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2024.05.16 19:27 harryhoudini66 Possibly Ending TRT Due PCP Recommendation
So I have been on TRT for little less than a year. I have been taking 200mg per week via two injections. I have also been taking HCG, and due to high estrogen, been on an AI as well.
Recently my RBC and Hematocrit was high so the TRT Nation doctor recommend that I have therapeutic phlebotomy. I cant donate blood since I take finasteride.
My primary care physician and the endocrinologist they referred to indicate that I don't need to perform a phlebotomy and even question why I went on TRT. I was diagnosed with sleep apnea in early January of this year and they indicate that likely was the cause for my low T. Likewise, they indicate that TRT would worsen my sleep apnea so they recommend that I go off TRT.
For reference, I started on TRT in September 2023. Below are some key markers that I have been following. The first two months were before starting TRT. In May I had a real bad cough that lasted three weeks so I went to urgent care and had some tests ran. They did not run T or E so that information is missing.
I am still considering staying on TRT since I am 48 and T levels get lower anyways as you age. I still have a discussion pending with the TRT Nation doctor.
If I was to come off TRT, would it be safe to simply stop since I have been taking HCG the entire time? Would I just continue to take HCG for a while before stopping those injections?
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Recently my RBC and Hematocrit was high so the TRT Nation doctor recommend that I have therapeutic phlebotomy. I cant donate blood since I take finasteride.
My primary care physician and the endocrinologist they referred to indicate that I don't need to perform a phlebotomy and even question why I went on TRT. I was diagnosed with sleep apnea in early January of this year and they indicate that likely was the cause for my low T. Likewise, they indicate that TRT would worsen my sleep apnea so they recommend that I go off TRT.
For reference, I started on TRT in September 2023. Below are some key markers that I have been following. The first two months were before starting TRT. In May I had a real bad cough that lasted three weeks so I went to urgent care and had some tests ran. They did not run T or E so that information is missing.
| Test | 8/27/2023 | 9/9/2023 | 11/17/2023 | 3/19/2024 | 5/4/2024 | 5/10/2024 |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| RBC | 5.3 | 5.66 | 5.98 | 5.97 | 5.8 | 6.89 |
| Hemoglobin | 14.7 | 14.90 | 16.1 | 16.0 | 15.5 | 17.6 |
| Hematocrit | 44.7 | 46.00 | 50.3 | 48.2 | 47.8 | 55.9 |
| Testosterone | 270 | 257 | 1364 | 989 | 876 | |
| Estradiol | 78.60 | 48.5 | 56.2 | 69.8 | ||
| Glucose | 101 | 113 | 118 | 115 | 99 | |
| ALT(SGPT) | 78 | 76 | 31 | 33 | 49 |
If I was to come off TRT, would it be safe to simply stop since I have been taking HCG the entire time? Would I just continue to take HCG for a while before stopping those injections?
2024.05.16 18:36 The_ZombyWoof 10 Songs I Discovered [Rap, R&B, Rock, Pop]
I've never wanted to be one of the those people who, after a certain age, stopped trying to discover new music. So many of my friends are stuck listening to only the artists and all the songs that they grew up with, or listened to in high school and college.
Every few years I try to push myself and only listen to artists that either I have never heard of before, or I've never been into, but I thought I would give them another try.
Here's 10 of the songs that I've recently discovered that have been on repeat on my Spotify.
Please understand, most of these are NOT "new" songs, you may know many of these songs and artists, but they are all, or mostly, "new" to me.
Just wanted to help out with suggesting something different for people who might be in a rut.
1) Lyrics Born - Callin' Out
https://youtu.be/vfWzyEWFu3I?feature=shared
I like rap, but I'm no aficionado. I know what I like, though, and I stopped dead in my tracks when I first heard Lyrics Born (born: Tsutomu "Tom" Shimura). Formerly known as Asia Born he is a Japanese-American rapper, singer, and producer, and I just can't get enough of his groove.
2) Jorja Smith - Falling or flying (Reimagined)
https://youtu.be/kYe3fa6vjp4?feature=shared
In 2018, British R&B singer Jorja Smith won the Brit Critics' Choice Award. In 2019, she was named Best British Female Artist at the Brit Awards and was also nominated for the Grammy Award for Best New Artist. And her style of deep, old school soul is so heart wrenchingly gorgeous it actually hurts.
3) J Roddy Walston and The Business - Don't Break The Needle
https://youtu.be/Fn8Mf6zHLgM?feature=shared
A fresh take on boogie-woogie, a Southern tinged interpretation of down and dirty honky-tonk? Inject this straight into my veins.
4) Tedeschi Trucks Band - Midnight in Harlem
https://youtu.be/gy5-EQ7Ae_0?feature=shared
Where has this band been all my life? No, seriously, where? With many artists, I'll find one song in their catalogue which will be good, but I'll find myself being "meh" about most of their other work. With Tedeschi Trucks Band, every song I listen to is gold, every album is an adventure. Why are they not as famous or as well known as Springsteen or U2? As for me, I'm now a bone fide Tedeschi Trucks Band Evangelist. Hallelujah!
5) Mimi Webb - Freezing
https://youtu.be/tClJ98w3Y5A?feature=shared
Pop music is a weird thing. So much can be derivative and familiar, but with Pop music, that often works in the music's favor. Pop is never about changing the world, it's mainly about upbeat, energetic jams with loud, singable choruses, even if the actual subject matter might be a downer. Besides, Taylor Swift should not have a monopoly on break up songs. Other people have break ups, too, ya know.
6) Lana Del Rey - Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd
https://youtu.be/IuY54A3bOmg?feature=shared
Lana Del Rey is an artist I've known of for a long time, and I count the Cedric Gervais remix of 'Summertime Sadness' as one of my favorite driving songs ever. But, I never really dug any deeper into her albums. That was until I hear this song. Then, I decided to listen to the whole album. I actually sat in silence after the record was over. I haven't heard anything quite like that since Joni Mitchell's Blue album. And, Jesus, praise doesn't get much higher than that. Now, off to listen to Norman F****** Rockwell.
7) Grateful Dead - Scarlet Begonias
https://youtu.be/xt4XAz2WZ3Y?feature=shared
There's this band I discovered called the Grateful Dead, you've probably never heard of them. No, seriously, though, I appreciate that I'm about 30-40 years behind in becoming a fan of the Dead but I've just never connected with their music before. Yet, somehow, and I don't know exactly how, Scarlet Begonias got onto my radar recently and I just cannot stop listening to it. Such a great song. And, I'm thinking, a good springboard to finally get to be a Deadhead.
8) Big Boi - "Chocolate" ft. Troze
https://youtu.be/h4XnBOOCCLs?feature=shared
I heard this played in an episode of the TV series Lucifer, and it immediately ear-wormed itself into my brain.
9) Tash Sultana - Murder To The Mind
https://youtu.be/Hjo8xdBhF0I?feature=shared
Tash Sultana is an Australian singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist and music producer, described as a "one-person band". No idea where I heard this song, but that ending guitar solo is just one for the ages. Crank it up.
10) Cocteau Twins - Heaven Or Las Vegas
https://youtu.be/6KnYw4EwYGc?feature=shared
Growing up in the 80s and loving bands like Siouxsie and the Banshees, Joy Division and The Cure, you would have thought that I would have listened to the Cocteau Twins as well. But, somehow, they just slipped through and were never a part of my regular playlists. But that dreamy, jangly pop sound is just perfect, they sound as contemporary as ever, and it's better late than never.
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Every few years I try to push myself and only listen to artists that either I have never heard of before, or I've never been into, but I thought I would give them another try.
Here's 10 of the songs that I've recently discovered that have been on repeat on my Spotify.
Please understand, most of these are NOT "new" songs, you may know many of these songs and artists, but they are all, or mostly, "new" to me.
Just wanted to help out with suggesting something different for people who might be in a rut.
1) Lyrics Born - Callin' Out
https://youtu.be/vfWzyEWFu3I?feature=shared
I like rap, but I'm no aficionado. I know what I like, though, and I stopped dead in my tracks when I first heard Lyrics Born (born: Tsutomu "Tom" Shimura). Formerly known as Asia Born he is a Japanese-American rapper, singer, and producer, and I just can't get enough of his groove.
2) Jorja Smith - Falling or flying (Reimagined)
https://youtu.be/kYe3fa6vjp4?feature=shared
In 2018, British R&B singer Jorja Smith won the Brit Critics' Choice Award. In 2019, she was named Best British Female Artist at the Brit Awards and was also nominated for the Grammy Award for Best New Artist. And her style of deep, old school soul is so heart wrenchingly gorgeous it actually hurts.
3) J Roddy Walston and The Business - Don't Break The Needle
https://youtu.be/Fn8Mf6zHLgM?feature=shared
A fresh take on boogie-woogie, a Southern tinged interpretation of down and dirty honky-tonk? Inject this straight into my veins.
4) Tedeschi Trucks Band - Midnight in Harlem
https://youtu.be/gy5-EQ7Ae_0?feature=shared
Where has this band been all my life? No, seriously, where? With many artists, I'll find one song in their catalogue which will be good, but I'll find myself being "meh" about most of their other work. With Tedeschi Trucks Band, every song I listen to is gold, every album is an adventure. Why are they not as famous or as well known as Springsteen or U2? As for me, I'm now a bone fide Tedeschi Trucks Band Evangelist. Hallelujah!
5) Mimi Webb - Freezing
https://youtu.be/tClJ98w3Y5A?feature=shared
Pop music is a weird thing. So much can be derivative and familiar, but with Pop music, that often works in the music's favor. Pop is never about changing the world, it's mainly about upbeat, energetic jams with loud, singable choruses, even if the actual subject matter might be a downer. Besides, Taylor Swift should not have a monopoly on break up songs. Other people have break ups, too, ya know.
6) Lana Del Rey - Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd
https://youtu.be/IuY54A3bOmg?feature=shared
Lana Del Rey is an artist I've known of for a long time, and I count the Cedric Gervais remix of 'Summertime Sadness' as one of my favorite driving songs ever. But, I never really dug any deeper into her albums. That was until I hear this song. Then, I decided to listen to the whole album. I actually sat in silence after the record was over. I haven't heard anything quite like that since Joni Mitchell's Blue album. And, Jesus, praise doesn't get much higher than that. Now, off to listen to Norman F****** Rockwell.
7) Grateful Dead - Scarlet Begonias
https://youtu.be/xt4XAz2WZ3Y?feature=shared
There's this band I discovered called the Grateful Dead, you've probably never heard of them. No, seriously, though, I appreciate that I'm about 30-40 years behind in becoming a fan of the Dead but I've just never connected with their music before. Yet, somehow, and I don't know exactly how, Scarlet Begonias got onto my radar recently and I just cannot stop listening to it. Such a great song. And, I'm thinking, a good springboard to finally get to be a Deadhead.
8) Big Boi - "Chocolate" ft. Troze
https://youtu.be/h4XnBOOCCLs?feature=shared
I heard this played in an episode of the TV series Lucifer, and it immediately ear-wormed itself into my brain.
9) Tash Sultana - Murder To The Mind
https://youtu.be/Hjo8xdBhF0I?feature=shared
Tash Sultana is an Australian singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist and music producer, described as a "one-person band". No idea where I heard this song, but that ending guitar solo is just one for the ages. Crank it up.
10) Cocteau Twins - Heaven Or Las Vegas
https://youtu.be/6KnYw4EwYGc?feature=shared
Growing up in the 80s and loving bands like Siouxsie and the Banshees, Joy Division and The Cure, you would have thought that I would have listened to the Cocteau Twins as well. But, somehow, they just slipped through and were never a part of my regular playlists. But that dreamy, jangly pop sound is just perfect, they sound as contemporary as ever, and it's better late than never.
2024.05.16 14:58 postvasectomy BadChadR: My experience is 10 years vasectomy. TRT reduced post vasectomy pain, HCG increased post vasectomy pain.
BadChadR:
Feb 14, 2023
Actually I had dull, but not horrible, aches post vasectomy for years post intercourse. Makes sense from the fact that the sperm have nowhere to go. Years later I was diagnosed with low T and my primary care doc got my levels to 300-500 without any real improvement of low T symptoms except the post vasectomy pain resolved. Now I’m seeing a doc who’s keeping my T in the 900-1100 range and my libido, energy, mood and well being is amazing but he started me on HCG as well to prevent atrophy.
At first I noticed more sensitivity to my balls, which was not bad at all as it added a new level of foreplay for my wife and I. However I started getting very painful ejaculations with that blue ball feeling that aches for hours.
So I’ve stopped taking the HCG and symptoms resolved, but my nuts are a bit smaller. I will talk to my doc about this at our follow up tomorrow.
PVP isn’t taken seriously, and sadly. As I keep telling my wife, it doesn’t matter how small the tunnel off the island is…it’s the only damn tunnel. So sperm have to literally blow out the side, and get reabsorbed into the sac. More sperm = larger blow outs. Maybe it’s the vasectomy technique, and maybe it’s the individual. But it’s real and debilitating.
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/njfs43/hcg_treatment_post_vasectomy/j8it7if/
Honestly testosterone therapy should be a first line treatment for PVP syndrome. Really pathetic that it’s easier for a 12 year old girl to get testosterone injections for untreated mental health issues than it is for a man to get a replacement therapy.
