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I want some fillers to fix nasolabial folds but have had trouble finding people that have a sure method to avoid occlusion on my skin tone. I've had people recommend getting fillers directly there but that would definitely weigh down my face, and the people who've recommended cheeks (for a pulling/lifting method) say they look for visual markers (e.g. going pale) to avoid occlusion
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I would pay more just to have them use an ultrasound or something specialized to avoid this
TIA

I only get a breakout every 1-2 years, usually small but to be fair I normally take meds once I notice, so not sure what the extent would be without meds.
I had a protected vaginal sex encounter almost 3 weeks ago, no oral. Had no symptoms for 2.5 weeks. Yesterday started with a small irritation after a major trigger (intense alcohol night with little sleep) and today it is clearly a breakout.
Went to the doctor today because I wanted to see my chances of it being a new type 2 infection from that encounter, he said highly unlikely and that it presents like a reoccurring breakout (however it got bigger as the day went on). He didn’t swab because he felt it wasn’t necessary and said meds wouldn’t do much at this point but I could use them if I want.
I’m noticing more lesions than my typical breakout would be, but it is the same spot I always get it, and the cycle is going fast. What was a normal patch of skin this morning has already been a bit inflamed, a blister and then popped in a couple hours.
I’m just curious if any GHSV1 people have reoccurring breakouts that are quite a lot of blisters even years down the line? Or does this sound like a new HSV2 infection?
Also no flu symptoms or groin pain, and the sores themselves are relatively painless just a bit tender when wiping.

I (28f) visited a clinic yesterday for a consultation with a gynaecologist. After 7 years of infertility my husband and I decided to go forward with the surgery that I’ve been pushing off for a while. The clinic I visit(they have a lot of branches) is knows for their slow rate of work. Just getting registered and getting a token takes 20 minutes. My appointment was for 3:30 and since I stay an hour away and it takes 20 minutes to register I reached at 3. That’s where the issues started. Clinic wasn’t crowded and I was the only one at the reception and yet it took them 30 minutes to register me. And then after vitals the doctor saw me at 4:15.. I was already annoyed with them since it way later than my appointment time but kept my cool. After the doctors visit she told me to get some tests done. I went to the counter to collect the papers and they told me to wait until I get approval from my insurance for the test. After 20 minutes I ask them about the approval and they tell me that the lab is another building and that they will call my name there so I should have gone to that building that’s 5 minutes walk away. It upset me that they did not tell this in the beginning. Anyways we go to lab and I tell the receptionist about my test and approval and she said that they haven’t sent my application for approval yet. They usually send the application as soon as they get it but for some reason mine wasn’t sent. They send it and they tell me it’s will be a minimum of 30 minutes for approval. So I tell them that I’ll just have some food and come back since I haven’t had lunch yet. And they stop me saying since they aren’t busy approval will come soon and I just have to get a my blood drawn. I agree to wait and 20 minutes pass again and I ask the receptionist again and she said couple of minutes more. After what felt like forever we get the approval and then they tell me that I need to go back to the building where the doctor is and pay for the tests there. I asked why they could not just take my payment in the lab they said it’s procedure. I again annoyed went to pay. It’s hot , I’m annoyed and hungry. When I Reached the doctors building again there is just 1 counter for payment and a huge line. They guy who is collecting the payment was not at his seat and there is another person behind the counter on his phone ignoring people. I stand in line for 10 minutes and the cashier finally comes but he started attending people who want to schedule a future appointment. After waiting in line for a while and the line not moving I lost it. I went to the main reception and asked in a raised voice if there is just one cashier for the long line of people .I then went on to tell them about the whole process and the ridiculous payment process and the commotion urged people to come forward too. Some people have been in the clinic for more than 4 hours and it doesn’t take that long of you have an appointment. After that they added more people to process payments and send people home. After coming home my husband told me that I shouldn’t have done what I did since it was unnecessary but I disagree. it was 6:30 in the evening when I finally got my test done.. So AITA??

