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18+ All that Jazz

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Is anyone else constantly bothered by the fact that all of a child's medical care is required to go through their parents? That they must rely on these people to decide when they do or don't need medical care?

No matter how injured. If a parent doesn't deem it necessary to see a doctor, it doesn't happen. Teachers can suggest a doctor visit, but unless it's a very acute injury (and even then), it's ultimately up to the parents.

You can be 13. Twisted, maybe broken ankle. You teacher lets you sit out in PE. She's concerned, and tells you to rest when you go home, and see a doctor. You get home, ur parents fill a bath and add some Epsom salts, and then laugh at you for using it moms old colorguard stick as a cane. Take some ibuprofen they say. It's just a little sprain, ur a kid.

You go to school the next day, go to ur office assistant time. Office calls ur mom to come get you, because you're clearly in too much pain for school. Your mom laughs when she gets you, says you just were so determined not to miss school. Scolds you for making the office ladies worry.

You never see a doctor for the injury.

Your parents come into the exam room at every visit. This does not stop with age, except for gynecologist. But your parents are on the medical release forms. They fill them out for you, with you. You do not get to take them off.

You never get to tell s doctor about the ankle. Even though it never quote healed right, and it hurts every day.

Then your 18. In college. Still on your parents insurance, and have no car. The on campus clinic only does std testing. You fall down some stairs. Same injury. You call your parents, crying from the pain. You are using a mop as a cane. They console you and say to have a bath, take some meds, and let them know how it feels in a few days. You end up borrowing your roommates rolling chair to get around for the weekend.

By Monday, you can walk again. You walk miles to class every day. You ask to see a doctor, but your parents won't drive the hour to come take you, and you don't have the insurance card. You are still at their mercy for medical care. The ankle tries to heal again. This time worse than before. The tendons click with every step.

Now you're in your twenties. Finally have your own healthcare. You see a doctor. You get to mention the ankle! They say it's been too long to really even know what was damaged. That you have arthritis now. It healed wrong but it can no longer be fixed.

I'm 32 now. My ankle tells me the weather. I wear boots to keep it stable. What could have been a funny story about a fall and a cast has become a lifetime injury. Because children do not have access to medical care without a parents approval.

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Syl, to the camera like she’s on The Office: rage bait often works on Kaladin because he was already angry before you said that
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Its crazy that "ocean planet that kills you instantly you touch the ocean" is arguably one of the safest/most pleasant planets in the cosmere

reiterating this point here

ao3 is an incredibly simple website, if you struggle so much that you deem it unusable then you may need to educate yourself of the bare basics of how the internet works

returning to the classical text:

Someone will point out the disproportionate popularity of White male characters and people will come out of the woodwork to go 'that's not racism or misogyny it's just this character is more interesting/hot/relatable' as if the very notion that White men are more interesting/hot/relatable than women or characters of colour isn't literally racism and misogyny. Thanks for proving the point!

"Disproportionate"

Wow, it's almost like the majority of fans are white people and they best relate to characters of their own race, just like you're doing.

I think there can be a lot of pressure to give the right narrative about yourself. "I was always a girl, I always knew it from the bottom of my soul," that kind of thing. I didn't. I was a little boy, I wasn't thinking about that stuff. I was thinking about Legos and making sandcastles. And sure my parents raised their eyebrows when my favorite shows as a kid were Winx Club, Totally Spies and My Life as a Teenage Robot. But that little boy didn't think watching those shows made her a girl. She didn't think struggling to fit in with other boys her age meant she was a girl. And she didn't think being jealous of girls was a strange way to feel. She just thought she was bad at being a boy. Because kids are often kinda dumb. So yeah that little boy eventually became a woman. But she didn't figure the whole gender thing out until she was 20. And until then, she spent a lot of years being a dumbass boy and then a dumbass teenage guy. That's a lot of time to do stupid shit. A lot of things to wake up cringing about. But I think that's fine, y'know. Everybody's cringing at something. What matters is figuring it out... eventually. That boy did her best, that's what counts.