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The Colonel’s tent was leaking again. Ordinarily such a mistake would’ve earned his adjutant an hour-long dressing down and possibly, if the Colonel was feeling particularly enthusiastic, a sharp backhanded slap across the face. After all, a leaky tent could hardly be said to be hermetically sealed, now could it? But this affront to his sensibilities paled in comparison to the utter travesty and exemplar of sheer incompetence that now sat before his desk, a sagging wreck of a man in the tattered uniform of a Fleet officer. Colonel Moch Leelan curled his lip at it and barked:
“Once more, if you please. And I don’t want this on record,” he added, darting a look at the clerk poised to take dictation in the corner of the room, “Not a word of this gets out. There’s been enough of a snafu already, and the brass won’t stop shitting down my neck about Mound 13 and the loss of Prota’s pestilential pet project. Did you hear me, man? I said start from the beginning!”
Outside the monsoon was intensifying into one of those proverbial downpours which prompted doddering old men to remark that it was ‘raining cats and dogs’, though what either a cat or a dog were, none could now say. A trickle of it seeped in like a string of winking glass beads, catching the orange glow of the gas lamp and turning into sparks of amber, into seeds of flame. They dripped on the bald man seated on the low footstool, and he raised his head to meet the scornful gaze of the Colonel, grey eyes unabashed and unafraid. He spoke then, in a hoarse voice that matched his pallid flesh and buzzard nose:
“It was the third day of reconnaissance. We were forced to abandon our pack-beasts in the mire. My assistant and I—”
“Name, rank and serial number!” Colonel Leelan interrupted, for the sole purpose of seeing the coward blink and quaver like the worm he was. But in that he was to be disappointed, for the man continued in the same flat tone:
“Sollem Deschane, Lord Navigator, 3^rd Pathfinder Regiment, serial number 18911944. We received orders from the Admiralty and Fleet Command to reconnoiter the area around the enemy concentration designated as Mound Euler. I was to lead a platoon of twenty handpicked volunteers across the river Foss at its lowest point, then scale the outlying cliffs to get better readings as we mapped out the approaches to Mound Euler. It was the third day of reconnaissance. We were forced to abandon our myropods in the mud and carry our own gear. My assistant navigator Rene Louvoture and I noticed a discrepancy with our visually confirmed data and the aerial sketches of the Aeronautical Division. We quickly worked out that the enemy concentration far exceeded initial estimates by an order of magnitude. Mound Euler is an omega-class colony the likes of which the Fleet has faced only once in its entire existence, during the Scouring of Assail. It is my belief that—”
“Leave your hysterics for later and get on to meat of things,” Leelan snapped. Deschane straightened a bit in his seat and scowled as his layers of bandages shifted. The man was practically mummified by the sheer extent of his wounds that it was a wonder he had managed to limp into the tent in the first place. But the navigator had made a point of refusing to be debriefed in his sick bed and had insisted that he be given no further pain killers. This was to prove that his report was not at all influenced by the effects of opiates, as well as to underline the supposed importance of his eyewitness account as the sole survivor of the siege of Mound 13.
But Colonel Leelan was no fool. He knew the tactic for what it was: a bit of playacting by a soon-to-be-disgraced officer, a desperate attempt to pass himself off as a tragic hero rather than the author of the most monumental military cock-up of the decade.
You may very well get that wish, Deschane, Leelan smirked inwardly. If you play your cards right. You’ll find that I can put on a pantomime as well as the next man.
Deschane regarded him cooly, replying:
“You asked for my report, sir. I am stating the facts as I understand them.”
“Understand?” Leelan guffawed, “There’s precious little to understand about this debacle! Explain to me how a routine scouting mission winds up in the loss of 5,000 men, a Rear-Admiral and an entire frontline outpost! Explain to me how you not only got every last one of your own men slaughtered, but still managed to save your own sorry arse!”
Now that had an effect on the navigator’s bearing. He dropped the holier-than-thou attitude and even pretended to dab at some moisture in corners of his eye. For a moment his mask of iron cracked and he looked tired enough to sleep for a thousand years, never to waken. Then he seemed to recall that his career was at stake and had the temerity to argue with the Colonel:
“We were given faulty intelligence. I made mistakes, I’ll admit that here and now. We should never have continued after our pack animals were trapped in the mire. The gear slowed us down in enemy territory. I can’t wash my hands of the loss of my platoon. They were the best and bravest men I ever fought with, and I will carry the shame of losing them to my grave. The fact that I am still alive when none of them are breathing is an accident that was not of my choosing. As for Mound 13, it was only a matter of time before they were discovered and dealt with. They were only two day’s travel from Mound Euler. In fact, it was miracle they managed to exist for so long undetected.”
Magnificent deflection. Colonel Leelan had to admire the snake and his flawless attempt to pass the blame onto the shoulders of the dead Rear-Admiral Prota.
Yes, I think we can make an arrangement here, the Colonel thought wryly. He waved Deschane’s prattling aside and said:
“This omega-class colony of yours. A mound so large that is beggars belief, you say? Curious, then, that such an object should have escaped your keen senses for three whole days!”
“Visibility in that terrain and climate is poor. But yes, it was another one of my errors.”
“I’m so glad that you agree,” Leelan purred, his words dripping with condescension. He reached into the drawer of his desk and took out a bottle of fermented honeydew. Uncorking it with a loud pop, he poured out two glasses and lifted one to his lips, saying:
“On a related note, it’s funny how the fog of war can obscure so many important details. Even the best commanders can lose their bearings, lose sight of the greater picture, fixate on the wrong things. Take our dearly departed Rear-Admiral Prota, for example (may she rest in the Flight Eternal). Not to speak ill of the dead, but she was assigned an entire sector for her research into enemy behavior. And what does she do with it? Cultural studies! Anthropology! As if the Amits have a culture worth sneezing at! They’ve been working with flint and wood since this primeval war of ours began, and they’ve never taken the hint. Meanwhile, we’ve finally gained the advantage of powder and artillery and mass-produceable gas masks.”
“One big push! That’s all it would take to clear the northern highlands. We have the men, the will and the technology to do it! The last thing we need is some starry-eyed academic telling us that the Amits have somehow found religion. I mean, really!” Colonel Leelan warmed to his subject, “Five thousand soldiers dedicated to safeguarding some blessed cave paintings, right on the frontlines, too! What a waste. Like you said: if you hadn’t led the Amits directly to them, someone else would have down the line.”
“We took steps to ensure they wouldn’t follow us. We tried, but they found the fear-death pheromones—”
“Steps?” Leelan pressed him mercilessly, “What steps, exactly?”
Deschane looked away and said nothing. Leelan sniffed, continuing:
“I thought so. As I was saying, Prota’s project was doomed from the start. It was an ill-conceived, harebrained mission, and now the Admiralty will have to explain to Fleet Command and the general public how it lost an entire regiment in the name of some woman’s flight of fancy. But there is a silver lining to all this. Seeing as how we recaptured what was left of Mound 13 within mere hours of it falling, we think there’s a way to salvage the situation after all. You can be part of that, Deschane. Every victory may have its price, but it must also have its heroes.”
Leelan sipped his honeydew, waiting for the offer he’d made to sink in. Deschane smiled, a humorless crack in his granite features.
“You’re going to make me a hero?” he asked. Leelan nudged the other glass towards him, shrugging:
“And why not? Someone has to wear the medals. ‘Lone Survivor of Desperate Last Stand’,” Leelan exclaimed, dramatically forecasting the future headlines, “He tried to warn them, but did they listen? You get the rest, I imagine. We’ll have to improve some of the details, of course. Like how it was the 3^rd Pathfinder Regiment which held back the flood of Amits in the final hour and ignited the fortress’ ammo depot—”
“We never did that,” Deschane objected, rudely cutting off Leelan’s train of thought, “It was the Divine Engine. I saw it with my own eyes. It broke out of Mound 13 and slaughtered the enemy.”
Leelan sighed.
“Not this again. Deschane, I’d appreciate it if you’d save your hallucinations for the regimental shrink. Think, man! The honor of our unit is at stake here. You have a chance to redeem the men of your platoon, even if you can never truly redeem yourself.”
“I saw it,” Deschane growled, and for a moment Leelan almost reached for his ceremonial saber hanging by its belt on his coatrack, “Sir, it left footprints the size of—”
“For heaven’s sake, you witless worm, the earthquake was felt all the way in the Southern Delta! Not very big one, but certainly enough to account for the avalanches and landslides that took place around Mound 13, not to mention the sinkhole we found you snoring in! It’s certainly not the first time an uncontrolled detonation triggered a seismic event. Deschane, I’ll only say this once: either you get your story straight or by thunder, I’ll bury you so deep in shit you’ll start to think you’re made of it! And you are! If you breathe a word of this delirious vision of yours to the press, you’ll not only receive no medals, but I’ll have you court-martialed faster than you can say ‘diddly-squat’. Which is precisely what you’ll be left with unless you jump like a good boy and ask how high. No honor, no rank, no reputation, no pension. Nothing! Do you understand?”
Colonel Leelan wrathfully thrust the glass at Deschane, spilling most of it in the process.
“Well, do you?”


