn out. We had a little run in with a crazy scientist that roughed them up and poisoned them, but they’ve already been given the antidote several hours ago. Lil Mike also got caught in some crossfire, so Don and Leatherhead took the bullet out of his arm when we got back. And Lil Donnie is recovering from a bit of blood loss, but Lil Leo seems to think he’ll be fine after his ‘reboot nap’,” he explained, repeating the term Leon had used.
“Mikey got shot?!” Raph blurted, his level of concern immediately maxing out as he shifted anxiously. If he hadn’t already resigned himself to stay put before now he would have been on his feet and off to check on his littlest brother.
But Raphael was quick to raise his hands to reinforce keeping him where he was. “Yes, but it’s already taken care of. Other than keeping the bandages clean and letting him sleep there’s nothing more any of us can do,” he assured.
“Want me to go check on them?” April asked, a little quieter as she looked up to Raph. She personally wanted to check on them, but she also didn’t want to leave Raph alone if that ended up making him feel worse. He did ask for her to stay there earlier, but at her question he gave a worried nod. “Okay, I’ll be right back,” April assured, giving Raph’s arm a pat before wiggling off the table to head towards Lil Mikey. Leon had laid Lil Mikey on his back when he’d tucked him in, but Lil Mikey had already rolled over on his belly, face squished into the pillow he was hugging with one arm. His injured arm was limp next to him, and when April reached over to slowly rub his back a few times he drew a deep sigh of content as he smiled softly in his sleep.
Grinning slightly, April huffed a quiet laugh before she reluctantly pulled her hand away and quietly headed over to Donnie. She didn’t want to wake them, but it was hard not to touch them after everything. When she reached Donnie she noticed he seemed only slightly less peaceful than Lil Mikey, but also wasn’t a fitful rest. Resting a hand on his cheek earned a tiny noise from him as he wiggled his fingers barely far enough out of the blanket to grab onto her arm, and rolled into her hand. April chuckled again, grateful that the stress seemed to smooth a little more from Donnie’s features from the contact. She stayed where she was just a little longer so she didn’t wake him by moving too much in too short of time, but then reluctantly pulled away to be able to report back to Raph.
Clambering back up to Raph’s side, April confidently hugged his arm again. “They’re okay. But I’m sure they’ll love a snuggle buddy once you and Leo are done,” she assured once she was comfortable again. She didn’t have to say much more than that for Raph to know how his brother’s were doing. They were safe, but they probably still had some emotional distress they needed to get rid of.
They weren’t able to get any more conversation off before the other three returned, Leon and Don having sterile gowns on and gloves, and Leo keeping his distance from them. “Eyyyy Raphie, I heard Donasaurus gave you the rundown. You up for laying down and getting fixed up now? We’re ready when you are,” Leon chimed, his light steps and finger guns towards Raph betraying his bubbling excitement.
The new nickname for Don from Leon caused Raphael to snort and choke on his breath, letting out a mix between a laugh and a short series of coughs. “W-what?” he laughed, looking over to Don, who could only give a soft sigh.
“He found out I really like dinosaurs,” Don offered as an explanation, both embarrassed and mildly amused, letting Raphael suffer in his smothered laughter.
Raph gave a small chuckle at Leon’s enthusiasm, and tried to keep his anxiety from bubbling up again. “You seem excited,” he commented, trying to divert the attention away from himself.
“Course I’m excited. This has got to be the coolest thing I’ve done in my life so far. I’m sure something will top it eventually, but for now I’m going to revel in the experience,” Leon admitted lightly, coming to stand in front of Raph. “Plus I get to help my big brother feel better. How could I not be excited?”
The comment earned varying types of chuckles from the others, and Raph’s shoulders relaxed a little more once again. “Okay. Raph’s ready,” he agreed with a nod.
With some shuffling around they were able to get Raph laying on his back on the surgery table, having to adjust it to fit him better. April scooted to sit at his head, her lap acting as an extra pillow for now, until she got tired from sitting in one place and needed to move. And as the curtain was pinned up to obscure Raph’s lower half, Raphael scooted the stool over and leaned on his elbows, finally asking the question that had been in his mind for a while now. “So kid… you like wrestling?”
The way Raph’s eyes lit up at the mention of the performance sport, a deep gasp pausing his answer, caused Raphael’s mouth to spread into a huge smile. Oh yeah. Finally someone with taste. “Have you heard of Ghostbear?” Raph asked, almost in awe having someone ask him about wrestling.
“Nope. But tell me aaaaall about him,” Raphael admitted with a chuckle, making himself comfortable for the retellings Raph would get into. April could only give a grateful laugh, mildly surprised that it would be that easy to keep Raph distracted and watching him babble on with fondness. What started as enthusiastic retellings of their favorite wrestling matches ended up becoming show and tell as Raph remembered he had a few videos downloaded to his phone. They couldn’t look up anything he didn’t have, but it was still enough to get Raphael cheering along with him, wincing at some of the moves, and laughing at the hype. The videos from Raph just motivated them looking up more videos online, which made the hours pass easily. Eventually April had to wiggle out from under the pillow, but she still remained next to Raph as he and Raphael continued to gush about their favorite sport.
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Still on vacation, but I wiggled another one out amidst working on OC stuff =7= Enjoy~
#my art#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise + 2003 crossover#cross dimension kidnapping#april#raph#writing#long post#surgery mention
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"...Please tell me it's not the same as the nose jar."
"No no, different jar. She's got all sorts."
"Oh thank god."
"Why?"