I love being at a T level >800. It’s a game changer and actually beneficial for well being and physical health compared to any drugs prescribed by a psychologist. But most PCP’s don’t know crap and they are happy if they get your 150 up to 350.
Maybe I should tell a therapist I identify as a hypermasculine disagreeable 18 year old male. I’ve been misgendered my whole life as a hypo-masculine / slightly feminine overweight male.
Pronouns are Beefcake / Spartacus / StudMuffin
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/njfs43/hcg_treatment_post_vasectomy/j8iv9qv/
I know this is old, but what’s your follow up. I’ve noticed increase pain with ejaculation since starting HCG, enough so that I stopped it after 4 weeks. I’m about 10 years post vasectomy and finally found a doc to get my T levels to the >800 range and really he only wants my low energy / libido symptoms to improve and could care less if my T is 600 or 1200. But he added an aromatase inhibitor and HCG…Also finding that there’s negatives to the AI, but that’s a different thread.
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/anlmnh/45_had_3_kids_and_a_vasectomy_starting_trt_do_i/j8iwkkc/
I’m 10 years post vasectomy and HCG created more pain with ejaculation for me. While testosterone reduced my ejaculation pain. Makes sense, less sperm, less dramatic blow outs from the severed & clipped tube. More sperm, more volume hitting a dead end. But that’s just me
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/xqyq09/hcg_besides_fertility_and_testicle_size_is_there/j8j2weo/
I’ve commented a few times, but my experience is 10 years vasectomy. TRT reduced post vasectomy pain, HCG increased post vasectomy pain. I’d try switching to TRT and your sperm count will drop, potentially reducing that overbuilding of pressure in your nuts…that’s how I could explain it…like my nuts were too full and ready to burst. Less sperm is a good thing post vasectomy.
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/v8h469/trt_with_hcg_post_vasectomy_pain/j8j41st/
Metadata:
ID: 058e83de
Name: BadChadR
Vasectomy Date: 2013
Source: reddit
Posted: 2023-02-14
Storycodes: PSX,LTT
Months: 120
Resolved: Partial
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Feb 14, 2023
Actually I had dull, but not horrible, aches post vasectomy for years post intercourse. Makes sense from the fact that the sperm have nowhere to go. Years later I was diagnosed with low T and my primary care doc got my levels to 300-500 without any real improvement of low T symptoms except the post vasectomy pain resolved. Now I’m seeing a doc who’s keeping my T in the 900-1100 range and my libido, energy, mood and well being is amazing but he started me on HCG as well to prevent atrophy.
At first I noticed more sensitivity to my balls, which was not bad at all as it added a new level of foreplay for my wife and I. However I started getting very painful ejaculations with that blue ball feeling that aches for hours.
So I’ve stopped taking the HCG and symptoms resolved, but my nuts are a bit smaller. I will talk to my doc about this at our follow up tomorrow.
PVP isn’t taken seriously, and sadly. As I keep telling my wife, it doesn’t matter how small the tunnel off the island is…it’s the only damn tunnel. So sperm have to literally blow out the side, and get reabsorbed into the sac. More sperm = larger blow outs. Maybe it’s the vasectomy technique, and maybe it’s the individual. But it’s real and debilitating.
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/njfs43/hcg_treatment_post_vasectomy/j8it7if/
I love being at a T level >800. It’s a game changer and actually beneficial for well being and physical health compared to any drugs prescribed by a psychologist. But most PCP’s don’t know crap and they are happy if they get your 150 up to 350.
Maybe I should tell a therapist I identify as a hypermasculine disagreeable 18 year old male. I’ve been misgendered my whole life as a hypo-masculine / slightly feminine overweight male.
Pronouns are Beefcake / Spartacus / StudMuffin
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/njfs43/hcg_treatment_post_vasectomy/j8iv9qv/
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/anlmnh/45_had_3_kids_and_a_vasectomy_starting_trt_do_i/j8iwkkc/
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/xqyq09/hcg_besides_fertility_and_testicle_size_is_there/j8j2weo/
https://www.reddit.com/Testosterone/comments/v8h469/trt_with_hcg_post_vasectomy_pain/j8j41st/
ID: 058e83de
Name: BadChadR
Vasectomy Date: 2013
Source: reddit
Posted: 2023-02-14
Storycodes: PSX,LTT
Months: 120
Resolved: Partial
2024.05.16 13:43 _zer0h_ First injections today.
Just completed first injections 15 minutes ago.
500iu of hcg per week
I’m prescribed 150mg of test c per week but I’m going to just start with 100mg and see how I feel.
Both 100% painless. I used my quad for the testosterone. Just quickly jabbed the needle down and that was that. Pulled on the syringe to see if I hit a vein? Nothing came back. So just injected it.
Does anyone alternate legs? Seems like my leg is already a little sore in a way, like I can feel the injection site a bit.
Any advice on taking Anastrazole? I’m trying to take as little as possible here. They just told me to take it every injection day. Is it possible to not take it? What are the symptoms of a spike in estrogen? I’ve read irritated nipples / itchy nipples?
Any tips would be great. Seems pretty straight forward, but it is a lot of work, needles, kind of a commitment.
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500iu of hcg per week
I’m prescribed 150mg of test c per week but I’m going to just start with 100mg and see how I feel.
Both 100% painless. I used my quad for the testosterone. Just quickly jabbed the needle down and that was that. Pulled on the syringe to see if I hit a vein? Nothing came back. So just injected it.
Does anyone alternate legs? Seems like my leg is already a little sore in a way, like I can feel the injection site a bit.
Any advice on taking Anastrazole? I’m trying to take as little as possible here. They just told me to take it every injection day. Is it possible to not take it? What are the symptoms of a spike in estrogen? I’ve read irritated nipples / itchy nipples?
Any tips would be great. Seems pretty straight forward, but it is a lot of work, needles, kind of a commitment.
2024.05.16 04:22 Mediocre_Concern780 T >1500
Hey All,
I am a little stumped. I have been on TRT for about 10 years. Levels have always been within good ranges from 700-900. I went off of it for a year while taking chlomid and hcg as my wife and I were trying to have our biological baby. I have been back on TRT for about 2 months and received my bloodwork and my T levels were over 1500. Free T was 22.6 (6.8-21.5). E is obviously a little elevated at 44 (7.6-44.2). SHBG is on the high end of normal.
Protocol is the same being .28 M/W/F. Only differences are now being down about 10 lbs due to loosing my appetite while off of TRT. Taking 50mg of Vyvanse at 7am and 20 mg Adderall at around 12pm.
Other outliers are Prolactin at 45.9 (3.9-22.7), BUN/Creatinine ratio 6 (9-20) but them by themselves are within normal ranges so my Doctor is not concerned.
I am not concerned about the outliers as I believe they will fall inline when T gets down.
My Doctor and I are stumped on why my levels are so much higher taking the same amount at the same frequency. We are decreasing the injection amount by .08.
Has anyone have had any experience like this, or know why I am having such a different reaction this time? TIA.
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I am a little stumped. I have been on TRT for about 10 years. Levels have always been within good ranges from 700-900. I went off of it for a year while taking chlomid and hcg as my wife and I were trying to have our biological baby. I have been back on TRT for about 2 months and received my bloodwork and my T levels were over 1500. Free T was 22.6 (6.8-21.5). E is obviously a little elevated at 44 (7.6-44.2). SHBG is on the high end of normal.
Protocol is the same being .28 M/W/F. Only differences are now being down about 10 lbs due to loosing my appetite while off of TRT. Taking 50mg of Vyvanse at 7am and 20 mg Adderall at around 12pm.
Other outliers are Prolactin at 45.9 (3.9-22.7), BUN/Creatinine ratio 6 (9-20) but them by themselves are within normal ranges so my Doctor is not concerned.
I am not concerned about the outliers as I believe they will fall inline when T gets down.
My Doctor and I are stumped on why my levels are so much higher taking the same amount at the same frequency. We are decreasing the injection amount by .08.
Has anyone have had any experience like this, or know why I am having such a different reaction this time? TIA.
2024.05.16 01:41 Old-Yak-9230 About to go to therapy tomorrow and I’m scared… also scared to go back to work. Please help.
Was diagnosed on April 9, 2024 and got MTX injection the following day… (HCG still at 47, the decrease is so slow -_-). I’ve been off work ever since. I’m scheduled to see a psychiatrist tomorrow because my doctor suggested it on multiple occasions. I guess it was apparent that I was very sad, which makes sense considering I cry every time I go to the freaking OBGYN because everyone is pregnant everywhere and it just makes me feel empty and horrible.
I’m finally taking her advice, as I know I’ve been burying a lot of feelings and masking my emotions (even though I cry all the time when I’m alone). I don’t know why but at the same time, I’m so reluctant to speak to someone… Why am I so scared? I keep changing my mind - one minute I feel like cancelling the appointment and the next i feel super awful and I tell myself “shit maybe I really do need help”. Has anyone experienced any of these types of feelings?
As for going back to work (scheduled to go back in 1 week) I’m just petrified for some reason. I think it’s worth mentioning that I haven’t disclosed my exact situation to my employer, I’ve been very vague about my “medical condition” this whole time because im afraid my job will be in jeopardy if my boss comes to understand that I’ve been actively trying to conceive… maybe that sounds stupid to some, but that’s how I feel based off of how toxic my boss is. Anyway, if you’ve made it this far I thank you in advance for reading this post. I guess I’m looking for reassurance that going back to work won’t feel horrible… I just wonder when the hell I’ll ever feel normal again.
And I apologize in advance for my ideas being all over the place, I don’t even know if this makes sense. Thanks again.
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I’m finally taking her advice, as I know I’ve been burying a lot of feelings and masking my emotions (even though I cry all the time when I’m alone). I don’t know why but at the same time, I’m so reluctant to speak to someone… Why am I so scared? I keep changing my mind - one minute I feel like cancelling the appointment and the next i feel super awful and I tell myself “shit maybe I really do need help”. Has anyone experienced any of these types of feelings?
As for going back to work (scheduled to go back in 1 week) I’m just petrified for some reason. I think it’s worth mentioning that I haven’t disclosed my exact situation to my employer, I’ve been very vague about my “medical condition” this whole time because im afraid my job will be in jeopardy if my boss comes to understand that I’ve been actively trying to conceive… maybe that sounds stupid to some, but that’s how I feel based off of how toxic my boss is. Anyway, if you’ve made it this far I thank you in advance for reading this post. I guess I’m looking for reassurance that going back to work won’t feel horrible… I just wonder when the hell I’ll ever feel normal again.
And I apologize in advance for my ideas being all over the place, I don’t even know if this makes sense. Thanks again.
2024.05.15 20:46 mndl28 Advice Needed Please
Dear Community,
I have sensory Esotropia and dense amblyopia in my left eye. Approaching my 30th birthday next month, I've yet to undergo any procedures on this eye.
Recently, I explored options to enhance its appearance. Following measurements indicating a 35 BO, treatments such as surgery or botulinum toxin injection were discussed. While the consultant favours surgery for its permanence and suitability for me, my twin brother experienced slight overcorrection after undergoing the surgery for the same conditions.
Considering this, I'm leaning towards starting with botulinum toxin injection to avoid overcorrection.
I'm eager to hear your thoughts and recommendations on whether pursuing surgery later would be advisable.
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I have sensory Esotropia and dense amblyopia in my left eye. Approaching my 30th birthday next month, I've yet to undergo any procedures on this eye.
Recently, I explored options to enhance its appearance. Following measurements indicating a 35 BO, treatments such as surgery or botulinum toxin injection were discussed. While the consultant favours surgery for its permanence and suitability for me, my twin brother experienced slight overcorrection after undergoing the surgery for the same conditions.
Considering this, I'm leaning towards starting with botulinum toxin injection to avoid overcorrection.
I'm eager to hear your thoughts and recommendations on whether pursuing surgery later would be advisable.
2024.05.15 17:49 Apprehensive_Cake993 Three newbie questions - buzzy bee & acupuncture & trigger timing
Hi friends. I'm like 117 hours away from my very first suppression check, but who's counting 😅 and thinking through all these "last minute" questions about stims.
✨ For those who have successfully used the buzzy bee thingy - do you know if it's comparable to using a personal TENS unit? I have a dinky one off Amazon that I haven't used for a few years, and was thinking that, on the right setting, it definitely can get me distracted/focused on whatever's under the pad.
I don't think I'll need it for the subq injections but hey, can't hurt!
✨ Is acupuncture the same feeling as dry needling? I did a single dry needle in my cervical spine a few years ago trying to work on a knot. I HATED it. Couldn't wait for it to be over. Not sure if it just was freaking me out to have it right by my spine, or what. Is acupuncture.... any different? It makes me feel nauseous just thinking about giving it a try.
✨ Finally. Is the final HCG trigger shot nearly always taken in the evening? I assume so given the ~36 hour window. But I'm real anxious about giving this one to myself and trying to understand if the clinic could possibly do it for me, or my PCP, or if I should try a nursing service to come to me......
Thank you in advance for any advice!
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✨ For those who have successfully used the buzzy bee thingy - do you know if it's comparable to using a personal TENS unit? I have a dinky one off Amazon that I haven't used for a few years, and was thinking that, on the right setting, it definitely can get me distracted/focused on whatever's under the pad.