Deschane hobbled out of the tent, escorted by a pair of grenadiers in fluffy white shakos. They sealed the adhesive lining of the tent airlock after him and the Navigator went on his way, the taste of honeydew lingering on his tongue like a bitter poison. He lifted his mask and hawked up a gob of spit that eloquently described his opinion of the colonel, wiping his scowling mouth with the back of his hand.
Ven was waiting for him with the crutches, a young and rather portly corporal with apple cheeks and a worried, pouting mouth. She helped Deschane as he made the slow and painful walk across the encampment to his field tent, the lord navigator deep in thought. Along the way they cut across the central avenue of the camp where a seemingly endless artillery train was lumbering its way up from the south and curving around the broad talus skirts of Gorgo Plateau, teams of scuttling myropods hitched to six or twelve-pounder guns, their hundreds of tiny legs threshing the soil into a quagmire. Behind them, plodding dejectedly into the rapidly liquefying mud, were ranks upon rank of fresh colonial levees, their brand-new sealant suits creaking loudly at the joints as they made what for most of them would be their first expedition into the surface world.
And what a foray it would prove to be. Almost two hundred thousand men amd women were mustered here at the edge of civilization, poised on the cusp of what was to be the largest surface offensive in recorded history. The Fleet had arrived in the Northern Hinterlands, and it had come to conquer.
"Gangway!" the levees hollered at Ven as she tried to cut a path for Deschane through the line, "Can't you see we's marching 'ere, ya stoopid bint?"
"He's an officer, ain't he?" she screamed back, pointing at the navigator.
Upon noticing the faded chevrons on Deschane's shoulders some of them clumsily snapped to attention, stopping in their tracks. Their comrades behind them, oblivious to this turn of events, bowled right into them, causing a minor stampede. Men and women cursed as they dropped their pristine muskets, never fired in the heat of battle, into the churning soup at their feet, or themselves went sprawling on their hands and knees. Baton-wielding sergeants descended on the mess, screaming for them to get back up, generously assisting them with a boot to the rump or a smack on the side of the head. Deschane looked back at the display for a long moment, as if considering something. Abruptly he grunted at Ven and they continued on their way to the outskirts where the Pathfinders were billeted.
She waited until they were inside the tent and Deschane was back in his sick bed, the navigator turning his back to her in stony silence. Cautiously, she ventured:
“What now, sir?”
“Draw up a list of volunteers,” he rasped, “But do it on the sly. We’re going back out there."
"Very good, sir," Ven squeaked, and went scurrying out of the navigator's chambers, sealing the tent flap softly behind her. She knew that tone and what it signified: the lord navigator had made up his mind, and heaven help whoever would stand in his way.

Let me just start by saying that I am trying to remain as *positive* as possible. Anyway, I just called my obgyn back after a couple of missed calls, and 1.) my current dr is moving and will no longer be treating me (ouch, I loved her) and 2.) I will have to reschedule my lap consult and get *another* ultrasound prior. This is after me originally scheduling this appointment in the beginning of FEBRUARY. For an appt. in JUNE.
I understand that I am not their only patient, and there's probably someone else on the list who's more desperate than me. Totally understandable, and even though I was in pain, I was willing to wait. My symptoms progressed more over that time, and now I've gone from pain some of the time with no additional issues, to pain pretty much constantly and it's impacting my bowels/urination, sex life with my husband, and my job. So I am honestly not great, but still trying to be understanding and cooperative.
I've just been told that this gyno surgeon prefers imaging to look at (side note: I just had an ultrasound last month, with no changes), and will probably have me do another ultrasound on June 12th and then have a consult in July. I just... I don't think I can do it. I understand that pretty much everywhere has a waiting list, but I think I'm done. And who knows if something else will come up in my next 2 month wait where I'll have to reschedule again.
Mentally, I'm not in a good place. I've exhausted my PTO trying to take it easy on my body when I'm in too much pain, and since I don't have an official diagnosis, I'm not even eligible for unpaid leave either. I'm anxious about everything that seems to be going wrong, and I'm so depressed at my life essentially being turned upside down. I just don't even know how to handle this anymore. Is this normal? Does everyone get pushed back over and over? How the hell does anyone keep going??? I just don't know how to continue when it feels like everything moves in slow motion, and no one seems to be in a hurry to actually help me figure this out.