I am on TRT through my physician. On July 5. I have an appointment to do follow-up bloodwork for my TRT. How long before this bloodwork should I stop the Osterine? Or do I even have to stop? I have currently been on Osterine for three weeks. I’m trying to get an idea of what would show on this bloodwork. I don’t want anything to be alarming to the doctor that would cause him to stop or lessen my testosterone prescription.

Hey bros,
i Would like to discuss this topic further regarding my last post.
When i made that post, i was uneducated and thought that fooling around with someone with HIV = 100% chance of hiv.
To make it short, i had intercourse with a male, i was bottom, he wasn't wearing a condom, he isn't tested positive, but not negative either. He didn't ejaculate.
Well, for everyone who might have the same type og scare as me, here's something for you to read.
HIV is the LEAST contagious disease of the ones we know.
Heres some stats that show how likely you are to be infected, if you sleep with a positive person.
- Sexual ActivitiesReceptive Anal Intercourse: 138 / 10.000 (with ejaculation, without is lower)Insertive Anal Intercourse :11 / 10.000Receptive Penile-Vaginal Intercourse: 8 / 10.000Insertive Penile-Vaginal Intercourse: 4 / 10.000Receptive Oral Intercourse: LowInsertive Oral Intercourse: Low
PEP is only for special cases
I talked to both doctors and people who specialize in this kind of stuff, in my case, i will NEVER be given PEP, the risk is simply to small.
I was almost laughed at and told that the risk of me actually getting HIV even if he is positive, is so small, that even our smartest supercomputers can't calculate the risk.
Heres some points that made my case so incredibly small, you can check mark yourself, and see if you're in a similar case.

1. There was no ejaculation (YES, there can be some vira in the pre-ejaculation, but the amount of pre-ejaculation contra the amount of semen is just so small, that it's almost impossible to get infected this way).
2. He isn't positive or negative
3. He didn't have any bleeding cuts in his penis
4. We are from Europe, HIV is basically non-present here.
5. I do not sleep with men all the time, this is the first man i've been with.
6. Hes ONLY topping - look at the risk for top men above, its SMALL.

Conclusion:
USE PROTECTION!! Even though the odds of getting it is small in every case, its always better to be protected, but if you sleep with someone who is HIV positive, don't think too much about it, if its possible, get PEP in under 72 hours, if you're out of the time window, the odds of you getting it is REALLY ^small, (depending on your situation, if it's like mine you really should be good.)
Keep in mind, that if you sleep with unprotected with guys who are positive, your risk will ''increase'' every time, as the stats are cumulative. So if you were to bottom for 50 HIV positive men who finish in you, your odds would be more or less 50%, but good luck finding 50 HIV positive men who aren't on PrEP.
I would like to hear your thoughts about the subject, please correct me if im wrong in anything above.
Have fun but have fun SAFE!!

Hello everyone!
I am a 23 year old female, & have been suffering from emetophobia since I was about 5-6 years old. It did not start getting severe until maybe 4-5 years ago, but its been the worst in the last 2 years.
I am doing everything I can to make steps to recovering, & thinking about buying the emetophobia manual. However, I am 99% sure I have ARFID from this damn phobia. My doctor did bring it up to me. I only eat snacks, pasta, some fruit and cream of rice. I will have months where I eat as much as I can, then like right now I have been on only eating these foods for MONTHS. Even some of my comfort foods I have a hard time eating. It has gotten worse, but I don’t know what to do. Especially since with restricting for so long on nutritious foods that I need, its gonna trigger my stomach issues.
I also suffer from SIBO, IBS, hiatial hernia & gastritis. Now, for anyone who has emet and ALSO has stomach issues knows its a vicious cycle. once one thing is triggered, then the anxiety & emetophobia is triggered 😅
I’m also mostly terrified more of myself getting sick or catching something. If anyone has similar experiences as me, or is on the road to recovery, I really could use some helpful tips and healthy coping mechanisms. I wanna really start recovering fully, and I was doing amazing but the ARFID really messed things up.