I don't think I'll need it for the subq injections but hey, can't hurt!
✨ Is acupuncture the same feeling as dry needling? I did a single dry needle in my cervical spine a few years ago trying to work on a knot. I HATED it. Couldn't wait for it to be over. Not sure if it just was freaking me out to have it right by my spine, or what. Is acupuncture.... any different? It makes me feel nauseous just thinking about giving it a try.
✨ Finally. Is the final HCG trigger shot nearly always taken in the evening? I assume so given the ~36 hour window. But I'm real anxious about giving this one to myself and trying to understand if the clinic could possibly do it for me, or my PCP, or if I should try a nursing service to come to me......
Thank you in advance for any advice!
2024.05.15 12:06 reracked377 Like... what if?
....
https://zenodo.org/records/6210570
https://ibb.co/0V8yCGB
https://ibb.co/JvncMQ4
https://ibb.co/pLc96p2
https://ibb.co/NVq0CFk
https://ibb.co/sFy0xDY
She looks like Jennifer Doudna, literally:
https://ibb.co/gD5rPy9
What if?
What if the lipo-nanoparticles and the ACE2 gene-silencing CRISPR RNA-gene-drive 'inoculation' program are part of Club of Rome's Odum's "reduce America's population by 2/3rds hopefully voluntarily by 2030?" What if this was and will become Utopia? What if Deagel's 2025 population statistics that accounts for this 2/3rds population reduction, which was sponsored by Kissinger, the Rockefeller foundation and Edwin Deagle Jr., knows more about this?
https://ibb.co/Pr9YffM
https://ibb.co/bvcf1F7
https://ibb.co/b2JcCS1
https://ibb.co/3TK03M0
https://ibb.co/HPs7nX8
https://ibb.co/Rvb0ZDB
Utopia (UK):
https://ibb.co/2KNmdCH
Where is ACE2 located? Also in mitochondria, the cell's battery. Why cancer? CRISPR, mitochondria and p53 disruption, oxidative stress. Once modRNA gets into cells, they're released to hijack cell's machinery to produce full-spike proteins, endlessly. Spike proteins downregulate ACE2-protein expression of mitochondrias and silence p53 the guardian of genome. And the CRISPR Cas9/Cas12a awaits for gRNA to act.
An idea of giving cells the instructions to synthesize pathogenic spike-protein to develop immunity is imbecilic in the first place. But urging people to get one without a prescription promising getting back to normal (that's been destroyed for this purpose) - a crime.
But Rockefeller's (Rockefellos) Cub of Rome would never think of doing anything like this. The network in Utopia is fictional, right? Read Kissinger report, read the Jaffe memo!
Rockefeller's Population Council:
https://ibb.co/Wk9CWhz
https://ibb.co/kQkHmkk
https://ibb.co/Q8dw9QN
https://ibb.co/drTNH1n
https://ibb.co/N2p6vms
You see, just like women refused to smoke in public until they saw it as a form of liberation. Covid is our liberation. If things go to plan. We won't know for many years.
The public would never support the most powerful men working to reduce the numbers of the "lower class" until we saw OURSELVES as a deadly virus to the planet. That's been the goal from the get-go.
In the population control document that Rockefellers sponsored it suggests multiple methods of involuntary sterilization such as adding “fertility control agents” to water supplies, temporary sterilization of all young women “via time-capsule contraceptives,” and compulsory sterilization of men with three or more children.
Those are just ideas they floated, it's not like they ever funded or implemented them. It's not like they made an anti-fertility vaccine! They did.
HCG is the same pregnancy hormone that is used in conjunction with Tetanus in that SAME ROCKEFELLER FOUNDATION FUNDED INDIAN INFERTILITY VACCINE. Doctors in the Philippines and Mexico also claimed to have found HCG in their WHO distributed Tetanus vaccines in the 90s (they did). The WHO didn't fund the development of that Indian vaccine (BECAUSE THE ROCKEFELLER FOUNDATION DID)!
https://ibb.co/cyXwns8
https://ibb.co/y5QVdc6
https://ibb.co/bXNNmhS
https://ibb.co/bKfNqrf
It is important to note that this Anti-fertility vaccine has been in development since 1988 thru 2014 to this day.
It does appear as if the Rockefellers have implemented their "involuntary fertility control" and have used Tetanus vaccines as cover to test this pet project of theirs, but that's speculation.
The goal of the network also reminds me of "Children of Men," originally published in 1992 and set in England in 2021.
https://ibb.co/V3fyDKH
Given the quality of sperm declining due to fluoride, chemical exposure and such, and mRNA-medicine affecting fertility of men and women, that's the exact match.
Joel E Cohen, the Rockefeller University Professor on Population heavily acknowledged the significant drop in fertility rate of white populations in US and EU, explaining driven immigration to sustain the level and boost 'economic prosperity.' As the saying goes, Just as the Egyptians made G‑d’s firstborn (the Israelities) suffer, G‑d punished - measure for measure - the Egyptians’ firstborn. All the firstborn would lose the life-energy that until then kept them alive." This is the 188th Mitzvah and accompanies the gene drive which is Janus to a T. Bye, bye!
https://ibb.co/y41N4NK
https://ibb.co/vBdPw1x
https://ibb.co/rdtvXDH
To solve population bomb, just sterilize the entire world with:
https://ibb.co/mFdwT9S
https://ibb.co/7bzKWZj
https://ibb.co/Y2Bmtp4
https://ibb.co/rbT0hbf
https://ibb.co/Cs33JWK
https://ibb.co/9wS8cfz
https://ibb.co/WpQcVZH
https://ibb.co/XZWnnqF
https://ibb.co/ZcHB5D6
https://ibb.co/tMS5nMq
https://ibb.co/FKggvdg
Presented for your viewing:
https://ibb.co/wrz03dk
https://ibb.co/JWZt7bL
https://ibb.co/qnSyYVp
https://eandt.theiet.org/content/articles/2017/12/darpa-invests-100-million-in-gene-drive-technology/…
Harvard, Wyss Institute - CRISPR-Cas9: Gene-drive:
https://wyss.harvard.edu/media-post/crispr-cas9-gene-drives/
https://ibb.co/wzxtjHh
https://ibb.co/8mJ455t
And to conclude, Epstein associate George Church, who said arranged marriages using gene sequencing as Haredim have been doing is ideal; Epstein associate Martin Nowak - Evolutionary dynamics of CRISPR-Cas9 gene drives (2016)...
https://biorxiv.org/content/10.1101/057281v1.full
...with Matthew Liao, want to design humans using gene editing.
https://ibb.co/QdqsfyJ
https://ibb.co/zQv8rDs
https://ibb.co/PQtDgvh
https://ibb.co/jDQkB7x
https://ibb.co/TR023k6
https://onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/10.1111/bioe.12519
Here's the end; how fun it will be, how fun, indeed:
https://ibb.co/8rbdNzY
In Grant's drawings it says they put the ghost cell in the buffalo and the man eats the buffalo and rots. People won't physically rot from consuming the food, they'll just be sterilized when they take the vaccine, or they will, because Prions.
Like I'm crazy so don't take too much of what is posted here that seriously, but do if your life depends on it.
Utopia experiments manuscript was the plot for 2025. I'm shaking in my socks.
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https://zenodo.org/records/6210570
https://ibb.co/0V8yCGB
https://ibb.co/JvncMQ4
https://ibb.co/pLc96p2
https://ibb.co/NVq0CFk
https://ibb.co/sFy0xDY
She looks like Jennifer Doudna, literally:
https://ibb.co/gD5rPy9
What if the lipo-nanoparticles and the ACE2 gene-silencing CRISPR RNA-gene-drive 'inoculation' program are part of Club of Rome's Odum's "reduce America's population by 2/3rds hopefully voluntarily by 2030?" What if this was and will become Utopia? What if Deagel's 2025 population statistics that accounts for this 2/3rds population reduction, which was sponsored by Kissinger, the Rockefeller foundation and Edwin Deagle Jr., knows more about this?
https://ibb.co/Pr9YffM
"The analysis of the SARS-CoV-2 structure in light of the functioning of the CRISPR-Cas9, Cas12a and CasX mechanism suggests that the virus is man-made through genetic modification. [...] Covid is not acting like other viruses and many various symptoms in human body have been observed. [...] The modifications in the backbone’s phosphate group induced by CRISPR engineering create a highly imbalanced state. The entropy and therefore the repulsion forces strongly dominate in this type of virus."What if they gave you AIDS and sterilized you? What if the optimal CRISPR-Cas9 lock-on markers out of any nGG, ie markers for future gene editing, was part of the plan? And hopefully none of this is sexually transmissible. Sticking a peen in an Extinction Level Event... is it worth the risk? We should ask Ian this. He did look grayer after screwing Jessica.
https://ibb.co/bvcf1F7
https://ibb.co/b2JcCS1
https://ibb.co/3TK03M0
https://ibb.co/HPs7nX8
https://ibb.co/Rvb0ZDB
Utopia (UK):
- "SARS doesn't exist."
- "The planet can support only 1 billion."
- "We leave 5 to 8% unaffected."
- "Janus consists of protein and an amino-acid." (CRISPR)
I chose my own people."
Spikeopathy’: COVID-19 Spike Protein Is Pathogenic, from BOTH Virus and Vaccine mRNA
https://mdpi.com/2227-9059/11/8/2287The modification of mRNA with N1-methylpseudouridine for increased stability leads to the production of spike proteins for months.'
Uncanny similarity of unique inserts in the 2019-nCoV spike protein to HIV-1 gp120 - withdrawn (January 2020)
https://biorxiv.org/content/10.1101/2020.01.30.927871v1Amino acid residues in all the 4 inserts have identity or similarity to those in the HIV-1 gp120 or HIV-1 Gag."What's the common denominator? European DNA. The injection is ethnically adjusted to deplete ACE2-expression of European DNA but not those carry k26r polymorphism, ie. Ashkenazi J's and the Amish.
https://ibb.co/2KNmdCH
Where is ACE2 located? Also in mitochondria, the cell's battery. Why cancer? CRISPR, mitochondria and p53 disruption, oxidative stress. Once modRNA gets into cells, they're released to hijack cell's machinery to produce full-spike proteins, endlessly. Spike proteins downregulate ACE2-protein expression of mitochondrias and silence p53 the guardian of genome. And the CRISPR Cas9/Cas12a awaits for gRNA to act.
An idea of giving cells the instructions to synthesize pathogenic spike-protein to develop immunity is imbecilic in the first place. But urging people to get one without a prescription promising getting back to normal (that's been destroyed for this purpose) - a crime.
But Rockefeller's (Rockefellos) Cub of Rome would never think of doing anything like this. The network in Utopia is fictional, right? Read Kissinger report, read the Jaffe memo!
Rockefeller's Population Council:
"fertility control agent' designed to lower fertility in the society by 5 to 75% less than a present birth rate; to be included in water supply in urban areas." (1969).https://ibb.co/7gJBNwq
https://ibb.co/Wk9CWhz
https://ibb.co/kQkHmkk
https://ibb.co/Q8dw9QN
https://ibb.co/drTNH1n
https://ibb.co/N2p6vms
You see, just like women refused to smoke in public until they saw it as a form of liberation. Covid is our liberation. If things go to plan. We won't know for many years.
The public would never support the most powerful men working to reduce the numbers of the "lower class" until we saw OURSELVES as a deadly virus to the planet. That's been the goal from the get-go.
In the population control document that Rockefellers sponsored it suggests multiple methods of involuntary sterilization such as adding “fertility control agents” to water supplies, temporary sterilization of all young women “via time-capsule contraceptives,” and compulsory sterilization of men with three or more children.
Those are just ideas they floated, it's not like they ever funded or implemented them. It's not like they made an anti-fertility vaccine! They did.
Its not like they ever went thru with an actual involuntary roll out of this tho, we woulda heard about it!You might have seen this 2014 story "debunked." In 2014, Kenyan doctors found traces of HCG in Tetanus vaccines being distributed by WHO/funded by Gates. Why is this important?
HCG is the same pregnancy hormone that is used in conjunction with Tetanus in that SAME ROCKEFELLER FOUNDATION FUNDED INDIAN INFERTILITY VACCINE. Doctors in the Philippines and Mexico also claimed to have found HCG in their WHO distributed Tetanus vaccines in the 90s (they did). The WHO didn't fund the development of that Indian vaccine (BECAUSE THE ROCKEFELLER FOUNDATION DID)!
https://ibb.co/cyXwns8
https://ibb.co/y5QVdc6
https://ibb.co/bXNNmhS
https://ibb.co/bKfNqrf
It is important to note that this Anti-fertility vaccine has been in development since 1988 thru 2014 to this day.
It does appear as if the Rockefellers have implemented their "involuntary fertility control" and have used Tetanus vaccines as cover to test this pet project of theirs, but that's speculation.
The goal of the network also reminds me of "Children of Men," originally published in 1992 and set in England in 2021.
https://ibb.co/V3fyDKH
"Armageddon Begins - Russian Detonates Nuclear Bomb, Kazakhstan Annihilated." The newspaper reads in opening of the film.Did you know that "Children of Men" was written by Phyllis Dorothy James, referencing Pat Frank's "Mr. Adam" and "Alas, Babylon" written back in 1950s?