We have seen the pitch here at guwahati and now we know it a little better . And given our form we desperately need a win here so that we can get an extra match .
Toss - bowling first
1.Rovman Powell 2.Y jaiswal 3.Samson 4.Parag 5.Tkc 6.Ashwin 7.Boult 8.Burger 9.Kuldeep Sen/ Avesh khan 10.Sandeep 11.Chahal
Impact SUB - Shubham dubey in place of kuldeep sen.
With Powell going guns in powerplay , jaiswal can take his time . Sanju and parag will be Anchors in the chase . Powell , tkc are for maintaining the run rate and pacing the chase . Shubham dubey and ashwin to be used up the order if top order collapse takes place.
Yes Powell is weak against spin when he goes for defending it , in powerplay he has the ability to hit it out of the circle or he can just rotate the strike to jaiswal .
And I do not agree that rajasthan played with lack of intent , jaiswal always plays in order to score quick runs , never saw him making 18 of 22 balls . Tkc played some good shots , and the shot he was caught on was also an attempted six . Samson got caught when he was trying to steal a four . Jurel got out when he tried smashing the very first ball . Powell's dismissal was an unfortunate one . Donovan also got out very close at the boundary , one inch there and it would have been a six . I know there are negatives and we have choked in past but let's not call ourself that and we should look upon that even after loosing 4 matches straight we are one of the top 2 contenders for spot 2 that shows how brilliant this time had been in this season .
Kudos to this team for being the 2nd qualifying team this season . Let's hope this team pulls it all together and one MOTM performance from Powell/ jaiswal / parag and we are there in top 2 .
A team winning 8 matches out of 9 will be showered with praises even from haters , this is the point where the real old fans will be support this team .
Let's wait for the og encounter !

This is how I PERSONALLY cracked the code to CARS without having to drill an ungodly amount of passages. For the longest time I was horribly inconsistent even though I felt like I understood the passage and was managing time well. A lot of it feels obvious but helped me so much when I actually applied it.
1) HIGHLIGHTING the PASSAGE. Get comfy with that Alt+H function, and highlight as you go. It promotes careful but efficient reading that STOPS YOU FROM WASTING TIME REREADING. I would try to highlight at least one important piece of info per paragraph, whether it be a sentence that best summarizes the author’s purpose for writing the paragraph, or any proper nouns or quotes. It made it much easier to refer back when answering questions.
2) HIGHLIGHTING the QUESTIONS. I know what you’re thinking, she’s doing too much. But so many times I was skimming through questions that looked easy because I was just not reading carefully enough. Even if you don’t highlight anything but a period, read CAREFULLY with intention.
3) ACTUALLY ELIMINATE ANSWERS. This changed the game. Sometimes when the best answer isn’t obvious, actually going through every answer and striking out (Alt+S or whatever) the ones you KNOW are wrong is so helpful. A lot of the time there will be direct evidence in the passage clearly showing why an answer is contradictory or does not apply to the question. It also helps just remove excess visual noise and focus on the details you need to find. Stopped me from quickly selecting an answer that was “right” but not the BEST.
4) LOOK AT PASSAGE PUBLICATION DETAILS!!!!!! If you scroll to the bottom of any CARS passage, including on the exam, you can see the title of where the passage was taken from, what journal it was published in if that’s the case, and the year it was published. Helps soooo much for all the “For which area of study would this passage be most useful…” or “where would you expect to find this passage…”. Obviously sometimes the excerpt we’re reading is not representative of the entire work, but it is still so useful for providing that outside context. Literally on my exam I was asked “Would you expect to find this passage in a journal dedicated to the study of…” and when I checked, the journal type it was published in was an answer choice.