Look at this guy being an ass while wearing an Aphex Twin hat.
It was taken with a 360 degree cam which allows you to point the camera in a direction when you export to normal view, which is how they're focused on him before he does anything. Apparently he got kicked out and is persona non grata from whatever festival it was.
As seen on Instagram via Twitter, reposted on Reddit. Because the internet today is just 5 websites with reposts between them all.
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https://reddit.com/link/13wp3pj/video/6z2vwhpt683b1/player

About 5 years ago I adopted a kitten, who ended up giving me cat scratch fever and trench fever. It started with a ping pong ball sized bump in my groin, I went to my doctor and obviously she was pretty concerned. Blood tests showed I had cat scratch fever, trench fever, and recently had mono. A couple years later it was still the same size, I had switched doctors and brought it up, she referred me to an infectious disease doctor who just did more labs, which showed I didn’t have an active infection. She said the lymph node will probably stay enlarged forever due to scarring. It used to hurt often, when I would all a lot.
However now, it’s been about 2 or 3 years since it’s caused me any issues and it’s suddenly started hurting pretty bad. It wakes me up at night when I change positions. I also feel like maybe the lymph node has gotten a little bigger? I’ve also been losing weight (on purpose), so it could also just be that I can feel it more.
I’m going to make a doctors appointment, but he’s always very booked out and I probably won’t have time in June anyways, so I’m wondering how urgent this may be?

I've struggled from social anxiety and bipolar disorder since 8 years ago and still struggling and coping in my life somehow. At first I used to smoke cannabis before everything was completely fine and got into social awkwardness after a while of use.
I then have been prescribed an SSRI escitalopram and worked wonders after less than a week. I was fine and smoking weed while taking the medication for like two months before I got the first manic/psychotic episode in my life which was a shit of hell and a miserable nightmare for like a month. I felt completely like I'm gonna die. After this happened I started the journey of social anxiety and bipolar disorder as I have been diagnosed with a comorbidity of social anxiety and bipolar I which is the the severest.
I once again started a medication with my psychiatrist which also an SSRI sertraline for social anxiety alongside Risperdal as an antipsychotic to prevent manic episodes from happening again. Sertraline gas given me the strongest feeling against social fear and I was like someone very very different than myself. I liked that version of me. I would say it eliminated a 95% of my anxiety on the dose of 150 mg. After 5 to 6 months the drug shifted me into mania again and I experienced another nightmare for almost a month haha.
After I got stabilized again from these episodes I went back to my psychiatrist and been prescribed another SSRI fluvoxamine with olanzapine and lamictal as a mood stabilizer. The fluvoxamine took about 3 months to kick in but was working partially (not the full benefit). I was on the medication for about a year and completely fine until my doctor put me on Vraylar which is atypical antipsychotic. After like a month, I got into my third manic episode again and how fucked up I was!
After all of these tryings, I lost my confidence with SSRIs. Now, I'm on 300 mg of lyrica daily and 50 mg of lamictal and 10 mg of olanzapine and 100 mg of solian.
Yet lyrica has given me a strong boost in social situations, I still have barriers while talking with others. I feel like I'm more polite and little shy than being a guy who doesn't give a shit and say what ever he wants the he wants. Escitalopram and Sertraline have given me these feelings but as far as I'm a bipolar person for sorry I'm not going back to use them for my safety.
I was wondering and searching a lot what drug can break these barriers I feel while at the same time doesn't cause mania or psychotic symptoms to me?
I suggested lyrica to my doctor as it's considered an anticonvulsant and can be used as a mood stabilizer for bipolar as well as it has the properties of anti-anxiety effect.
Do you get what I'm trying to find?
I need a drug that hits my social anxiety and at the same time should be fine with my bipolar :D
If anyone has been on medications that helped I would really appreciate to hearing from you. Without lyrica my life is hell!
Help!