Children of Men' (2006) Plot - In the year 2027, after 18 years of total human infertility, war and global depression have pushed society to the point of collapse as humanity faces extinction.
Given the quality of sperm declining due to fluoride, chemical exposure and such, and mRNA-medicine affecting fertility of men and women, that's the exact match.
Joel E Cohen, the Rockefeller University Professor on Population heavily acknowledged the significant drop in fertility rate of white populations in US and EU, explaining driven immigration to sustain the level and boost 'economic prosperity.' As the saying goes, Just as the Egyptians made G‑d’s firstborn (the Israelities) suffer, G‑d punished - measure for measure - the Egyptians’ firstborn. All the firstborn would lose the life-energy that until then kept them alive." This is the 188th Mitzvah and accompanies the gene drive which is Janus to a T. Bye, bye!
https://ibb.co/y41N4NK
https://ibb.co/vBdPw1x
https://ibb.co/rdtvXDH
Angiotensin-converting enzymes (ACE) play a dominant role in fertility (2013):
https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/24152441/To solve population bomb, just sterilize the entire world with:
- release bioengineered disease binding and exploiting ACE2
- silence gene expression through CRISPR-Cas9 mRNA
https://ibb.co/mFdwT9S
https://ibb.co/7bzKWZj
https://ibb.co/Y2Bmtp4
https://ibb.co/rbT0hbf
https://ibb.co/Cs33JWK
https://ibb.co/9wS8cfz
https://ibb.co/WpQcVZH
https://ibb.co/XZWnnqF
https://ibb.co/ZcHB5D6
https://ibb.co/tMS5nMq
https://ibb.co/FKggvdg
Presented for your viewing:
https://ibb.co/wrz03dk
https://ibb.co/JWZt7bL
https://ibb.co/qnSyYVp
CRISPCas9 gene drives in genetically variable and nonrandomly mating wild populations (2017)
https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/28560324/A drive targeting Ace2 might therefore conceivably be used for direct population suppression.”DARPA invests $100m in gene-drive technology - new gene-editing technology, which many people fear could lead to deliberate and unintended damage on a huge scale (2017):
https://eandt.theiet.org/content/articles/2017/12/darpa-invests-100-million-in-gene-drive-technology/…
Harvard, Wyss Institute - CRISPR-Cas9: Gene-drive:
https://wyss.harvard.edu/media-post/crispr-cas9-gene-drives/
Little is known about the role of p53 in the regulation of ACE2. An earlier study reported that p53 suppresses the replication of coronavirus through ACE2 degradation in humans.”https://researchgate.net/publication/350180861_A_tissue-_and_gender-specific_regulation_of_the_SARS-CoV-2_receptor_ACE2_by_p53_in_pigs
https://ibb.co/wzxtjHh
https://ibb.co/8mJ455t
And to conclude, Epstein associate George Church, who said arranged marriages using gene sequencing as Haredim have been doing is ideal; Epstein associate Martin Nowak - Evolutionary dynamics of CRISPR-Cas9 gene drives (2016)...
https://biorxiv.org/content/10.1101/057281v1.full
...with Matthew Liao, want to design humans using gene editing.
https://ibb.co/QdqsfyJ
https://ibb.co/zQv8rDs
https://ibb.co/PQtDgvh
https://ibb.co/jDQkB7x
https://ibb.co/TR023k6
https://onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/10.1111/bioe.12519
The Rockefeller Foundation - Bionics, Transhumanism, and the End of Evolution (2019):
https://foresightfordevelopment.org/video-library/bionics-transhumanism-and-the-end-of-evolutionHere's the end; how fun it will be, how fun, indeed:
https://ibb.co/8rbdNzY
In Grant's drawings it says they put the ghost cell in the buffalo and the man eats the buffalo and rots. People won't physically rot from consuming the food, they'll just be sterilized when they take the vaccine, or they will, because Prions.
Like I'm crazy so don't take too much of what is posted here that seriously, but do if your life depends on it.
Utopia experiments manuscript was the plot for 2025. I'm shaking in my socks.
2024.05.15 07:10 Quantum__Tarantino Considering TRT
Male 30. T levels were hovering around 300 ng/dL with free T around 55 pg/mL. FSH was 4.8mIU/mL and LH was 3.0mIU/mL. SHGB was 18nmol/L. Everything is around lower normal end with total T having been low <300 in a few previous tests.
I feel lethargic (and have for many years now). Libido is absolutely fine though. I tried HCG monotherapy a year ago and it killed my natural LH and FSH production as expected but I didn't see any major T boost. New clinic had me try enclomiphine for a month. Did not get followup labs but did not symptomatically feel much different.
We are now talking about T injections but I hear there are permanent infertility risks. Right now the plan is to take HCG with it to mitigate this risk but still concerned I am doing this unnecessarily at a younger age. The hard part is, I don't know what i should be feeling but also want to try T. Do you think the permanent risks are large here for trying it for a month or two?
Side notes that I also have thinning hair and taking finasteride for this (recent prescription for half a year now). It reduces DHT in the body. I surprisingly did not feel any different on it but also recognize DHT is more potent and could help symptom relief even though I felt shit before starting fin anyway. The finasteride and T will fight a bit I imagine (since more T means more DHT biproduct) but the fin is suppose to have a large effect, I hope it will still outweigh the increase in T.
Has anyone microdosed T injection/creams and then supplemented with something like tongkat + lifestyle changes to still get a dramatic T bump but not rely solely on exogenous T to maintain fertility and natural production?
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I feel lethargic (and have for many years now). Libido is absolutely fine though. I tried HCG monotherapy a year ago and it killed my natural LH and FSH production as expected but I didn't see any major T boost. New clinic had me try enclomiphine for a month. Did not get followup labs but did not symptomatically feel much different.
We are now talking about T injections but I hear there are permanent infertility risks. Right now the plan is to take HCG with it to mitigate this risk but still concerned I am doing this unnecessarily at a younger age. The hard part is, I don't know what i should be feeling but also want to try T. Do you think the permanent risks are large here for trying it for a month or two?
Side notes that I also have thinning hair and taking finasteride for this (recent prescription for half a year now). It reduces DHT in the body. I surprisingly did not feel any different on it but also recognize DHT is more potent and could help symptom relief even though I felt shit before starting fin anyway. The finasteride and T will fight a bit I imagine (since more T means more DHT biproduct) but the fin is suppose to have a large effect, I hope it will still outweigh the increase in T.
Has anyone microdosed T injection/creams and then supplemented with something like tongkat + lifestyle changes to still get a dramatic T bump but not rely solely on exogenous T to maintain fertility and natural production?
2024.05.15 04:06 MrKurthal When I was 19 I agreed to take "Phantom Drive." It's been 7 years, and I'm starting to remember my other life. [Part One]
You make pretty regrettable mistakes when you're desperate. Unfortunately, desperation would go on to cost me much more than I ever thought possible.
When I was 19 years old my financial situation wasn't great. In what was left of a crumbling home would be my recovering addict twin sister, and myself. The unfortunate state of our home was all from the even more unfortunate passing of our parents just four years prior. The two hadn't died tragically by any means, thankfully. No.. our parents died of old age, a consequence of having us kids later in life, while not being able to take on the financial burden that would be.. us.
My sister was making the early steps into the college lifestyle, doing her best to stay afloat with my support in funding. Money was tight for the two of us, but as she became more well off on her own, the more content she was with severing the last remaining tie to her childhood.. me.
I didn't hate Xel for her decision, if anything I understood her distancing from this life.. even if it saddened me. So then it was just me! Left to a house with a hole in the ceiling. Believe it or not, life wasn't all to bad even with how considerably down in the dumps it otherwise seemed to be.
However, content as I might have been, it's human nature to want more than you have. Can't say I was to greedy to look for some comfortability in my own home..
And so there it was! The glistening letters of ink outlining my salvation. An advertisement I'd found plastered onto the wall of the small booth I sat at while I waited for the bus to carry me off to work. "$5,000 to those compatible for a recent scientific breakthrough." Under any 'normal' circumstances I would consider this a scam. Hell, I was skeptical as I scanned the letters. Had I been told of this opportunity through spam call or text I would've glossed right over it just as anyone else would have.. but I was desperate.
I think it was the fact that someone, some real person had to have put this paper up on this wall gave me some glimmer of hope for a quick cash grab. Listed bellow the promise of money was details for a number to call regarding interest in the proposition.
I took the bait.. I saw the line, and like some idiot I clamped my teeth down just for that hook to sweep me away.
The corporation I'd come to know as, "The Arsaction," would see me just a week later. There was a brief consultation. They took my weight, age, all things I would've expected. It wasn't until they pulled records regarding my familial situation that I began to find this whole ordeal.. suspicious.
To 'begin' to find things suspicious only at this point is foolish, something I full understand, but I feel the need to reinforce the fact that I, Lex McKarthy, was desperate.
Everything by this point seemed pretty legit. The blood tests, the doctors office, the tests were.. reasonable. What was I to suspect? Everything was so vague, and truth be told I honestly didn't even expect anything to come of this visit. All the doctors, all the consultants seemed so disinterested in my features.. but when they realized I had no one, everything seemed to change.
Suddenly ears perked, suddenly doors closed, suddenly I was.. exactly what they were looking for. Every feature of myself was so painfully average. I was anyman, I was.. nothing. Despite their best efforts to be discreate, I knew it was only the fact that nobody would come looking for me that peaked their interests.
My stomach dropped when I was faced with a pen in my hand, trembling over that NDA. Every fiber of me cursed myself for never considering putting just a minute of research into 'The Arsaction,' however a video briefing would ease my nerves. Nobody knew who The Arsaction was. There was no public record of their existence, and that NDA would make sure that they continued to never exist.
I was stupid, I was irrational, I was in over my head! But I was desperate.. and I had nothing else.
"I have nothing else.. I have nothing else!"
It was a mantra I chanted as I was injected with that substance. The substance that turned my blood orange, made my skin freakishly thin.
And then I went home.
That was it. I was given my sum of money, and I was sent home. They told me I was, "good to go," and no number of questions would get a one of them to speak. I was only met with who I'd assume to be security guiding me out of the building.
Not a word more of what I'd just been injected with, only given instructions to not dwell on mirrors for too long. That was it, just some ominous instructions. So I left, as befuddled as I arrived. Relief washed over me as I made my way home. The anxiety I'd received from such an ominous buildup was all waved by the fact that I was somehow just.. good to go?
Relief quickly turned to panic as the inherent nature of it all being too good to be true set in. I expected to die, I expected some visit from government agents, I expected anything and everything, but as months turned to years.. Nothing ever came of it. No mirror ever caused me any harm, which was its own anxiety I'd have to overcome simply because of the absurd nature or such a request.
I hoped it was.. some prank. Everything was well... for a time. Of course to disturb my peace, my sister called.
I just.. watched the phone ring. My sister, someone who I hadn't spoken to in upwards of 8 years was suddenly ringing me up. When I finally had answered, her question left me speechless.
"Hey Lex. would you happen to remember Mom's recipe for that egg toast? I think I left the cookbook at your place."
I felt my ears ring. The question was so.. casual. She entirely skipped the part where we discussed how she's been, how I'm doing. She spoke to me like we'd hung out only days ago.
At the time I'd thought I was just being dramatic, but looking back on it I can only justify my own hesitation to respond.
"W-..what?"
I stammered like a fool, but I was firm in my disbelief.
"Yeah, it should be in the book on the counter?"
I looked over my shoulder to my kitchen counter, past the toaster I never bought, and over to the book she spoke of. My jaw hung heavy, the whole interaction feeling like a dream.
With one hand I held the phone, and with the other I began to skim the pages of the book letting my eyes linger on mom's cinnamon roll recipe for a bit longer than intended.
"Lex.. are you ok?"
My sister inquired on the other end. I suddenly felt sick.. falling the the ground and laying on my back. This wasn't happening.
"Lex? Are you alright!?"
My sister repeated back more urgently, followed by her assurance that she would be over soon to check on me. But.. no company ever arrived. After hours the line just dropped, and I fell asleep there on that cold, wooden floor, paralyzed with a feeling I couldn't wrap my head around.
When I finally gathered the composure to stand I would try to call Xel back. A frown dawned my face when she never answered. Somehow this didn’t surprise me, and I was lead to believe that she had never called me in the first place. The thing is, the book was still on my counter, and her call was still logged on my phone.
Still, I hadn’t known Xel to do something like this. It wasn’t in her nature to do something so cruel, to act like all this time hadn’t passed.
But it has. Years have gone by and nothing but radio silence from her, a silence I feared would go on. The following days I would continue to attempt to call her, but to no avail.
I had to come to terms with the fact that, as quickly as she had returned too my life, Xel was once again gone. I’m ashamed to admit that, just as I’d forgotten that experience with The Arsaction several years ago, I’d forgotten about my own sister.
Even if she wouldn’t call back, I was inspired to begin looking through old family pictures, and this is where the oddities would start to fester.
I found a picture of Xel and I just.. eating breakfast. Usually my mom was off to work by then, but it was a special occasion. It was a day I remember so vividly. I was 14 years old at this time, and had awoke to the sweet smell of cinnamon rolls filling the air. After all, it was Xel’s and I’s birthday. All was right with the world, all as I climbed from the messy sheets in my dark room. It was abundantly clear that the bulb of the light beside my bed had burnt out over the course of the night, and the closed blinds didn't aid my vision as I stumbled around my room in search of my door.