Red Seas Under Red Skies by Scott Lynch, Reminiscence: By Their Own Rope to Chapter 7
Welcome back to Tal Verrar, where the artifice is real and the pirates are fake. Let's see if we know the Gentlemen Bastards’ business this week.
Summary
Six months since the last Reminiscence, Locke has locked up the mysterious chairs and is with Jean in Vo Samara. Jean brought rope which was secured around a thick tree trunk. They're practicing getting to the vault. They used harnesses and a safety line to rappel down the cliff.
Someone calls down to them from the top. He'd steal their coats and chop the ropes. He was a highwayman always on the lookout for people to rob. He called them heretics and cut one of Locke’s lines. Jean tried to throw a knife at him, but only the hilt hit. Then the thief fell off the cliff onto Locke’s harness. Jean grabbed the bandit by the hair, and Locke held a knife to his throat.
His name was Trav, and he was unemployed. Jean made it up first and hauled them up. Locke berates the incompetent thief. He left a purse of silver for him. He could be helpful to them later if he remembered their kindness. It had been eighteen months since anyone tried to kill them.
In the present day, they eat breakfast at The Gilded Cloister. They discuss the attack last night and who might want them dead. Merrain is dressed as a waitress and hands them a bill and a note to meet where they first met. They are on their guard all the way there. They enter an abandoned shop where four men in gray cloaks and hats wait for them. The four men are decoys. Jean and Locke don their own cloaks and hats and get in a carriage.
Merrain is already in their carriage. They will head to the docks. They hoist themselves into a boat filled with rowers. Merrain is the coxswain. They enter the Sword Marina and the stone walls of the bay. A man meets them there and says it's a fool's mission. He's Caldris the ship's master. He leads them to a dinghy in a “pissing-pond” for practice. Stragos had tricked him with poisoned wine, too, so he “volunteered” his services.
Every ship must have a woman officer and a cat for luck. They have a kitten but don't need the woman yet. Caldris cut their palms with a knife and put a slice of bread over it as part of a ritual to the deity Iono Stormbringer. They practice rowing for hours. He bet them that they would capsize, and he won.
Locke is exhausted, but he has to see Requin and give him the chairs and tell him of the voyage. Merrain almost didn't let him go. After two hours, he and the chairs go to see Requin. He waits at the service entrance and pays a servant to get him Selendri. She used to be an Eye of the Archon before her injury.
Requin loves the chairs. Locke says he won them in a card game. He tells Requin that he'll be away for a while to find a lockpicker named “Calo Callas.” Requin makes him promise to tell him of any more plans right away.
They learn how to use a Verrari/Camorri quadrant (sextant) among other navigational instruments, books, and charts. Stragos and Merrain pay a visit to fit his uniform. He must look the part of a Captain at least for a day.
The ship The Red Messenger is in the harbor one day. It was seized from a man who tried to smuggle in stiletto wasps. The enormity of his task hit Locke as he boarded for the first time. Two weeks of training had prepared him to climb the ropes to the mast and sails. Caldris was feeling his age as they climbed down. Luckily the captain and the master stay on deck.
Jean found Locke in a sailor’s bar trying to get drunk and forget anything nautical for a night. (Wrong place for it.) Six watchmen entered and caused tension. The bar patrons were hostile, so one of the watchmen left some money for a round on him and all left. Locke and Jean give their free dark ale to a dockworker woman. The woman was choking and gagging. One the bar workers had put some poison (and not salt) in the drinks!
A ship leech used Locke’s stiletto to perform a tracheotomy on her so she could breathe. It was too late, though. The barkeeper accused the doctor of killing her. The other sailors demand he apologize. Then he drank some ale to prove it wasn't deadly. Jean asked where the second assistant was. Authorities would be called, so Jean and Locke made their exit. The free ale was a cover, and the watchmen were used by someone trying to kill them. The Priori did it.
Jean catches a man in the alleyway. He's an Eye, but who can be sure anymore? They want him to send a message to Merrain that they need a place to stay and protection.
They check out of the inn, and Locke sends a note to Requin. Caldris is even harder on them in his training. All three devise hand signals for when they can't speak among the crew. Caldris and Merrain are impressed by Locke's acting prowess.
Later on, Locke and Jean knock out a guard with a hood full of a sedative. A tower is their destination. Stragos had brought one of his own ships for them to do a demonstration. They sail to Windward Rock where a prison tower stands. That's where Stragos locked up the other Captain for stealing and treachery. He says that this Captain is Locke.
In the tower, Locke hands his papers to a woman who shows them to the lieutenant behind a desk. His pseudonym is Orrin Ravelle. He and Jean are there to see the prisoners. They both attack the guards. A poison called witfrost will put them asleep for the night.
Stragos tells Locke about Highpoint Citadel Gaol and Windward Rock. He has arranged for Ravelle to have a paper trail. He will find his crew in Windward Rock. The prisoners were in one large cell. Locke tells them that he chose them to be his crew. (Stragos chose 44 and made their lives miserable so they would want to leave and be on his crew. Four were women and got too sick, or so he said.)
Locke promises them equal shares of any plunder and freedom from the hell cell. They clamber to join.
Caldris had a bad feeling about the voyage if there won't be any women on board and no basket of cats.
Prisoner Jabril is made acting mate. Two younger prisoners row a boat out to a bigger boat. They all board and sail to the Red Messenger.
Merrain had hidden nearby, and after they all left, she snuck into the tower and killed the guards except the two on the top floor.
Locke pretends to knock out the guard on the ship. Duties are assigned. The guard is placed in the smaller boat. Some of the men were on the ship before and were assigned topmen. So starts their voyage. Locke was having fun playing the part of rogue Captain.
They sight sails on day three, but it's too early to be pillaging. Locke orders them to practice archery. Caldris estimates that they'll make it to the Ghostwinds in two weeks.
The crew drank and partied, playing knife throwing games. Locke saw bioluminescent ghostly things called flit-wraiths. Caldris had seen unbelievable things out on the sea. Two of the islands’ populations were destroyed: one by fire during a war and one by some kind of monster from the jungle.
The crew notices there are no cats. Locke had forgotten them on shore. (Uh-oh!) He tells them they're shy and hiding. Caldris is tired and gets little sleep. He is pissed off that there's no cats. The crew will mutiny if they find out. They'll have to fight another ship just for the cats. (They better hope it rains cats and dogs.)
A storm is brewing. The crew ready the ship and its supplies. Locke and Jean spend rare time alone in the stern cabin. Caldris feebly knocks at the door, and has a heart attack. He dies just as the storm hits. (Double uh-oh!)
Extras
Marginalia
Parts of a ship
Ship's cats
Ship's cats in hammocks
St Corella’s fire is actually St Elmo's Fire.
Larboard used to mean left.
Navigate back here May 23 for Part 2, Chapters 8-11. Questions are in the comments.

I have spent all day running all over god's green earth trying to get anything done for my OCONUS PCS and every single step of the way Im running into roadblocks or just silly/ stupid hangups.
Squadron doesn't have enough computers so I wait for one. 2/3rds of the printers are broken/dont have ink, the one working printer doesn't have paper, nobody knows where the paper can be found. The attachments from flank speed refuses to download. After a chain of about 6 emails over the span of 6 days the on base Passport office decided its now time to inform me that they only take appointments before noon and they are fully booked for the next 3 months. When I go to the office in person and ask about other office locations they give me a phone number. That phone number puts me on hold for 20 minutes then they hang up immediately after answering. You call back and after another 20 minutes they tell you to contact the nearest Passport office. I tell them that they referred me to you. So they eventually give me 3 phone numbers. 2 of the 3 are to offices that have nothing to do with passports and the 3rd is disconnected. So I try Google, I find a bunch of .gov websites with phone numbers. Probably called 7 at this point and not a single one was correct or connected. You give up on passports and decide to turn in your medical packet for the OSS. They then inform you that a dentist needs to sign the dental portion, having a rando in dental is not sufficient. So I go back to dental and they tell me that the dentist needs to see me again before it can be signed even though its already signed by someone else, and they saw me less than 3 months ago. oh and they lost my dental records. Of course they have 0 availability between now and when I checkout. So i go to medical to see if I can get a waiver. They don't know but as they were looking they found out that I need another vaccine and that Ive been expired since January. My last physical was in February but whatever, so i drive to the clinic to get that done but the civilian that works the desk cant be found. He is eventually found but its after 1300 so ill have to come back another day. Admin might be able to help, I meet with them, they tell me that I need to contact the on base hotel that is nearest my training location to get a CNA. I call the only hotel on base, they are privately owned, cant give a CNA. I tell admin, they are at a loss, no idea how to proceed. Maybe ill check in with my liaison officer near the training location. Her office phone rings indefinitely, her cell number rings once then goes to voicemail. She still hasn't replied to my email either. Admin also said that I need to secure my own rental car via SATO. On hold again for course, they eventually answer and tell me that my admin hasn't created a reservation for the trip yet so she is not able to reserve my rental car. I return my wife's call; she tell me that the location we are going to requires my dog to be neutered. The vet on base cant neuter dogs so she spent all day trying to find a vet that can in time for our PCS. She found one, and its going to cost $1,200; probably about $2,000 after all the prelim app[ointments and such.
The issues im running into for my housing at the next location are genuinely unbelievable. I would share them as well but im pretty confident that everyone would think im lying. This is all just PCS related, I could write even more about my time working with other branches and doing other missions. Sometimes I feel like im living an episode of Seinfeld or something....
I could keep going but wont. In all honesty im proud of what I do and truly believe the US Navy is probably the most important military force in the world.... But boy is it hard sometimes. lol. The longer im in, the more I understand where the retention problem comes from. Was it always like this?