From this post by @piratecaptainscaptainpirates
#ofmd#ed teach#stede bonnet#animated gif#in the loosest sense of being an animated gif#surgery mention
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I’m having my gallbladder surgery tomorrow morning! I’m a bit nervous ; u; But hopefully it all goes well! Art will probably be slow until I recover, so I’m sorry in advance!
I hope you all have a great week! 💖
#I just feel bad when I don’t post art for a bit so that’s why I’m mentioning it haha 😅💖#who knows maybe it won’t be too bad!#text post#not pink#Chelly rambles#tw surgery#surgery mention
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Hi friends! I missed itch.io Creator's Day sale due to me getting appendicitis (yay). So, to make up for it, I'm listing both of my solo games for 50% from now until December 10th - pick them both up for $5!
Not only are you getting my games for cheap, but you'll also be providing me with crucial post-surgery validation (and maybe even helping me out with these fun pre-holiday hospital bills?).
https://itch.io/s/111074/post-black-friday-post-appendectomy-sale
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everyone pray for my iPad hes in surgery
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this one might get long and sappy, but when I first joined this fandom I was 16 and had just freshly been disowned by my family for being trans, living at what felt like the lowest point of my life. I found a home in dp, in how all the art and stories of him being trans both with and without his family’s support.
today I am 22. I came back to the fandom after being gone for a while, now with a home and a family and a life. I just woke up from top surgery, and on the way to the hospital I kept smiling, kept thinking of young me being so sure it would never happen. but it did! and I keep thinking of Danny, of all the characters, and this amazing fandom who’s helped me get to where I am today. the happiest person I’ve ever been since all the hell I went through before joining this fandom.
so I guess I wanted to say thank you all for creating a place for me to just be me. thank you for all the art, fanfics, theories, memes, and all types of posts who made me smile. I owe every single one of you the world for how much you made me smile and brought me the energy to keep going🫶
(sorry I’m sappy I’m a little all over the place from the meds)
#danny phantom#surgery mention#top surgery#being trans is the furthest from fun to me#but oh my god did you all make it better#sorry for the yapping#but I am still high on meds and sappy with nowhere to go with it#GOD I can’t wait for this to heal
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adam’s that tiktok anaesthesiologist but instead of giving reassuring advice and saying how going under works, he says shit like “oh you threw up when you came out of surgery? grow a pair and maybe you won’t next time bitch”
#he infact throws up every time he goes under#he’s not allowed to assist on oncology surgeries after a lawrence related incident#adam stanheight#surgery mention#adam faulkner stanheight#dr lawrence gordon#larry gordon#chainshipping#saw#saw 2004#saw hc
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fun fact: our (now ex)mom had to have a mastectomy. so she now wears a prosthetic tit and feels self-conscious about it and, i quote, "less of a woman".
she doesn't believe in gender dysphoria.
SHE EXPERIENCES GENDER DYSPHORIA
HELP
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It is totally fine to want surgery to give yourself alternate sex characteristics. It's okay to want surgery to have atypical genitals. That's fine. But we cannot "want to be intersex" or to wish for a body that "looks intersex". Intersex includes a number of chromosomal conditions that don't always look like a combination of primary and secondary sex characteristics. In fact, you can't always tell by looking that someone is intersex and a lot of intersex conditions can't simply be obtained through physical transitioning. It's not possible.
We need to be better allies to intersex people and listen to them when they say that you can't just change your body to be intersex, because it's something you are born with and not something you can just choose to be. Let's have some better compassion and understanding for intersex people.
- Your Bigender Big Brother 💙💚
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also, while 50k lobotomy patients is a lot, it’s less than 0.03% of the combined population of the us and canada in 1952
I think it's a tricky thing to talk about.
Because women were disproportionately targeted for lobotomies- women, children, and disabled people. My own mother narrowly avoided being lobotomized for her epilepsy in the late '50s, because my grandparents' friends advised them to avoid taking her to a fashionable neurosurgeon who'd set up practice in their city.
(Upon researching a bit, I think there's a chance it may have been the doctor who destroyed Rosemary Kennedy's brain. Chilling either way, since Mom went on to patent inventions, help dozens of disabled kids as a special ed teacher, sustain a 40+ year marriage and counting, have three children of her own, travel the world, act, write, create, dream, adventure...and all of that could have been thwarted by some butcher when she was 6 years old. For many of those 50K people, it was. And that's not nothing.)
But. It's a fallacy to say "all housewives in the 1950s were lobotomized or drugged to keep them complacent, and none were content with their lives otherwise." And a dangerous one, I think. Because it can lead to people thinking that if an oppressed person IS happy, well, they must not be oppressed!
Also, on a micro level, I feel like we owe these people the reality of their lives. We owe the women of the 1950s, each individual one, an accurate representation of her experience when we talk about it. I know some of them found happiness. I'm glad they did. Life was hard enough for women as a group- I don't want to erase what joy they did manage to wring out of their circumstances.
#history#ask#anon#1950s#surgery mention#lobotomy mention#misogyny#sexism#women's history#Is my mother also sometimes...what's the term...emotionally abusive? yes#but on the balance I'm glad she wasn't rendered barely cognizant as a child
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I don’t usually post prayer requests but if y’all could pray for my friend T; their grandma has to get emergency surgery soon and it’s unclear if she’ll survive. For her health and recovery, and for T and their family during this time, prayers would really be appreciated.
#prayer request#blue chatter#surgery mention#death mention#medical emergency#ask to tag#<- lmk if you need this tagged a different way for trigger reasons
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“before i yeet my teet i wanted to figure out all the things i can fit under my boobs”
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this is one of those scammy “do X action receive X token” mobile game things but also. why is there this vast of a difference. i honestly think that if I get laser eye surgery I deserve more tokens than the guy getting free radio
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