An oddity presented itself in the fashion of aimless wondering. Where was the nob? One I'd become so accustomed to.. not needing to open? I'd never closed my door. Not the previous night, not ever. Not to the behest of my mother who'd always taken annoyance to closed doors, some trait of my grandmother's to which my mom had unfortunately inherited.
Breakfast took the form of two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, and slightly burnt French-Toast. My previous assumption of cinnamon rolls unfortunately missed the mark, however I wouldn't object to this. I wish I could convince myself that I was wrong. Something so mundane, something so insignificant to the events in this story, however the first notable instance of a curse that I couldn't pinpoint
My mother had already seen herself off to work by this point, and so I was faced with the responsibilities of seeing myself out to the bus. Some routine I'd become far too used to; The minutes passed, leaving me with nothing to do but wait by the door for a buss that would never arrive.
If the door being shut and the cinnamon rolls being a different meal entirely had left me with a minor confusion, then suddenly being seated in the passenger seat of my mother's car listening to the nonchalant complaints from my twin sister about the nuances freshmen year math shot me into a disarray I couldn't possibly quantify.
I think one of the scariest things for me is the fact that I thought nothing of it. I hadn't freaked out. No scene was made to express what should have been one of the more disturbing instances of my childhood.
I could chalk up the mistaking breakfast for something else as me just misremembering events.. But something unmistakable is the fact that somehow my mom both never drove me to school, yet the fact that she.. always had.
If you're confused, I understand. I am too, because the contradicting nature of my memory is something that haunts me to no end.
Things were easier as a child. That's often the case, but ever sense I stopped aging, I've begun to notice the oddities presented by life that are.. inexplainable. I'm not even sure where to start with researching my predicament.
The Mandela Effect is something that I feel needs no introduction. To those who don't know, the Mandela Effect, in brief, is a phenomenon that incurs when you "misremember" something. Think of a card, now imagine you saw that card as a child and it had a single heart drawn on it's center. Now, years later you are discussing this card with someone else just for them to tell you that the heart you swear, the heart you KNOW you saw.. was a diamond. You tell them they are wrong, you shake your head, chuckle nervously.. But then they present you with the card.
Your stomach drops. This can't be the card, there is no way! Only it is the card, and when you come to the realization that it is in fact the card you'd seen as a child, you are filled with a mix of confusion, fascination, and quite possibly denial.
Most often, the Mandela Effect is associated with silly things like books titles, and board game mascots, but my experience is far beyond such things. It's the only phenomenon I've found that seems even within the realm of explaining my predicament. Problem is, the more I think, the more is wrong.
All of me wishes it all ended with that one childhood experience! But it didn't. In fact, the more I consider my childhood, the more contradictions I notice. Part of me believes I could handle this if it was limited to my childhood, but it's not. This.. experience... It effects my every day!
I'm not losing my mind, I'm just picking up crumbs that I never dropped. Not.. losing my mind, just finding more "mind" than the inventory should account for.
As I stop and think now, I’m understanding that my memories are.. overlapping. Other mirrored versions of myself and my memories will occasionally cross paths, and when they do it causes me to misremember. Not because I don’t remember, but because my memories conflict with one another.
I wish I could see someone about this, but I’m worried the consequences of me seeking someone out.. still, we make dumb mistakes when we are desperate, and I’m starting to feel desperate again.
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When I was 19 years old my financial situation wasn't great. In what was left of a crumbling home would be my recovering addict twin sister, and myself. The unfortunate state of our home was all from the even more unfortunate passing of our parents just four years prior. The two hadn't died tragically by any means, thankfully. No.. our parents died of old age, a consequence of having us kids later in life, while not being able to take on the financial burden that would be.. us.
My sister was making the early steps into the college lifestyle, doing her best to stay afloat with my support in funding. Money was tight for the two of us, but as she became more well off on her own, the more content she was with severing the last remaining tie to her childhood.. me.
I didn't hate Xel for her decision, if anything I understood her distancing from this life.. even if it saddened me. So then it was just me! Left to a house with a hole in the ceiling. Believe it or not, life wasn't all to bad even with how considerably down in the dumps it otherwise seemed to be.
However, content as I might have been, it's human nature to want more than you have. Can't say I was to greedy to look for some comfortability in my own home..
And so there it was! The glistening letters of ink outlining my salvation. An advertisement I'd found plastered onto the wall of the small booth I sat at while I waited for the bus to carry me off to work. "$5,000 to those compatible for a recent scientific breakthrough." Under any 'normal' circumstances I would consider this a scam. Hell, I was skeptical as I scanned the letters. Had I been told of this opportunity through spam call or text I would've glossed right over it just as anyone else would have.. but I was desperate.
I think it was the fact that someone, some real person had to have put this paper up on this wall gave me some glimmer of hope for a quick cash grab. Listed bellow the promise of money was details for a number to call regarding interest in the proposition.
I took the bait.. I saw the line, and like some idiot I clamped my teeth down just for that hook to sweep me away.
The corporation I'd come to know as, "The Arsaction," would see me just a week later. There was a brief consultation. They took my weight, age, all things I would've expected. It wasn't until they pulled records regarding my familial situation that I began to find this whole ordeal.. suspicious.
To 'begin' to find things suspicious only at this point is foolish, something I full understand, but I feel the need to reinforce the fact that I, Lex McKarthy, was desperate.
Everything by this point seemed pretty legit. The blood tests, the doctors office, the tests were.. reasonable. What was I to suspect? Everything was so vague, and truth be told I honestly didn't even expect anything to come of this visit. All the doctors, all the consultants seemed so disinterested in my features.. but when they realized I had no one, everything seemed to change.
Suddenly ears perked, suddenly doors closed, suddenly I was.. exactly what they were looking for. Every feature of myself was so painfully average. I was anyman, I was.. nothing. Despite their best efforts to be discreate, I knew it was only the fact that nobody would come looking for me that peaked their interests.
My stomach dropped when I was faced with a pen in my hand, trembling over that NDA. Every fiber of me cursed myself for never considering putting just a minute of research into 'The Arsaction,' however a video briefing would ease my nerves. Nobody knew who The Arsaction was. There was no public record of their existence, and that NDA would make sure that they continued to never exist.
I was stupid, I was irrational, I was in over my head! But I was desperate.. and I had nothing else.
"I have nothing else.. I have nothing else!"
It was a mantra I chanted as I was injected with that substance. The substance that turned my blood orange, made my skin freakishly thin.
And then I went home.
That was it. I was given my sum of money, and I was sent home. They told me I was, "good to go," and no number of questions would get a one of them to speak. I was only met with who I'd assume to be security guiding me out of the building.
Not a word more of what I'd just been injected with, only given instructions to not dwell on mirrors for too long. That was it, just some ominous instructions. So I left, as befuddled as I arrived. Relief washed over me as I made my way home. The anxiety I'd received from such an ominous buildup was all waved by the fact that I was somehow just.. good to go?
Relief quickly turned to panic as the inherent nature of it all being too good to be true set in. I expected to die, I expected some visit from government agents, I expected anything and everything, but as months turned to years.. Nothing ever came of it. No mirror ever caused me any harm, which was its own anxiety I'd have to overcome simply because of the absurd nature or such a request.
I hoped it was.. some prank. Everything was well... for a time. Of course to disturb my peace, my sister called.
I just.. watched the phone ring. My sister, someone who I hadn't spoken to in upwards of 8 years was suddenly ringing me up. When I finally had answered, her question left me speechless.
"Hey Lex. would you happen to remember Mom's recipe for that egg toast? I think I left the cookbook at your place."
I felt my ears ring. The question was so.. casual. She entirely skipped the part where we discussed how she's been, how I'm doing. She spoke to me like we'd hung out only days ago.
At the time I'd thought I was just being dramatic, but looking back on it I can only justify my own hesitation to respond.
"W-..what?"
I stammered like a fool, but I was firm in my disbelief.
"Yeah, it should be in the book on the counter?"
I looked over my shoulder to my kitchen counter, past the toaster I never bought, and over to the book she spoke of. My jaw hung heavy, the whole interaction feeling like a dream.
With one hand I held the phone, and with the other I began to skim the pages of the book letting my eyes linger on mom's cinnamon roll recipe for a bit longer than intended.
"Lex.. are you ok?"
My sister inquired on the other end. I suddenly felt sick.. falling the the ground and laying on my back. This wasn't happening.
"Lex? Are you alright!?"
My sister repeated back more urgently, followed by her assurance that she would be over soon to check on me. But.. no company ever arrived. After hours the line just dropped, and I fell asleep there on that cold, wooden floor, paralyzed with a feeling I couldn't wrap my head around.
When I finally gathered the composure to stand I would try to call Xel back. A frown dawned my face when she never answered. Somehow this didn’t surprise me, and I was lead to believe that she had never called me in the first place. The thing is, the book was still on my counter, and her call was still logged on my phone.
Still, I hadn’t known Xel to do something like this. It wasn’t in her nature to do something so cruel, to act like all this time hadn’t passed.
But it has. Years have gone by and nothing but radio silence from her, a silence I feared would go on. The following days I would continue to attempt to call her, but to no avail.
I had to come to terms with the fact that, as quickly as she had returned too my life, Xel was once again gone. I’m ashamed to admit that, just as I’d forgotten that experience with The Arsaction several years ago, I’d forgotten about my own sister.
Even if she wouldn’t call back, I was inspired to begin looking through old family pictures, and this is where the oddities would start to fester.
I found a picture of Xel and I just.. eating breakfast. Usually my mom was off to work by then, but it was a special occasion. It was a day I remember so vividly. I was 14 years old at this time, and had awoke to the sweet smell of cinnamon rolls filling the air. After all, it was Xel’s and I’s birthday. All was right with the world, all as I climbed from the messy sheets in my dark room. It was abundantly clear that the bulb of the light beside my bed had burnt out over the course of the night, and the closed blinds didn't aid my vision as I stumbled around my room in search of my door.
An oddity presented itself in the fashion of aimless wondering. Where was the nob? One I'd become so accustomed to.. not needing to open? I'd never closed my door. Not the previous night, not ever. Not to the behest of my mother who'd always taken annoyance to closed doors, some trait of my grandmother's to which my mom had unfortunately inherited.
Breakfast took the form of two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, and slightly burnt French-Toast. My previous assumption of cinnamon rolls unfortunately missed the mark, however I wouldn't object to this. I wish I could convince myself that I was wrong. Something so mundane, something so insignificant to the events in this story, however the first notable instance of a curse that I couldn't pinpoint
My mother had already seen herself off to work by this point, and so I was faced with the responsibilities of seeing myself out to the bus. Some routine I'd become far too used to; The minutes passed, leaving me with nothing to do but wait by the door for a buss that would never arrive.
If the door being shut and the cinnamon rolls being a different meal entirely had left me with a minor confusion, then suddenly being seated in the passenger seat of my mother's car listening to the nonchalant complaints from my twin sister about the nuances freshmen year math shot me into a disarray I couldn't possibly quantify.
I think one of the scariest things for me is the fact that I thought nothing of it. I hadn't freaked out. No scene was made to express what should have been one of the more disturbing instances of my childhood.
I could chalk up the mistaking breakfast for something else as me just misremembering events.. But something unmistakable is the fact that somehow my mom both never drove me to school, yet the fact that she.. always had.
If you're confused, I understand. I am too, because the contradicting nature of my memory is something that haunts me to no end.
Things were easier as a child. That's often the case, but ever sense I stopped aging, I've begun to notice the oddities presented by life that are.. inexplainable. I'm not even sure where to start with researching my predicament.
The Mandela Effect is something that I feel needs no introduction. To those who don't know, the Mandela Effect, in brief, is a phenomenon that incurs when you "misremember" something. Think of a card, now imagine you saw that card as a child and it had a single heart drawn on it's center. Now, years later you are discussing this card with someone else just for them to tell you that the heart you swear, the heart you KNOW you saw.. was a diamond. You tell them they are wrong, you shake your head, chuckle nervously.. But then they present you with the card.
Your stomach drops. This can't be the card, there is no way! Only it is the card, and when you come to the realization that it is in fact the card you'd seen as a child, you are filled with a mix of confusion, fascination, and quite possibly denial.
Most often, the Mandela Effect is associated with silly things like books titles, and board game mascots, but my experience is far beyond such things. It's the only phenomenon I've found that seems even within the realm of explaining my predicament. Problem is, the more I think, the more is wrong.
All of me wishes it all ended with that one childhood experience! But it didn't. In fact, the more I consider my childhood, the more contradictions I notice. Part of me believes I could handle this if it was limited to my childhood, but it's not. This.. experience... It effects my every day!
I'm not losing my mind, I'm just picking up crumbs that I never dropped. Not.. losing my mind, just finding more "mind" than the inventory should account for.
As I stop and think now, I’m understanding that my memories are.. overlapping. Other mirrored versions of myself and my memories will occasionally cross paths, and when they do it causes me to misremember. Not because I don’t remember, but because my memories conflict with one another.
I wish I could see someone about this, but I’m worried the consequences of me seeking someone out.. still, we make dumb mistakes when we are desperate, and I’m starting to feel desperate again.