This is going to be a long post, so please bear with me. For starters, this is my second time applying to PA school--I was at a disadvantage last cycle, as I applied late July, almost early August. I was working towards my masters degree during that time, and had a bunch of in-progress courses that I need to retake. I wasn't the best student my sophomore year of college, and Organic Chemistry I was the death of me, had to retake it and passed on my third try. I have shadowed a surgical PA for a few months, but because of the pandemic, the hospital was not allowing any students to shadow anymore. I like the idea of PA's bridging the gaps in healthcare, as with everyone. Although lateral mobility and good work-life balance are enticing factors in being a PA, I don't see that as being true. It really is specialty-dependent, an ideally, I think is best to stick with one speciality and perfect your craft. I don't mind the level of autonomy that comes with being a PA, I feel that everybody can be a leader within their own scope of practice.
However, amidst this journey of applying to PA school, during college, and even high school, medical school and being a physician has been nagging in the back of my mind. I come from two loving parents who never pressured me to pursue a career in medicine, but something that will make me satisfied and have a good life. Being a physician means having the breadth of knowledge, thoroughly understanding the mechanism of actions in medication and diseases. Its better to know and comprehend the whole story and the why, instead of just knowing surface level information. I'd like to think being a research assistant is helping me in solidifying my decision to be a physician--I understand that its two completely different things, but I enjoy showing medical students and other graduate students how to dissect a mouse, I love teaching them the anatomy of the mouse, and what each part is special in, and how it pertains to the research that I do. I love being the leader, and I appreciate when my colleagues come to me for questions and ask for my perspective in different things. I enjoy being a leader, yet I enjoy working in a team. For reference, here are my stats, they are not the greatest, but I'd like to think my experiences showcases that:
-graduated college with a 2.943 gpa, had to retake most of my sophomore year's worth of classes, failed organic chemistry I and passed on my third try. with all retakes and masters, raised to 3.02. despite failing most of soph year, i made deans list numerous times.
-got my masters in biomedical sciences, got a 3.4 gpa
-last 60 credits, 3.66, last 45, 3.61
-1955 hours as a night shift float pct, certified in phlebotomy, ekg, and as a pct.
-1392 hours in biochem research, vitamin D regulation focused. abstract sent out, will be presenting in symposium in fall
-new job as mental health specialist on back up call center, about 60 hours since i just started position
-990 hours in social and affective neuroscience research, presented thesis to psych department
-volunteering: sunday school teacher for 2nd graders, habitat for humanity, health screener in grad school, volunteer in hospital in high risk pregnancy and geriatric wings, summer camp counselor in church, food bank.
-teaching experience: learning assistant for psych stats course, helped teach 37 juniors and seniors as a junior, about 42 hours bc during semester.
-hobbies: food festivals, legos, parrots, painting, cooking and baking.
I have not taken my MCAT, and I told myself that if I do not get far in PA school applications, I will start studying for the test come the fall. The masters program that I am apart of has a linkage with the medical school, so I will try to see what my options are when the time comes. All in all, both professions are excellent, but I don't want to spend the rest of my life wondering what could have been. Some honest advice and feedback would be helpful.

I (15F) and my boyfriend (17M) have been dating for a little over a year. (For context he is a junior and I am a sophomore) We met through Snapchat and instantly hit it off, and by chance we were going to the same school. We chatted for a while and a few days later after we met he asked me out, and eager as I was I said yes. Over the past year he has been extremely sweet, he often buys me flowers and gets me gifts and is extremely caring. He is intelligent, and has many accomplishments that are impressive for his age, which was one of the factors that piqued my interest in him. We both have very similar personalities and make each other laugh and balance our weirdness in good ways. However, over the past year, I guess you could say some red flags have been sticking out to me and lately I’ve been overthinking a lot whether I should break up with him or not, but I don’t know what to do and I need advice. For context I have tried to break up and have broken up with him multiple times but kept getting back together with him a day or two after because he spams my number with 200 messages and makes me feel bad. In addition, I feel so attached to him that I feel I can’t break myself off of him. Over the year he has shown sides of him that are more so controlling over his possession of me. For example, I do a sport 6 days a week and I am very close with the girls on my team and I call them my friends. I’ve tried to talk to him about them and our time together. However he hates whenever I call someone my friend, and feels that no one can be close enough to be called that but him, and I have had to refer to them as “girls on my team”. He’s asked me multiple times to stop talking to them, and just to focus on my sport. However I replied that I feel that my sport wouldn’t be as fun to be at if I didn’t have that friendship or connections with the people on my team. He however kept pressing on that he was right until I just agreed with him despite my feelings just so I wouldn’t have to argue. In addition he doesn’t let me have sleepovers with anyone and says he feels uncomfortable that I would be sharing a bed with another girl. Moreover through our team in our relationship, he often stays up later than me doing homework, since he often procrastinates and has extracurriculars. At the start of our relationship, he often asked me to stay up with him despite my exhaustion from practice ( I get home around 8) in order to help with his loneliness as he would stay up till 2-3am. Multiple times I tried to resolve this issue but he would always go back to his ways until recently when I threatened to break up with him for the 10th or something time. He tends to constantly go through my phone and doesn’t let me follow any of my friends on any social media as he disapproves of them and monitors my chats and will get upset with me if I talk with them. He constantly tells me that he will never find a better girl than me or anyone else to love than me. He constantly asks me if I will ever leave and I say no but I am constantly thinking about it. He’s always helping me and thinking of me but I don’t know whether this relationship is worth staying in and better yet how to end off the relationship without having to interact with him. For context I only hangout with him at school since I stopped interacting closely with anyone and I don’t know where to go if I did break up things with him especially since my school is small. What should I do?

Hi all just joined this group due to what I think is a problem for me.
A little background I'm not a big drinker, never have been however I do like some wine on a Saturday night. I've noticed it's become a bit of a habit and something that makes me lethargic the next day. Usually it's a bottle to a bottle and a half. My issue is when I drink like on a Saturday night it can't just be one glass of wine it's always more to get drunk. I also enjoy mdma now and again and when I'm drunk the mind wanders and thinks how great it would be to add to the mix even though I know from past history that the 2 don't go together and cause all sorts of issues from being a mess, blackouts and week long hangovers. Anyway thankfully it's not really an option at home.
Fast forward to last weekend, sun out enjoying my garden. 1 bottle of white wine then another opened, I was pretty drunk and suddenly I'm thinking about mdma. This time I acted on it. Not great to say the least. Resulting in all of the above and shame.
As I said I can go without drinking but once I start and it's hard to resist in the summer months I can't stop at one. And also the cravings for mdma when I'm drunk. I hate it. Both substances do not do me any good. I've gone months without drinking but then something comes up whether it's social or you just fancy it and back to square one. I notice when I'm not drinking I feel better and my everyday life like going to the gym is more consistent. The mdma thing I also go months without but then If drunk or if it's been a while I think about it and how it would be nice even though I know I can't handle a hangovecomedown.
I've made a decision to cut out drinking again, thankfully I don't go out much so stopping at home at weekend should be ok but it's whether I can do it permanently I don't know. I enjoy wine but I don't know how to just do 1 or 2 glasses instead of binging.

