They are lovers, she likes to think. Lovers, teased by the taunts of death, who casts an iron grip in cursed war and whose long-limbed, spoilt hand has held them tight all this time. She’s a lover, and so is he, trapped yet reconciled, redeemed yet broken. She sometimes plays with the possibility of real love untouched by violence, or a romanticised version of combat, but the backdrop of war has made a too-perfect stage for their hollowed hearts. So instead, they will pirouette and waltz across violent ends and violent beginnings, refusing to speak and refusing to touch. Because they have tried so hard to be invincible; convinced of life and so irrevocably shy of death. However, the time has finally come, as it always has been, and she shuts her eyes, like he shuts his, and they are quiet.
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I was wondering if any of your followers that are 350lbs+ are on Nexplanon? I'm going to see an ob/gyn in a couple weeks and I'm worried that they'll say no to BC because I'm really fat and cause I have super irregular periods :(
Can anyone help?
PS: I am so sorry you have to deal with that stress. You dont deserve it! You should be able to go to a doctor without fear of discrimination or ill treatment. I really hope things go better than you fear, but your apprehension is totally valid.