2024.05.15 04:02 MrKurthal When I was 19 I agreed to take "Phantom Drive." It's been 7 years, and I'm starting to remember my other life. [Part One]
You make pretty regrettable mistakes when you're desperate. Unfortunately, desperation would go on to cost me much more than I ever thought possible.
When I was 19 years old my financial situation wasn't great. In what was left of a crumbling home would be my recovering addict twin sister, and myself. The unfortunate state of our home was all from the even more unfortunate passing of our parents just four years prior. The two hadn't died tragically by any means, thankfully. No.. our parents died of old age, a consequence of having us kids later in life, while not being able to take on the financial burden that would be.. us.
My sister was making the early steps into the college lifestyle, doing her best to stay afloat with my support in funding. Money was tight for the two of us, but as she became more well off on her own, the more content she was with severing the last remaining tie to her childhood.. me.
I didn't hate Xel for her decision, if anything I understood her distancing from this life.. even if it saddened me. So then it was just me! Left to a house with a hole in the ceiling. Believe it or not, life wasn't all to bad even with how considerably down in the dumps it otherwise seemed to be.
However, content as I might have been, it's human nature to want more than you have. Can't say I was to greedy to look for some comfortability in my own home..
And so there it was! The glistening letters of ink outlining my salvation. An advertisement I'd found plastered onto the wall of the small booth I sat at while I waited for the bus to carry me off to work. "$5,000 to those compatible for a recent scientific breakthrough." Under any 'normal' circumstances I would consider this a scam. Hell, I was skeptical as I scanned the letters. Had I been told of this opportunity through spam call or text I would've glossed right over it just as anyone else would have.. but I was desperate.
I think it was the fact that someone, some real person had to have put this paper up on this wall gave me some glimmer of hope for a quick cash grab. Listed bellow the promise of money was details for a number to call regarding interest in the proposition.
I took the bait.. I saw the line, and like some idiot I clamped my teeth down just for that hook to sweep me away.
The corporation I'd come to know as, "The Arsaction," would see me just a week later. There was a brief consultation. They took my weight, age, all things I would've expected. It wasn't until they pulled records regarding my familial situation that I began to find this whole ordeal.. suspicious.
To 'begin' to find things suspicious only at this point is foolish, something I full understand, but I feel the need to reinforce the fact that I, Lex McKarthy, was desperate.
Everything by this point seemed pretty legit. The blood tests, the doctors office, the tests were.. reasonable. What was I to suspect? Everything was so vague, and truth be told I honestly didn't even expect anything to come of this visit. All the doctors, all the consultants seemed so disinterested in my features.. but when they realized I had no one, everything seemed to change.
Suddenly ears perked, suddenly doors closed, suddenly I was.. exactly what they were looking for. Every feature of myself was so painfully average. I was anyman, I was.. nothing. Despite their best efforts to be discreate, I knew it was only the fact that nobody would come looking for me that peaked their interests.
My stomach dropped when I was faced with a pen in my hand, trembling over that NDA. Every fiber of me cursed myself for never considering putting just a minute of research into 'The Arsaction,' however a video briefing would ease my nerves. Nobody knew who The Arsaction was. There was no public record of their existence, and that NDA would make sure that they continued to never exist.
I was stupid, I was irrational, I was in over my head! But I was desperate.. and I had nothing else.
"I have nothing else.. I have nothing else!"
It was a mantra I chanted as I was injected with that substance. The substance that turned my blood orange, made my skin freakishly thin.
And then I went home.
That was it. I was given my sum of money, and I was sent home. They told me I was, "good to go," and no number of questions would get a one of them to speak. I was only met with who I'd assume to be security guiding me out of the building.
Not a word more of what I'd just been injected with, only given instructions to not dwell on mirrors for too long. That was it, just some ominous instructions. So I left, as befuddled as I arrived. Relief washed over me as I made my way home. The anxiety I'd received from such an ominous buildup was all waved by the fact that I was somehow just.. good to go?
Relief quickly turned to panic as the inherent nature of it all being too good to be true set in. I expected to die, I expected some visit from government agents, I expected anything and everything, but as months turned to years.. Nothing ever came of it. No mirror ever caused me any harm, which was its own anxiety I'd have to overcome simply because of the absurd nature or such a request.
I hoped it was.. some prank. Everything was well... for a time. Of course to disturb my peace, my sister called.
I just.. watched the phone ring. My sister, someone who I hadn't spoken to in upwards of 8 years was suddenly ringing me up. When I finally had answered, her question left me speechless.
"Hey Lex. would you happen to remember Mom's recipe for that egg toast? I think I left the cookbook at your place."
I felt my ears ring. The question was so.. casual. She entirely skipped the part where we discussed how she's been, how I'm doing. She spoke to me like we'd hung out only days ago.
At the time I'd thought I was just being dramatic, but looking back on it I can only justify my own hesitation to respond.
"W-..what?"
I stammered like a fool, but I was firm in my disbelief.
"Yeah, it should be in the book on the counter?"
I looked over my shoulder to my kitchen counter, past the toaster I never bought, and over to the book she spoke of. My jaw hung heavy, the whole interaction feeling like a dream.
With one hand I held the phone, and with the other I began to skim the pages of the book letting my eyes linger on mom's cinnamon roll recipe for a bit longer than intended.
"Lex.. are you ok?"
My sister inquired on the other end. I suddenly felt sick.. falling the the ground and laying on my back. This wasn't happening.
"Lex? Are you alright!?"
My sister repeated back more urgently, followed by her assurance that she would be over soon to check on me. But.. no company ever arrived. After hours the line just dropped, and I fell asleep there on that cold, wooden floor, paralyzed with a feeling I couldn't wrap my head around.
When I finally gathered the composure to stand I would try to call Xel back. A frown dawned my face when she never answered. Somehow this didn’t surprise me, and I was lead to believe that she had never called me in the first place. The thing is, the book was still on my counter, and her call was still logged on my phone.
Still, I hadn’t known Xel to do something like this. It wasn’t in her nature to do something so cruel, to act like all this time hadn’t passed.
But it has. Years have gone by and nothing but radio silence from her, a silence I feared would go on. The following days I would continue to attempt to call her, but to no avail.
I had to come to terms with the fact that, as quickly as she had returned too my life, Xel was once again gone. I’m ashamed to admit that, just as I’d forgotten that experience with The Arsaction several years ago, I’d forgotten about my own sister.
Even if she wouldn’t call back, I was inspired to begin looking through old family pictures, and this is where the oddities would start to fester.
I found a picture of Xel and I just.. eating breakfast. Usually my mom was off to work by then, but it was a special occasion. It was a day I remember so vividly. I was 14 years old at this time, and had awoke to the sweet smell of cinnamon rolls filling the air. After all, it was Xel’s and I’s birthday. All was right with the world, all as I climbed from the messy sheets in my dark room. It was abundantly clear that the bulb of the light beside my bed had burnt out over the course of the night, and the closed blinds didn't aid my vision as I stumbled around my room in search of my door.
An oddity presented itself in the fashion of aimless wondering. Where was the nob? One I'd become so accustomed to.. not needing to open? I'd never closed my door. Not the previous night, not ever. Not to the behest of my mother who'd always taken annoyance to closed doors, some trait of my grandmother's to which my mom had unfortunately inherited.
Breakfast took the form of two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, and slightly burnt French-Toast. My previous assumption of cinnamon rolls unfortunately missed the mark, however I wouldn't object to this. I wish I could convince myself that I was wrong. Something so mundane, something so insignificant to the events in this story, however the first notable instance of a curse that I couldn't pinpoint
My mother had already seen herself off to work by this point, and so I was faced with the responsibilities of seeing myself out to the bus. Some routine I'd become far too used to; The minutes passed, leaving me with nothing to do but wait by the door for a buss that would never arrive.
If the door being shut and the cinnamon rolls being a different meal entirely had left me with a minor confusion, then suddenly being seated in the passenger seat of my mother's car listening to the nonchalant complaints from my twin sister about the nuances freshmen year math shot me into a disarray I couldn't possibly quantify.
I think one of the scariest things for me is the fact that I thought nothing of it. I hadn't freaked out. No scene was made to express what should have been one of the more disturbing instances of my childhood.
I could chalk up the mistaking breakfast for something else as me just misremembering events.. But something unmistakable is the fact that somehow my mom both never drove me to school, yet the fact that she.. always had.
If you're confused, I understand. I am too, because the contradicting nature of my memory is something that haunts me to no end.
Things were easier as a child. That's often the case, but ever sense I stopped aging, I've begun to notice the oddities presented by life that are.. inexplainable. I'm not even sure where to start with researching my predicament.
The Mandela Effect is something that I feel needs no introduction. To those who don't know, the Mandela Effect, in brief, is a phenomenon that incurs when you "misremember" something. Think of a card, now imagine you saw that card as a child and it had a single heart drawn on it's center. Now, years later you are discussing this card with someone else just for them to tell you that the heart you swear, the heart you KNOW you saw.. was a diamond. You tell them they are wrong, you shake your head, chuckle nervously.. But then they present you with the card.
Your stomach drops. This can't be the card, there is no way! Only it is the card, and when you come to the realization that it is in fact the card you'd seen as a child, you are filled with a mix of confusion, fascination, and quite possibly denial.
Most often, the Mandela Effect is associated with silly things like books titles, and board game mascots, but my experience is far beyond such things. It's the only phenomenon I've found that seems even within the realm of explaining my predicament. Problem is, the more I think, the more is wrong.
All of me wishes it all ended with that one childhood experience! But it didn't. In fact, the more I consider my childhood, the more contradictions I notice. Part of me believes I could handle this if it was limited to my childhood, but it's not. This.. experience... It effects my every day!
I'm not losing my mind, I'm just picking up crumbs that I never dropped. Not.. losing my mind, just finding more "mind" than the inventory should account for.
As I stop and think now, I’m understanding that my memories are.. overlapping. Other mirrored versions of myself and my memories will occasionally cross paths, and when they do it causes me to misremember. Not because I don’t remember, but because my memories conflict with one another.
I wish I could see someone about this, but I’m worried the consequences of me seeking someone out.. still, we make dumb mistakes when we are desperate, and I’m starting to feel desperate again.
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When I was 19 years old my financial situation wasn't great. In what was left of a crumbling home would be my recovering addict twin sister, and myself. The unfortunate state of our home was all from the even more unfortunate passing of our parents just four years prior. The two hadn't died tragically by any means, thankfully. No.. our parents died of old age, a consequence of having us kids later in life, while not being able to take on the financial burden that would be.. us.
My sister was making the early steps into the college lifestyle, doing her best to stay afloat with my support in funding. Money was tight for the two of us, but as she became more well off on her own, the more content she was with severing the last remaining tie to her childhood.. me.
I didn't hate Xel for her decision, if anything I understood her distancing from this life.. even if it saddened me. So then it was just me! Left to a house with a hole in the ceiling. Believe it or not, life wasn't all to bad even with how considerably down in the dumps it otherwise seemed to be.
However, content as I might have been, it's human nature to want more than you have. Can't say I was to greedy to look for some comfortability in my own home..
And so there it was! The glistening letters of ink outlining my salvation. An advertisement I'd found plastered onto the wall of the small booth I sat at while I waited for the bus to carry me off to work. "$5,000 to those compatible for a recent scientific breakthrough." Under any 'normal' circumstances I would consider this a scam. Hell, I was skeptical as I scanned the letters. Had I been told of this opportunity through spam call or text I would've glossed right over it just as anyone else would have.. but I was desperate.
I think it was the fact that someone, some real person had to have put this paper up on this wall gave me some glimmer of hope for a quick cash grab. Listed bellow the promise of money was details for a number to call regarding interest in the proposition.
I took the bait.. I saw the line, and like some idiot I clamped my teeth down just for that hook to sweep me away.
The corporation I'd come to know as, "The Arsaction," would see me just a week later. There was a brief consultation. They took my weight, age, all things I would've expected. It wasn't until they pulled records regarding my familial situation that I began to find this whole ordeal.. suspicious.
To 'begin' to find things suspicious only at this point is foolish, something I full understand, but I feel the need to reinforce the fact that I, Lex McKarthy, was desperate.
Everything by this point seemed pretty legit. The blood tests, the doctors office, the tests were.. reasonable. What was I to suspect? Everything was so vague, and truth be told I honestly didn't even expect anything to come of this visit. All the doctors, all the consultants seemed so disinterested in my features.. but when they realized I had no one, everything seemed to change.
Suddenly ears perked, suddenly doors closed, suddenly I was.. exactly what they were looking for. Every feature of myself was so painfully average. I was anyman, I was.. nothing. Despite their best efforts to be discreate, I knew it was only the fact that nobody would come looking for me that peaked their interests.
My stomach dropped when I was faced with a pen in my hand, trembling over that NDA. Every fiber of me cursed myself for never considering putting just a minute of research into 'The Arsaction,' however a video briefing would ease my nerves. Nobody knew who The Arsaction was. There was no public record of their existence, and that NDA would make sure that they continued to never exist.
I was stupid, I was irrational, I was in over my head! But I was desperate.. and I had nothing else.
"I have nothing else.. I have nothing else!"
It was a mantra I chanted as I was injected with that substance. The substance that turned my blood orange, made my skin freakishly thin.