I have an ongoing project of a modpack, very complicated with custom ports and custom mods. Story driven with a lot of rpg aspects..... In summary: huge modpack, I'm a one man team right now, very complicated with great concept, will take me about 2 years to finish and publish with a little help.
But now more I think about it, my modpack changes the game in it's entirety. The 'still minecrafty' disappears with my ideas and goals. Plus it would fit much more as it's standalone game.......
THE PROBLEM---- I belive it would be much better as a separate game altogether, which will take much longer. Since I don't know much about 'from scratch' game making procedures, I would need help with multiple softwares and a decent size team. I wish I could start on this plan, but I have no capital to invest and pay anyone who could help me develop the game. And I don't know much about legalities related to this project.
Do I continue my minecraft project, get popularity and donations, then create a game? Or forget a game, just focus on modpack. Or forget modpack, no matter how long it takes, invest in the game.
I'm genuinely lost rn

I have a Sony Walkman (WM 60) and the headphone socket is really sensitive. If I move around too much, or if I touch the volume control even slightly, the sound will flip to only coming out of one ear of the headphones, sometimes different levels in each ear, sometimes weirdly distorted. You then have to very delicately move the volume knob to get it to play back through both. I’m using headphones with 2 bands on the jack which I’ve read is best for older machines. I also sometimes use iPod headphones (with 3 bands on the jack) and they do work but you have to not insert the jack fully. Anyway.. the question is, is this a common problem with the socket and is it worth fixing? It’s fine though, if I sit still, it plays beautifully!

Right after Jay mentions telling Chris about the murder in his first interview, he tells police that he thinks that Adnan also might have told someone, Tayab. He says he is unsure if Adnan specifically told Tayab that it was Hae, or just that he killed someone. JAY then brings Tayab up again in his second interview on 3/15, saying he heard Adnan telling someone on the phone a couple of days after the murder that he had killed someone, and Jay speculates that this person is Tayab. Police attempt to locate Tayab the next day on 3/16 in between serving grand jury subpoenas on Saad and Bilal, but they don’t have any luck. On 8/21 we have the defense notes form the interview with Tanveer stating that Tayab asked Jay about the murder, and Jay admitted to helping Adnan bury the body. The defense has no knowledge of Jay mentioning Tayab at this point.
It’s interesting that Jay is initially telling cops of a person Adnan told about the murder, right??
In his very first interview Jay is telling police that it’s Adnan that has told someone.
Why would Jay lie about this? What’s the purpose and how does he expect it to play out?
Tanveer heard a pretty detailed account about Tayab asking Jay about the murder .
Rabia lashed out accusing Bilal of being the anonymous caller, only to backtrack immediately, claim she was mistaken, it’s now Tayab (verified to her by his relative?). So, at least Rabia thinks Tayab knew something before 2/12. To top it off, she confirms in her blog that Tayab remembers having the talk with Adnan about hurting his girlfriend…
From her blog:
“Clearly the caller is someone who knows both Adnan and Yaser Ali (misspelled “Baser”), and has an accent. This narrows it down to almost exactly two people in his social circle, and I have my bets on one of them. He also was a pot smoker who hung out with Jay, and remembered this conversation in which Adnan talks about what he would do if he hurt his girlfriend.”
She later names him specifically.
I’m not sure what I make of all of it. Until recently I hadn’t really ever thought about what the utility of a lie about Adnan confessing to Tayab would be for Jay. I’m stumped.
Where does Tayab fit in?

Forgive me this is long or if has already been discussed. So i was thinking of why the family always makes so much fuss of how great killua is. I mean if being the eliter murder assassin is pride then surley illumi would be the most elite of the children? Well i was like maybe he showed promise as young child and they just got it right with him. Well then how come they dont gawk over kalluto who has roughly the same nen proficiency at a younger age? So ive narrowed it down to three things(i think) the zoldycks need to be considered a good assassin

1. Ability to detach from murder. Able to kill a target no matter who it is. (Duh)
   
2. A code, rule, or ethic.(Zeno not taking innocent lives)
   
3. The ability to reject or go against the second rule while still able to go with the first. I think silva and killua are the only ones to satisfy this and it is more regarded as a secret or something the family cant teach.
   

What does any of this have to do with illumi needle, ill get there lol. But i dont think any of the zoldyck children were born with malice or able to comply with rule 1. So in order to get to that point they likely apply rule 2 some sort of code. This allows them to ground themselves in order to be effective at their job. I think since fights between family member are banned most of the children develop some family attachment. However i think this is stagnation and the zoldycks want/need to improve and evolve. Killua is somehow the only one who is able to reject his family(slash his mom), be a murderer, and have a code(friendship/kindness). I believe silva was the same way, where his father doesnt take an innocent life i think silva was able to reject that notion and still keep his code. Which makes him more effective as we see he has no worry about killing his dad or isnt shook by an innocent death he may not be stronger than his dad but he is the more effective assassin.
Now in illuni case he is the first so he didnt really have sibling guide so he probably had the hardest time adjusting or getting to satisfy the first point. It probably got so bad that silva had to try for multiple children, because why does the rest of the family line seem to have only one child? I think this created a wish/desire to change himself to be chosen.
I think is where illumi needles himself and rejects everything joy, happiness, sadness, etc. and only keeps a no death to a family member and rage and bloodlust if they are ever threatened. I think this caused him to have absolute obedience to his family thus he cant satisfy the third condition of a good assassin. Which is why he wants nanika because it might be possible to heal/fix him in the way he actually wanted.
But doesnt end there. Most manipulators that control people need was to issue commands either verbal or with a device. Shalnark can control max two people but can use the cellphone to issue verbal commands or directly control body parts. Basically any control over people manipulation ability needs a transmitter. I think in illumi's case the transmitter is the needle in his head and hes able to issue commands telepathically.
I think this also satisfies a condition. If illumi has deleted several emotions and his brain is only on family or mission. Then it kinda makes sense how his manipulation is able to have full control like black voice, able to issue commands in mass like order stamp, overcome free will like instant lover, and do all this to large groups or split commands to certain groups without any other conditions visable. Because he already gave up everything but what he need for a mission and devotion to family safety.

