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I might need to make a whole new tag for this, but…

My high school experience was so awful due to the school that I was zoned for, and attended, that I let the principal know at the end of my senior year when we were discussing something — that I suppose I will eventually get to — that I didn’t want the school to contact me after graduation for any reason, and I made sure to hide well enough not to be invited to my first class reunion. So far, I haven’t been contacted, which is good, and I speculate that I won’t be invited to any class reunions since I have made my desire not to attend any of them abundantly clear. To date, I am only friends with one single person that attended my high school the same time as me on Facebook, and he only attended my freshman year before his father, being in the military, was assigned somewhere else and he had to move. Anyway, getting to the actual point of this…

My high school became a four-year high school during my freshman year, and we had an almost record-setting number of bomb threats called in that year. The next year, though… radio silence. I eventually found out that a teacher had accidentally admitted to a student that all bomb threats called in that year were actively being ignored because the school administration had requested that they be ignored and no action taken on them. I would have much rathered that action be taken on bomb threats being called in when there were no bombs on campus than for there to actually be, or have been, a bomb on campus that administration “ignored” because they didn’t like having to order that the school be evacuated each time this occurred. And for the rest of the time that I was a student at this school, we didn’t have a single bomb threat, so I knew that any that were being called in were being ignored. It weren’t as though our school, or even this city, was low on crime. People could have gotten killed due to administration not wanting “inconvenience”.

We had the same principal from the school’s inception until 2006, so I can’t really speak beyond that point.

Prednisone hates me and still clearly hates me.

I’ve seen the doctor once for this and I was prescribed antibiotic gel to put on the wound at dressing changes, but… that isn’t actually going well, so I will probably have to see the doctor again for the wounds that Bub gave me on my right arm pinching me while having meltdowns, because apparently he broke skin and now it is infected. I also have a few other surface-level Staph infections on random places on my skin that continue to be and stay bandaged and are hidden by clothes, but I’ve been off of prednisone long enough to be able to get my booster COVID-19 shot (finally!). I think at the end of the day, prednisone has broken me as I’ve referenced several times already in here. I wouldn’t have taken it again if my primary care doctor and pulmonologist didn’t tell me to continue the burst and taper that I had been prescribed due to a worsening of asthma symptoms. And on top of that, I feel like I should have held out for the J&J booster rather than get the Pfizer booster recommended by the pharmacy because I actually feel sick, not just “feel sick” like you do when you get immunized and your body is beginning to make antibodies to fight actual contact of the virus with should the need ever arise (as it likely will during, well, a pandemic of all things).

Either that or I should have waited longer than I did to get re-vaccinated even if I waited “long enough”…

Honestly, this should not have surprised me at all.

I am once again being failed by my pain management clinic, who for the second month in a row sees fit to drop my Fioricet usage from once per day if needed to five days in a month “because you could be getting medication overuse headache” even though that has repeatedly been ruled out in my medical files over the course of the several years that we have failed to do this song and dance. So I guess the alternative to that is me being in pain for extended periods of time, wishing that migraine patients (I have the diagnosis, you’ve seen the inside of my head through MRI scan because that was how you found out I have a brain tumor) were taken as seriously as patients who present to the medical profession for other pain-related reasons.

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