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  <title>The Cyberbarony of St. Sebastian</title>
  <subtitle>cincoflex</subtitle>
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    <name>cincoflex</name>
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  <updated>2017-06-03T22:04:18Z</updated>
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    <title>Shit</title>
    <published>2017-06-03T22:04:18Z</published>
    <updated>2017-06-03T22:04:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Took a nap, got up, and promptly passed several huge blood clots into my underwear. like half the size of golf-balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys must be tired of hearing about all my uterine woes, but I'm documenting it so I know when and where stuff happened, and honestly, I need the comfort of women who empathize and understand this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it IS shit. Physically and emotionally I am so, so tired of this ongoing nightmare. Having to hobble to the store to buy huge bulky pads while trying not to bleed through the small pads I have is a nightmare. Knowing I can't call my doctor until Monday is a nightmare. Trying to figure out if this is the start of a period or if the clots are an isolated incident is a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I still have over a month before surgery, and I need to go through more tests is a fucking nightmare as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the verge of crying right now. The stress of work, home life and now this physical issue is putting me over the top and I just feel so alone right now. I don't mean to drag anyone else down with me, but it's been a long time since I felt this low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cincoflex&amp;ditemid=3508" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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