MAP: https://www.google.com/maps/d/edit?mid=12WtXWsPDZXN8FeCHK58aVnUzGqWMvFM&usp=sharing
I like making maps and started making a “Places to Live Guide” a while back. I picked it back up and updated it as the “is this area safe?” questions have picked up.
I want to promote our region and encourage people moving here. I also understand these questions get old, hence the responses of “search the sub” and “do research.” It also frustrates me that people only ask about safety. Sure, safety is one consideration but asking only about safety seems unhelpful. This map attempts to show more things that might matter to a person picking a place to live.
I defined 79 boundaries inside 270 in St. Louis. First, anywhere outside 270 or metro east is going to be true suburbs. Second, inside 270 should be our city limits if we were like most other North American cities. I stuck to 79 areas for the 79 neighborhoods of St. Louis City.
The boundaries are not true to neighborhoods and municipalities, but rather drawn to where the rating in one of the categories may change significantly (normally cost). Most neighborhoods/munis are split across more than one boundary. I named the boundaries by the any part of the neighborhood/muni covered.
The formula for ratings: Recreation + Walkability + Transit + Safety + Character - Cost
Ratings 1-10 for each category (10 being positive except for cost where 10 is high cost thus being subtracted from the rating).
Color Key- Red: 30+ rating Orange: 25+ rating Yellow: 20+ rating Green: 15+ rating Blue: 10+ rating Purple: Below 10 rating
I collected the following data for a score that corresponds to a rating in the individual categories:
Recreation: number of bars, restaurants, shops, attractions (includes parks) within boundaries + 1 mile
Walkability: groceries within distance from various points in boundary, wide roads, conflict points, miles of bike lanes, walkable jobs within boundaries
Transit: metrolink stops, high frequency bus routes, low frequency bus routes
Safety: property and violent crime mapping since Jan 2022
Character: historic districts, business districts, diversity
Cost: random sampling of average rent cost and purchase price
Top ratings- Overall Rating: Central Downtown (#1 overall) Recreation: Midtown-Covenant Blu Grand Center (tied #4 overall) Walkability: Central West End (Hospital District) (#2 overall) Transit: Central Downtown (#1 overall) Safety: Kirkwood-Des Peres-Glendale-Oakland (tied #76 overall) Character: Benton Park-Benton Park West-Marine Villa (Cherokee St. District) (#3 overall) Cost: Wells Goodfellow-Kingsway West (tied #73 overall)
Obviously for example, I understand a place like Ladue is desirable to live but rates low. The ratings are meant to favor well-rounded/mixed areas for the masses. If someone has money and wants a big house away from things, of course Ladue would be a nice place to live. Most places that rated low had low safety or high cost, though there are a few that punched above (Downtown Clayton for example rated well). Downtown St. Louis rates well because its built environment is objectively well-rounded. But of course not everyone wants a highly mixed use area.
I then split the places into sections to help people with a starting point: -Highest Rated Overall -A Lil’ Bit of Something for Everyone -Expensive Big Homes -Bang for Your Buck -Low Rating but Low Cost
I added three good things about each place because I think every place has great people and potential. Plus, it may allow someone looking for something specific to find a place that otherwise might be overlooked.
Maybe this could be pinned or used for quick response after some tweaking and allow people to overlay properties on the map or begin their search. After all, I want people to move here and stay here because they like it.
Please give feedback on where you disagree and what might make the map more readable or helpful. If anyone knows how to add a key, I would like to add one.
As I post this, I see a “Job offer in St. Louis…everything I see ranks it most dangerous place to live…” Man, it is disheartening. I want to see us grow so badly…

1) How severe is/was your acne? 2) how much are you taking? How often? And for how long? 3) How long did it take to start working? 4) Have you had any side effects? Any adverse effects? (Hair shedding, vision, cholesterol, headaches, liver issues, etc.) 5) do you think getting it from an online service is risky? 6) if you’re on it for 1+ year, what happens if you’d like to get pregnant? This is something we may consider in 10ish months.
My situation: I’ve had few-several months long bouts of cystic acne throughout my adulthood (once around 19-20, then again in my mid 20s, and now this one at 28). The ones from previously got bad, but with consistent topical tretinoin, acids, and diligent skincare for years, it got better to the point where I had good skin with some PIH and icepick scars here and there remaining. Suddenly, and perhaps it was with the increasing life stress, the acne started creeping up on me this past February. Since then, it has not budged. I’ve tried what I used before to no avail—Consistent skin care, exfoliation 2x per week with acids, 10% sulfur, zinc pyrithione soap, topical benzoyl peroxide, moisturizing, double cleansing, and ensuring anything that touches my skin is not gonna clog it. I tried tea tree oil, pimple patches, an expensive carbon facial. I always use sunscreen. I stopped using makeup sponges and brushes. I have always obsessively washed my hands before touching my face for any reason and yes, my pillow covers are changed regularly. I’ve tried not using makeup. Zitsticka supplements which used to help control my acne and were one of the reasons i had really good skin are now not working at all. I tried not eating fried foods, more water.. you name it.
I used to use curology (0.05% tret, 4% niacinamide, 10% azaleic acid) and it is one of the things that cured my acne in the past. I will admit, I stopped it for a few months and was not using it consistently, but my skin was still good. I tried using it again and it has not helped at all. I got on apostrophe, and they prescribed me doxycycline for 3 months, but I already have GERD and IBS so that messed up my gut horribly and had to stop it. They also prescribed me a topical (0.05% tret, spironolactone, and tranexamic acid) which, you guessed it, is also not working.
To make matters more complicated, my wedding is in September and this is destroying my self-esteem. In addition to typical wedding stress, I’m in my last few months of med school, currently in stressful demanding rotations while also studying for (quite literally) the most important exam of my life, in addition to 3 other exams I need to finish by August.
At this point, I’m desperately considering getting on low dose accutane, and hoping it fixes my acne by the wedding.
TLDR: I started breaking out at 28 years old since February and it will not stop. I tried every treatment out there, including what helped me get rid of acne in the past, and it will not budge. Currently considering low dose accutane in hopes of my acne going away by my wedding in September.
Thank you and sorry for writing so much😫

Hi everyone,
recently moved to the US with my spouse and as we get both get paid in EUR I wanted to share with you how I save most on fees:

1. Set up an account with Wise or Revolut – standard account is for free and both offer you a debit card with bank details for several countries (including US). Means, you can hold USD and pay like a local
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3. Use Atlantic Money https://atlantic.money/ instead to fund your USD (in my example) account. You can send up to €1m for a fixed fee of €3 and at the real exchange rate.
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This is, until today, the simplest and cheapest way to move and spend money. Thank me later!
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I’ve been having issues with the area under my jaw being swollen for a couple of weeks. No pain in the beginning, just varying degrees of discomfort. At its worst it felt like someone was always lightly choking me/applying pressure to the area. And the swelling sometimes felt like it went up to my ears.
I did see my allergies for it and was told it’s post nasal drip and I should use the Neilmed sinus rinse more than once a day and to gargle with salt water. And also take more allergy medication since I was only take one Allegra a day.
Swelling and discomfort didn’t improve so the allergist has prescribed me prednisone.
There were times where it was hard to swallow and hard to pass food down, but that was only for a couple of days.
The swelling always gets worse when I eat, but my allergist says I shouldn’t be having an allergic reaction to food since I only has OAS and the anti histamines and prednisone would prevent any food related reaction. Then refered me to a gastroenterologist for possible EoE.
Long story short, I did see a gastroenterologist and it’s not a gastro issue.
It’s been a couple of weeks and I’m now tapering down on the prednisone.
As I’m tapering down I’m starting to feel more like how I felt before I started taking the prednisone. So I’m sort of regressing.
Now I’m starting to think I have an infection. More specifically a salivary gland infection. Which is why I’m swelling even more almost immediately after starting to eat.
New symptoms which started 2 days ago include dull head pressure/ headache and also a sore throat.
I did have a sinus infection and concretion in the cheek area last year and it took going to see my doctor and then an ENT and a CT scan for them to give me antibiotics.
I’m seeing my allergist in a couple of days for a follow up appointment and hoping they can diagnose and prescribe me antibiotics if I am correct.
However my experience last year leads me to believe it might not be so easy. I really think going to an ENT again is overkill so I would like to avoid that.
Basically how easily does an allergist prescribe antibiotics?