And then I went home.
That was it. I was given my sum of money, and I was sent home. They told me I was, "good to go," and no number of questions would get a one of them to speak. I was only met with who I'd assume to be security guiding me out of the building.
Not a word more of what I'd just been injected with, only given instructions to not dwell on mirrors for too long. That was it, just some ominous instructions. So I left, as befuddled as I arrived. Relief washed over me as I made my way home. The anxiety I'd received from such an ominous buildup was all waved by the fact that I was somehow just.. good to go?
Relief quickly turned to panic as the inherent nature of it all being too good to be true set in. I expected to die, I expected some visit from government agents, I expected anything and everything, but as months turned to years.. Nothing ever came of it. No mirror ever caused me any harm, which was its own anxiety I'd have to overcome simply because of the absurd nature or such a request.
I hoped it was.. some prank. Everything was well... for a time. Of course to disturb my peace, my sister called.
I just.. watched the phone ring. My sister, someone who I hadn't spoken to in upwards of 8 years was suddenly ringing me up. When I finally had answered, her question left me speechless.
"Hey Lex. would you happen to remember Mom's recipe for that egg toast? I think I left the cookbook at your place."
I felt my ears ring. The question was so.. casual. She entirely skipped the part where we discussed how she's been, how I'm doing. She spoke to me like we'd hung out only days ago.
At the time I'd thought I was just being dramatic, but looking back on it I can only justify my own hesitation to respond.
"W-..what?"
I stammered like a fool, but I was firm in my disbelief.
"Yeah, it should be in the book on the counter?"
I looked over my shoulder to my kitchen counter, past the toaster I never bought, and over to the book she spoke of. My jaw hung heavy, the whole interaction feeling like a dream.
With one hand I held the phone, and with the other I began to skim the pages of the book letting my eyes linger on mom's cinnamon roll recipe for a bit longer than intended.
"Lex.. are you ok?"
My sister inquired on the other end. I suddenly felt sick.. falling the the ground and laying on my back. This wasn't happening.
"Lex? Are you alright!?"
My sister repeated back more urgently, followed by her assurance that she would be over soon to check on me. But.. no company ever arrived. After hours the line just dropped, and I fell asleep there on that cold, wooden floor, paralyzed with a feeling I couldn't wrap my head around.
When I finally gathered the composure to stand I would try to call Xel back. A frown dawned my face when she never answered. Somehow this didn’t surprise me, and I was lead to believe that she had never called me in the first place. The thing is, the book was still on my counter, and her call was still logged on my phone.
Still, I hadn’t known Xel to do something like this. It wasn’t in her nature to do something so cruel, to act like all this time hadn’t passed.
But it has. Years have gone by and nothing but radio silence from her, a silence I feared would go on. The following days I would continue to attempt to call her, but to no avail.
I had to come to terms with the fact that, as quickly as she had returned too my life, Xel was once again gone. I’m ashamed to admit that, just as I’d forgotten that experience with The Arsaction several years ago, I’d forgotten about my own sister.
Even if she wouldn’t call back, I was inspired to begin looking through old family pictures, and this is where the oddities would start to fester.
I found a picture of Xel and I just.. eating breakfast. Usually my mom was off to work by then, but it was a special occasion. It was a day I remember so vividly. I was 14 years old at this time, and had awoke to the sweet smell of cinnamon rolls filling the air. After all, it was Xel’s and I’s birthday. All was right with the world, all as I climbed from the messy sheets in my dark room. It was abundantly clear that the bulb of the light beside my bed had burnt out over the course of the night, and the closed blinds didn't aid my vision as I stumbled around my room in search of my door.
An oddity presented itself in the fashion of aimless wondering. Where was the nob? One I'd become so accustomed to.. not needing to open? I'd never closed my door. Not the previous night, not ever. Not to the behest of my mother who'd always taken annoyance to closed doors, some trait of my grandmother's to which my mom had unfortunately inherited.
Breakfast took the form of two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, and slightly burnt French-Toast. My previous assumption of cinnamon rolls unfortunately missed the mark, however I wouldn't object to this. I wish I could convince myself that I was wrong. Something so mundane, something so insignificant to the events in this story, however the first notable instance of a curse that I couldn't pinpoint
My mother had already seen herself off to work by this point, and so I was faced with the responsibilities of seeing myself out to the bus. Some routine I'd become far too used to; The minutes passed, leaving me with nothing to do but wait by the door for a buss that would never arrive.
If the door being shut and the cinnamon rolls being a different meal entirely had left me with a minor confusion, then suddenly being seated in the passenger seat of my mother's car listening to the nonchalant complaints from my twin sister about the nuances freshmen year math shot me into a disarray I couldn't possibly quantify.
I think one of the scariest things for me is the fact that I thought nothing of it. I hadn't freaked out. No scene was made to express what should have been one of the more disturbing instances of my childhood.
I could chalk up the mistaking breakfast for something else as me just misremembering events.. But something unmistakable is the fact that somehow my mom both never drove me to school, yet the fact that she.. always had.
If you're confused, I understand. I am too, because the contradicting nature of my memory is something that haunts me to no end.
Things were easier as a child. That's often the case, but ever sense I stopped aging, I've begun to notice the oddities presented by life that are.. inexplainable. I'm not even sure where to start with researching my predicament.
The Mandela Effect is something that I feel needs no introduction. To those who don't know, the Mandela Effect, in brief, is a phenomenon that incurs when you "misremember" something. Think of a card, now imagine you saw that card as a child and it had a single heart drawn on it's center. Now, years later you are discussing this card with someone else just for them to tell you that the heart you swear, the heart you KNOW you saw.. was a diamond. You tell them they are wrong, you shake your head, chuckle nervously.. But then they present you with the card.
Your stomach drops. This can't be the card, there is no way! Only it is the card, and when you come to the realization that it is in fact the card you'd seen as a child, you are filled with a mix of confusion, fascination, and quite possibly denial.
Most often, the Mandela Effect is associated with silly things like books titles, and board game mascots, but my experience is far beyond such things. It's the only phenomenon I've found that seems even within the realm of explaining my predicament. Problem is, the more I think, the more is wrong.
All of me wishes it all ended with that one childhood experience! But it didn't. In fact, the more I consider my childhood, the more contradictions I notice. Part of me believes I could handle this if it was limited to my childhood, but it's not. This.. experience... It effects my every day!
I'm not losing my mind, I'm just picking up crumbs that I never dropped. Not.. losing my mind, just finding more "mind" than the inventory should account for.
As I stop and think now, I’m understanding that my memories are.. overlapping. Other mirrored versions of myself and my memories will occasionally cross paths, and when they do it causes me to misremember. Not because I don’t remember, but because my memories conflict with one another.
I wish I could see someone about this, but I’m worried the consequences of me seeking someone out.. still, we make dumb mistakes when we are desperate, and I’m starting to feel desperate again.
2024.05.15 02:21 Own-Experience6969 No changes with HCG?
Hey!
I just recently started taking 250ui of hCG three times per week on injection days (750ui/week) about 3 weeks ago. Reason being is I’ve been on testosterone cypionate TRT for three years and I am looking to regain fertility (I haven’t tested yet so unsure if I’m infertile) to have kids in the near future.
My dilemma… it doesn’t feel like I’ve added anything to my protocol. I have not experienced elevated E2 symptoms. I haven’t experienced anything indifferent with the addition of HCG that I’ve been feeling over the past three years on just TRT alone.
The brand is Pregnyl through empower pharmacy with Defy. I have my consultation next week with my TRT clinician but I wanted to reach out and simply ask - what should I be experiencing with the addition of HCG? My testicles are still small. My ball sack is still tight. No difference in load size. no difference in mental gains/losses. It feels as if I’m just injecting saline.
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I just recently started taking 250ui of hCG three times per week on injection days (750ui/week) about 3 weeks ago. Reason being is I’ve been on testosterone cypionate TRT for three years and I am looking to regain fertility (I haven’t tested yet so unsure if I’m infertile) to have kids in the near future.
My dilemma… it doesn’t feel like I’ve added anything to my protocol. I have not experienced elevated E2 symptoms. I haven’t experienced anything indifferent with the addition of HCG that I’ve been feeling over the past three years on just TRT alone.
The brand is Pregnyl through empower pharmacy with Defy. I have my consultation next week with my TRT clinician but I wanted to reach out and simply ask - what should I be experiencing with the addition of HCG? My testicles are still small. My ball sack is still tight. No difference in load size. no difference in mental gains/losses. It feels as if I’m just injecting saline.
2024.05.15 01:00 Markeeg TRT Testosterone Propionate Injection Questions?
Starting some Empower branded Prop tomorrow and wondering the best way to inject it will I be able to use my 31G 5/16 insulin syringes that I use for HCG or my 27G 1/2 that I use for Cyp?Is it ok to inject the stuff SUBQ or do I have to go back in time to IM injects?
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2024.05.15 00:58 Markeeg Testosterone Propionate Injection Questions?
Starting some Empower branded Prop tomorrow and wondering the best way to inject it will I be able to use my 31G 5/16 insulin syringes that I use for HCG or my 27G 1/2 that I use for Cyp?Is it ok to inject the stuff SUBQ or do I have to go back in time to IM injects?
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2024.05.14 21:59 Proof-Performer-1368 TRT injections, HCG and clomid
Hell all I've been on injections of TRT and HCG. For about 2 months now, im on 160mg a week of test cyp, and 250 IU of HCG, I want to start a family soon, my Dr told me they would take me off TRT and just put me on clomid, but my question is can you take clomid, HCG, and test? Has anyone ever done that and gotten their wife pregnant? Thanks
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2024.05.14 21:03 FlameoSG Stumble Guys Patch Notes - Update 0.71
 | Run Stumbler, RunGet ready for an electrifying update, Stumblers! Patch 0.71 introduces the thrilling Laser Dash Legendary, where you'll navigate through intense new laser waves and push your reflexes to the limit. Plus, challenge yourself with our new Time Trials feature across all game modes, and track your prowess on the new Friend Leaderboard. Dive into the action, master the lasers, and race against time in this exciting new update!https://preview.redd.it/ucdw4j5tuf0d1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=a1012128fb73228e9db7c778429659886a2cdc71 NEW MAPLaser Dash LegendaryLaser Dash Legendary is the second Level of this type that we are implementing in the game. As the name suggests, it is based on Laser Dash. In this Level, players will not only face Block Dash and Legendary Block Dash waves but also encounter a new variety of unique laser waves. Simultaneously, moving lasers will spawn throughout the gameplay area, making it increasingly difficult to find a safe spot. As time progresses, so does the difficulty. The number of lasers increases incrementally. Initially, orange lasers (the standard type) appear on the ground. First, the green lasers (the slowest) on the sides begin to move, and finally, the blue lasers on the sides (which are the fastest) come into play. At the last minute, two green lasers will appear on the ground as the final challenge. The map can accommodate 32 players, but it is particularly recommended for 16 or 8 players (in the 2nd and 3rd rounds). Can you discover the Pro-Moves for Legendary Laser Dash? NEW FEATURETime Trials - Available in version 0.71.1Welcome to a thrilling new chapter in Stumble Guys, where every tick of the clock amplifies your gaming experience. Now times are recorded in all game modes, injecting fresh, adrenaline-fueled Time Trials into your gameplay. New Friend Leaderboard for Time Trials Elevate your game with our new Friend Leaderboard, tracking and displaying the best times from you and your friends across all game modes (except for Custom Parties—more info about this below). See how you stack up and strive for the top with every run. The Friend Leaderboard reset seasonally. https://preview.redd.it/895sw9c7vf0d1.png?width=1245&format=png&auto=webp&s=3a1cdc765f96afbc5c0de8214b2fc2f379808bec When engaging in Race Maps, Time Trials feature will automatically record your times and place you in the Leaderboard against your friends. You’ll receive notifications at the end of each run if you break a personal or a friend's record, boosting your Leaderboard position. https://preview.redd.it/rqa07xccvf0d1.png?width=1220&format=png&auto=webp&s=0ebb6aa09bf1d0f8cd2ffd3b19c830148464ac6c Custom Parties and Time Trials Note that while Time Trials operate in Custom Parties, records from this mode are maintained solely for your viewing and don't affect your standing on the Friend Leaderboard. This private record-keeping enables you to refine strategies or simply enjoy the thrill of competition within your group. Personal records, including any new personal records set during the game, are displayed at the end of each Race Level. https://preview.redd.it/tzlzvjmfvf0d1.png?width=1242&format=png&auto=webp&s=832b6a7bb2449b21a3b038045920bd1fb3c06a5a Updated Settings Menu Finally, this version also introduces a revamp to the Settings Menu, which is now divided into categories. The “Interface” one allows you to set the Time Trials screen timer on or off. Whether the timer is displayed or not, your record will always be saved and even displayed in the Leaderboard in case your time is good enough to rank. https://preview.redd.it/a0i4734kvf0d1.png?width=1145&format=png&auto=webp&s=2791e431f7483982926236652453126d98eea8df We have also introduced a setting tailored to content creators and some of our community challenges: the "Show Race Time - Elimination" option. When enabled, this feature displays an in-game timer during elimination Levels, adding a fun and engaging element to your content without competitive tracking. Please note that no personal or friend records will be recorded or saved on Elimination Maps; this feature is designed solely to enhance entertainment and content creation. https://preview.redd.it/jpw8csflvf0d1.png?width=1122&format=png&auto=webp&s=5f7c08ef97a06bdef41a118cb57623918c4dca28 Tell us what you think of Time Trials in the comments! CosmeticsEmotes
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2024.05.14 15:23 Legitimate-Fee-6771 Lupron Supression— ments recurrent losses
So — I’m moving on to FET number 6 after this loss clears fully. I started with 11 untested embryos . I did 3 single embryo transfers resulting in a chemical, ectopic of unknown location and MMC identical twins. I then thawed and tested my remaining 8 embryos …. I lost 2 to aneuploidy .. and had 5 euploid and 1 mosaic left. I did a single transfer that resulted in a chemical — and then a double transfer that resulted in a MMC of a singleton. I’m down to my last 2 euploids.