Hello all, I've made a post to see if I can find the right kind of people for me with similar values when it comes to forming a close and supportive friendship. I have often found it draining to have to keep messaging so many people online that I'd like to limit any potential pitfalls as much as possible when it comes to making friends online. From my experience, a lot of friendships don't seem to work out when there is not as much initiation from both sides which is something that I really value. I really appreciate direct and honest communication along with a willingness to work through things. I expect a certain amount of effort when it comes to responses. Although I tend to have higher standards when it comes to friends, I do not want that to deter others from wanting to reach out as I am quite open and understanding. I'm a 22-year-old and in my final year of college. I'm majoring in psychology as I want to be able to become a therapist/counselor and help others out where possible. Once I graduate, I am planning to pursue a master's degree in counseling. I live on the east coast side of the US and my MBTI personality type is INFJ as well. It's usually easier to mention this ahead of time but I have a physical disability that requires me to use a wheelchair.
Some of my interests and activities that I enjoy doing include playing games on pc, ps5, and switch, learning about other people and their experiences, watching videos or shows online, and voice chatting. Basically, anything where we can spend time together online in some way. A few of my favorite games are Final Fantasy 14, Xenoblade Chronicles 1-3, Persona 5, Pokemon, Skyrim, and The Witcher 3. I am also open to talking about and trying out other games. As for shows and watching videos, I do enjoy watching anime from time to time and wouldn't mind watching them with others. Additionally, if you have any suggestions or things you like to watch I would be happy to watch those as well. We could even just watch stuff on youtube which is where I usually go lol.
I'm looking for the kind of one-on-one friendship where we can message/talk about whatever is on our minds throughout the day and be able to share everyday and deeper, more meaningful conversations. I enjoy having conversations on philosophical topics, anything science or education related, asking random questions, and psychology (of course) or mental health in general. It would be great to have long-term friends who prioritize a consistent, genuinely caring friendship and who are willing to put in the same amount of effort. I want to have friendships where we can open up to each other as much as we are comfortable with and be able to check in on each other.
I'm not expecting to become great friends with everyone but I am willing to give others a fair chance. Realistically, I want to invest in just a few quality friendships. Building a good friendship takes time and I only want to have friends who are specifically looking for something long-term. As long as you are willing to show that you value building the kind of friendship that I do, that is what I care about most.