I'm 30F, and for most of my life I was pretty sure I wanted children. I never really thought about it any deeper than that, I just wanted to get married and have kids- like everyone around me did.
I met my fiancé 4 years ago, and while I still expected to have children one day, I knew it was a good ways off- no way I was ready at 26. Being with him, we've had a lot talks about this, and he pretty firmly does not want children. I struggle because I feel conflicted.
I'm pretty sure now that I DON'T want to have kids. The constant anxiety about my child and their wellbeing, the horrible things that can go wrong in pregancy, not to mention the loss of sleep/money/personal space and time all have made me realize that I was just rolling with the ideal version of "having kids" and was never truly aware of what having a child meant.
All of that said, I still find myself feeling like maybe I should have children. If I don't, my mom will never have grandkids. Both of our family lines will end with us (we are both only children). And while I know it's not my responsibility to provide those things, it's still this weird pressure and almost a sadness? I see my best friend have 2 beautiful perfect babies, and think "okay maybe it's not so bad" but then I see people online talk about their children with severe health and behavioral challenges and how it's put a strain on their marriages and relationships.
How do I determine what I want versus what society has taught me I should want?

This is gonna be a long one, but I need to vent and am “happy” I finally know what’s wrong. If you don’t wanna see my vent, please scroll down and look at my questions
PLEASE, IF YOU’RE READING THIS, GIVE ME ANY ADVICE THAT HELPED YOU WITH SIBO/SIFO
DISCLAIMER: I don’t wanna repeat how useless doctors were during all of my injuries/diseases, so I’m just gonna put it here. I visited the ER and hospital probably 40 times, ended up with either „psychosomatic, making it up, it’s your fault, stop wasting out time, you’re irrational” every single time.
I started anorexia recovery in October 2023 (am normal weight now) and had many letdowns. In December I had a back injury and was in bed for a month, couldn’t move a limb. Took many NSAIDs and after finding a good physiotherapeut I got better.
Right after that m stomach started burning and I got H pylori. Two months of no luck with doctors, I found a single gastro out of 14 I visited who trusted me, gave me abx and I was cured in 2 weeks. I took PPIs the whole 2-3 months, which caused my SIBO.
No doctor helped me again, and I also got an insatiable hunger and carbs cravings. I got a blood test and found out I had insulin resistance. - how is that possible? I’ve only been eating for ~5 months, this can’t be right. I felt defeated and accepted that I’ll never eat “normally” again and will have to do low carb/keto forever. But then…
It dawned on me. SIFO. Candida. Candida causes high blood sugar… carb cravings… insatiable hunger. I read some of the posts here and I felt happy. I know it’s bad - as bad as SIBO, but I finally know I actually “don’t” have insulin resistance from food, only from Candida! And once I cure it, it’ll go away.
So now I’m here, ready to kill SIBO and SIFO. And get my life back. In 5 months I’m starting uni and I will be cured by then. I do not accept any other outcomes. I am determined. If I have to starve for a month to kill those bastards, I will. I kept messing around until today, now I have hope for being 100% healthy because once I kill SIBO and SIFO, insulin resistance WILL go away and I will be happy again. No more crying. No more defeat. I will win.
SYMPTOMS (idk which one is caused by SIBO/SIFO)

• mild oral thrush
• extreme 24/7 bloating
• extremely extreme hunger and cravings (wake up at night)
• depression (no more, I’ll kick its ass)
• mild brain fog
• mild constipation

I need your help

1. What antifungals work on every strain? My country doesn’t do yeast test so I can’t do a resistance test. I can get my hands on fluconazole, nystatin and maybe other options if you have a good recommendation.
   
2. Antifungals or herbs? Which is more effective? If herbs, what combo do you recommend?
   
3. Biofilm - would NAC and Kirkman be enough?
   
4. Diet - MEVY, do ammounts matter? Vegetables in ulimited ammounts or restricted to grams like SIBO low FODMAP?
   
5. Fasting - would a prolonged fast (7-14 days) kill Candida if I took some herbs while on it, like ADP oregano, ginger, allicin, and tumeric?
   
6. Probiotics safe for SIBO and SIFO both? S Boulardii is one of them, is L reuteri and Rhamnosus as well? How about Colostrum?
   
7. What Vitamins/Supplements will help fight SIBO/SIFO and boost immunity? And what dosage? I read about large dosage of vit C - how large?
   
8. Should I take Metformin to adress IR for now and stop when I’m cured? Will it help anyhow with SIBO/SIFO?
   

9. Wish me luck!
Please know I’m from EU so supplements from the USA are unreachable for me. If you’re from the EU, please share the doctor who helped you!!

I just figured out I have 2 more cavities on my teeth.
I had 4 fillings when I was 16 to 17 despite constantly getting praised for how good my teeth looked… I really don’t understand it. I take what I thought was really good care of my teeth… I constantly got praised at the dentist and it didn’t take very long for me to get them cleaned because they were always in good shape. Until I all of a sudden started getting random cavities. I had never had a cavity until 16. Then they had to fill a total of 4 between 16 and almost 18 all of a sudden.
My last filling my dentist actually gave free because he liked me and thought I took really good care of my teeth and I had unfortunately lost my health insurance due to my dad loosing his job at the time. The only thing we paid for was the cleanings. Tbh I don’t think they understood why I kept getting them either… the dentist acted like mine may have been genetics or I’m just super prone to them.
21 now and I just found 2 more cavities. Both are on my right side. One on upper back tooth and one on 3rd bottom tooth the right tooth. Weird thing is I don’t eat with my right side… I eat mostly on my left side. I always brush in the mornings and evenings. I use mouth wash several times a day average 3 times. I really don’t understand what I’m doing wrong. Nobody else in my family has had many cavities that I know of. It seems I’m the only one that seems to get them a lot.
I am gonna get them fixed soon! I just want to try to prevent them as much as a possible because fillings be expensive in my area.