My protocol the last two FETs included a round of doxy for possible endometritis, 2 baby aspirin a day , 10mg prednisone increased to 25 at bfp, 40mg lovenox , plaquenil 2x a day, LDN, NAC, prenatal probiotic, prenatal, extra folate , b12 and iron …… all of my losses are unexplained and I have had 1 live birth who I got pregnant with naturally with none of all this extra fuss — I do have a history of moderate to severe RA for which I’m also on Enbrel and suflasaline but I had that for my live birth too.
Anyways I asked to try suppressing with Lupron — I wanted to do the daily dose for 60 days — well my RE wants to do the large single dose for 30. He said it works just as well —- but idk. I’ve had friends with a similar history do the 60 day, daily dose and it worked for them — these are my last 2 euploids and both will be going in and I’m worried that 30 days isn’t enough— I told him I’d rather do the daily one —- but he said it’s effectiveness is the same.
Since I’m still waiting for my hcg to resolve — I have time- so anyone who did Lupron and it worked for you — what was your protocol? Any idea if this single dose is as effective. After so many fails I’m honestly loosing trust in my doctor —-
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My protocol the last two FETs included a round of doxy for possible endometritis, 2 baby aspirin a day , 10mg prednisone increased to 25 at bfp, 40mg lovenox , plaquenil 2x a day, LDN, NAC, prenatal probiotic, prenatal, extra folate , b12 and iron …… all of my losses are unexplained and I have had 1 live birth who I got pregnant with naturally with none of all this extra fuss — I do have a history of moderate to severe RA for which I’m also on Enbrel and suflasaline but I had that for my live birth too.
Anyways I asked to try suppressing with Lupron — I wanted to do the daily dose for 60 days — well my RE wants to do the large single dose for 30. He said it works just as well —- but idk. I’ve had friends with a similar history do the 60 day, daily dose and it worked for them — these are my last 2 euploids and both will be going in and I’m worried that 30 days isn’t enough— I told him I’d rather do the daily one —- but he said it’s effectiveness is the same.
Since I’m still waiting for my hcg to resolve — I have time- so anyone who did Lupron and it worked for you — what was your protocol? Any idea if this single dose is as effective. After so many fails I’m honestly loosing trust in my doctor —-
2024.05.14 13:27 CreamyStanTheMan Previous drug addiction and TRT causing gyno? Or is it all in my head?
I wrote a massive post explaining my history of drug addiction and why I'm now on TRT. I explained why I think these factors might be contributing to gyno, but Reddit bugged out and deleted it. So frustrating, but shit happens. I just wrote the most important parts below, because cba to write it all again.
Really hope someone could give me their opinion on this. I'm 29 and I've been on TRT for 8 months, my E2 became elavated for a while when my doctor introduced HCG. I tried many different protocols in an attempt to lower e2 without taking an AI. I went as low as 90mg T, but I still had awful e2 side effects, mainly debilitating anxiety. Eventualy I tried a tiny dose of an AI and the anxiety disappeared.
also worth mentioning, my prolactin has been fluctuating for years as I used to be addicted to opiates, alcohol, and benzos. Ive been clean off these drugs for almost 3yrs now, although I'm still tapering off kratom. Sadly my prolactin can still be high due to the kratom, and is either within the normal range or occasionally as high as 800. Until recently my weekly protocol was the following:
3x injections of 67mg testosterone cypionate (200mg total)
3x injections of HCG (1500iu total)
1x small dose of aromacin (3mg)
I've decided to lower my testosterone to 150mg as I think it's unnecessarily high, and is probably causing my e2 to rise again. I've always had big beef burger nipples, but they've definitely gotten more puffy looking since starting TRT. Do you think I'm slowly developing gyno because my TRT dose is too high, or am I panicking over nothing?
Really appreciate any advice or opinions on this. I’ll be honest it’s stressing me out, I can't stop thinking about it.
https://preview.redd.it/if6riyfihd0d1.jpg?width=664&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ff59a8fe2e3c57ff087e79eba4fd8bff642a85b2
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submitted by CreamyStanTheMan to trt [link] [comments]
Really hope someone could give me their opinion on this. I'm 29 and I've been on TRT for 8 months, my E2 became elavated for a while when my doctor introduced HCG. I tried many different protocols in an attempt to lower e2 without taking an AI. I went as low as 90mg T, but I still had awful e2 side effects, mainly debilitating anxiety. Eventualy I tried a tiny dose of an AI and the anxiety disappeared.
also worth mentioning, my prolactin has been fluctuating for years as I used to be addicted to opiates, alcohol, and benzos. Ive been clean off these drugs for almost 3yrs now, although I'm still tapering off kratom. Sadly my prolactin can still be high due to the kratom, and is either within the normal range or occasionally as high as 800. Until recently my weekly protocol was the following:
3x injections of 67mg testosterone cypionate (200mg total)
3x injections of HCG (1500iu total)
1x small dose of aromacin (3mg)
I've decided to lower my testosterone to 150mg as I think it's unnecessarily high, and is probably causing my e2 to rise again. I've always had big beef burger nipples, but they've definitely gotten more puffy looking since starting TRT. Do you think I'm slowly developing gyno because my TRT dose is too high, or am I panicking over nothing?
Really appreciate any advice or opinions on this. I’ll be honest it’s stressing me out, I can't stop thinking about it.
https://preview.redd.it/if6riyfihd0d1.jpg?width=664&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ff59a8fe2e3c57ff087e79eba4fd8bff642a85b2
https://preview.redd.it/an29nxfihd0d1.jpg?width=560&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d1473a10b8353cb765803cc2cd4eb31819210e25
https://preview.redd.it/dt10bzfihd0d1.jpg?width=745&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=eb10b61945458254c4e41245ca977c68da599c2f
https://preview.redd.it/bwc800gihd0d1.jpg?width=460&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=886e0cf6674159e9a7e5858aa6dac335bf808b42
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2024.05.14 12:54 CreamyStanTheMan Previous drug addiction and TRT causing gyno? Or is it all in my head?
Pics below 👇
I wrote a massive post explaining my history of drug addiction and why I'm now on TRT. I explained why I think these factors might be contributing to gyno, but Reddit bugged out and deleted it. So frustrating, but shit happens. I just wrote the most important parts below, because cba to write it all again.
Really hope someone could give me their opinion on this. I'm 29 and I've been on TRT for 8 months, my E2 became elavated for a while when my doctor introduced HCG. I tried many different protocols in an attempt to lower e2 without taking an AI. I went as low as 90mg T, but I still had awful e2 side effects, mainly debilitating anxiety. Eventualy I tried a tiny dose of an AI and the anxiety disappeared.
also worth mentioning, my prolactin has been fluctuating for years as I used to be addicted to opiates, alcohol, and benzos. Ive been clean off these drugs for almost 3yrs now, although I'm still tapering off kratom. Sadly my prolactin can still be high due to the kratom, and is either within the normal range or occasionally as high as 800. Until recently my weekly protocol was the following:
3x injections of 67mg testosterone cypionate (200mg total)
3x injections of HCG (1500iu total)
1x small dose of aromacin (3mg)
I've decided to lower my testosterone to 150mg as I think it's unnecessarily high, and is probably causing my e2 to rise again. I've always had big beef burger nipples, but they've definitely gotten more puffy looking since starting TRT. Do you think I'm slowly developing gyno because my TRT dose is too high, or am I panicking over nothing?
Really appreciate any advice or opinions on this. I’ll be honest it’s stressing me out, I can't stop thinking about it.
https://preview.redd.it/if6riyfihd0d1.jpg?width=664&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ff59a8fe2e3c57ff087e79eba4fd8bff642a85b2
https://preview.redd.it/an29nxfihd0d1.jpg?width=560&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d1473a10b8353cb765803cc2cd4eb31819210e25
https://preview.redd.it/dt10bzfihd0d1.jpg?width=745&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=eb10b61945458254c4e41245ca977c68da599c2f
https://preview.redd.it/bwc800gihd0d1.jpg?width=460&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=886e0cf6674159e9a7e5858aa6dac335bf808b42
https://preview.redd.it/2o6fhzfihd0d1.jpg?width=703&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8cf734648af0e1c4911176dd7960f668d609fb04
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I wrote a massive post explaining my history of drug addiction and why I'm now on TRT. I explained why I think these factors might be contributing to gyno, but Reddit bugged out and deleted it. So frustrating, but shit happens. I just wrote the most important parts below, because cba to write it all again.
Really hope someone could give me their opinion on this. I'm 29 and I've been on TRT for 8 months, my E2 became elavated for a while when my doctor introduced HCG. I tried many different protocols in an attempt to lower e2 without taking an AI. I went as low as 90mg T, but I still had awful e2 side effects, mainly debilitating anxiety. Eventualy I tried a tiny dose of an AI and the anxiety disappeared.
also worth mentioning, my prolactin has been fluctuating for years as I used to be addicted to opiates, alcohol, and benzos. Ive been clean off these drugs for almost 3yrs now, although I'm still tapering off kratom. Sadly my prolactin can still be high due to the kratom, and is either within the normal range or occasionally as high as 800. Until recently my weekly protocol was the following:
3x injections of 67mg testosterone cypionate (200mg total)
3x injections of HCG (1500iu total)
1x small dose of aromacin (3mg)
I've decided to lower my testosterone to 150mg as I think it's unnecessarily high, and is probably causing my e2 to rise again. I've always had big beef burger nipples, but they've definitely gotten more puffy looking since starting TRT. Do you think I'm slowly developing gyno because my TRT dose is too high, or am I panicking over nothing?
Really appreciate any advice or opinions on this. I’ll be honest it’s stressing me out, I can't stop thinking about it.
https://preview.redd.it/if6riyfihd0d1.jpg?width=664&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ff59a8fe2e3c57ff087e79eba4fd8bff642a85b2
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https://preview.redd.it/bwc800gihd0d1.jpg?width=460&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=886e0cf6674159e9a7e5858aa6dac335bf808b42
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2024.05.14 04:09 Tiny_Link3803 Where’d the Ropes Disappear To? Massive Juevo Shrinkage
Hey y’all, 30 y/o new to this subreddit, and honestly just Reddit in general so please don’t torch me too hard if I’m rehashing or breaking some unspoken rule. I’ve been on TRT for some years now, and have noticed insane shrinkage in the nut department (both size and production). It’s gotten to the point where it almost seems hollow. I used HCG some in the past, and it helped a bit, but definitely not to the levels of what others have reported. Curious if maybe my prescribed dosage was far too low, or if I should be mixing with an herbal supplement aside from Maca? My girl doesn’t care, but psychologically it’s frustrating, and climax is a fraction of what it used to be. I’ve recently taken a break from the HCG as the site I used to get it is pretty pricey, and again, the results weren’t great with a twice weekly injection. Any advice or suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
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2024.05.14 03:13 Far-Plate2503 How long does it take for the body to get used to progesterone
I am a cis-male on TRT. I have started using HCG to help with insomnia. HCG simulates testicles to produce Testosterone, Pregnenolone, Progesterone, etc. It helped with insomnia but 15 minutes after injections I get this intense high (It's like being on an MDMA or drunk). I have read in this community many reports of progesterone high. My hypothesis is that HCG increases my progesterone and that's the cause of the high feeling. I am planning to run some blood tests to prove this but assuming this is the case, how long does it take for the body to get used to progesterone and the high feeling to go away. I have been on HCG for 2 months now and I am still getting the high. If anything it's even more intense now.
If I had not other responsibility and could be high for months, it's not a bad side-effect lool
Getting high is not a know side-effect of HCG. My doctor has no idea what’s going on. So I am doing my own research. Yes, I am not trans but I am asking about trans experience. Since many trans women reported getting high from progesterone, I am simply asking does that feeling go away. If yes, how long until your body gets used to it. This is the only lead I have after weeks of research on this topic. There are no reported HCG highs anywhere that I can find. Trying to connect dotes here. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
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If I had not other responsibility and could be high for months, it's not a bad side-effect lool
Getting high is not a know side-effect of HCG. My doctor has no idea what’s going on. So I am doing my own research. Yes, I am not trans but I am asking about trans experience. Since many trans women reported getting high from progesterone, I am simply asking does that feeling go away. If yes, how long until your body gets used to it. This is the only lead I have after weeks of research on this topic. There are no reported HCG highs anywhere that I can find. Trying to connect dotes here. Any help would be greatly appreciated.