Long post ahead, I apologize in advance. Tried to make this as concise as possible. This is a complex issue.
For a bit of context, my husband and I had been having problems that got significantly worse after baby’s arrival. I’m not going to go into detail, but I fully believe his actions are responsible for my postpartum depression being as bad as it was. He had been behaving in some pretty narcissistic ways and just overall being pretty awful to me as a freshly postpartum woman.
It all came to a head when I was 4 months postpartum. My MIL came over to help out one weekend because I was sick with a raging cold and I was terrified of handling the baby and getting him sick. All day Sunday I tried my best to keep distance from baby while my husband and MIL cared for him. Later that evening, my husband had been drinking. He has struggled with addiction for years. I didn’t even know he was drunk when this happened. He lost it on me that Sunday night. My MIL was out of earshot putting baby to sleep and my husband started folding the clothes that I was unable to fold due to being so sick. He started making me feel like a bad mom for keeping distance from the baby. He called me lazy for not folding the clothes. He went on a complete rant, telling me that I am not respectful to him and that I’ve acted like I’m the only one in our relationship that is capable of struggling with depression since the baby. I’m paraphrasing a lot. The worst was when he told me that “every other man would’ve beat me by now.” I recorded 8 minutes of this rant as a voice memo because I was so in shock and couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I was terrified of him by the end of it. When he left the room I went and locked myself in the guest room and called my sister. She lives 2.5 hours from me and immediately hopped in the car to come to my house. She was furious and encouraged me to call the police to stay with me until she got there.
I called the police and two very kind officers arrived about 45 minutes prior to my sister arriving. They spoke to my husband (he was acting remorseful) and I individually while I packed a suitcase for me and baby. I left at 1am and went to my sister’s apartment where I stayed for a week.
Jump forward to today. I’m 7 months postpartum. My husband and I have done a lot of work to work through and process what happened and everything that led up to the incident. I was close to moving out fully and taking our son. He saw how serious I was and begged me to stay with a promise that he wouldn’t ever put me in a situation like that again. After the incident he immediately went to the doctor and got on medicine. He’s stopped drinking and occasionally goes to AA meetings. We have started back going to church. He started going to the gym to have a healthier outlet for his anger. He has apologized to me profusely and has been able to fully recognize everything he did wrong.
Before all of this, my husband and I were very very close to my sister and her fiancé. They came over several times a month to visit us. My sister is extremely angry and upset at him and rightfully so. She is most angry that he hasn’t reached out to her at all and apologized to her for how she was also impacted by all of this.
I’ve told my husband that I’m very very hurt that he hasn’t apologized to her and that it’s caused a strain on my relationship with my sister and my relationship with him. He listened to my concerns and agreed that he needs to apologize. He says that he has a hard time doing it because he feels ashamed and doesn’t know how to salvage their relationship, but he promises me he will rectify it. This same conversation has happened at least 6 different times. I no longer have any faith in him to reach out and try to make things right. My sister also doesn’t even want an apology anymore since it’s been so long.
My sister says that she will not visit me at my house while my husband is living here. This also applies to a close friend and her husband that lives nearby. They know about the incident and what happened and now they also will not come back to our house. My friend hasn’t said it directly, but their visits have stopped.
I am a full time homemaker and now I feel even lonelier than I did before. I already had a very small number of friends and now there’s barely anyone left to come and visit us because of my husband’s lack of action.
I haven’t gotten any outside opinion on this because our couple’s therapist dropped us after the incident (it was considered verbal abuse) and my individual therapist also ghosted me at about 6 weeks postpartum.
My husband keeps telling me that he feels awful that this is affecting me so much yet he isn’t doing anything about it. He also struggles with ADHD and has a difficult time with executive function so not sure if that is affecting things. I don’t know what to think or do. Our relationship as been much better with the exception of this unresolved issue. I cannot move past it. I think of it constantly and it’s getting in the way of connecting with my husband. I feel let down and resentful. I want to keep our family together, but he is making it hard.
TL,DR: My sister and my friend hates my husband because of how he used to be verbally and emotionally abusive towards me. They were impacted by his actions and my sister is angry that he has not also apologized to her. They will no longer visit me and I’m sad and lonely. Husband repeatedly promises to make things right but never does.

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Case

WALLACE v. COMMONWEALTH (2023) FindLaw
Supreme Judicial Court of Massachusetts.
Nickoyan WALLACE v. COMMONWEALTH.
SJC-13401
Decided: May 25, 2023
The case was submitted on the papers filed, accompanied by a memorandum of law. Nickoyan Wallace, pro se.
Nickoyan Wallace 1 has been indicted for murder in the first degree for the shooting death of a person in Boston, and related offenses. In the Superior Court, he filed “by Special Appearance” a document entitled “Notice of Default and Opportunity to Cure re Affidavit -- ‘Writ of Quo Warranto’ re Proof of Claim/Jurisdiction.” In general, he claimed that the courts of the Commonwealth lack jurisdiction over him;2 in an affidavit filed in the case, Wallace declared that he is a “Free Sovereign and Private Great Seal Moor.” The Superior Court judge treated the filing as a motion to dismiss and denied it. Wallace then filed a petition in the county court, pursuant to G. L. c. 211, § 3, seeking review of the Superior Court judge's order.3 A single justice of this court denied the petition, and Wallace appeals. We affirm.
Wallace has filed a memorandum pursuant to S.J.C. Rule 2:21, as amended, 434 Mass. 1301 (2001),4 which applies where, as here, a “single justice denies relief from a challenged interlocutory ruling in the trial court.” S.J.C. Rule 2:21 (1). We therefore consider whether Wallace has demonstrated, as the rule requires, “why review of the trial court decision cannot adequately be obtained on appeal from any final adverse judgment in the trial court or by other available means.” S.J.C. Rule 2:21 (2). He failed to meet that burden.
We have said many times that “[t]he denial of a motion to dismiss in a criminal case is not appealable until after trial, and ․G. L. c. 211, § 3, may not be used to circumvent that rule.” Soucy v. Commonwealth, 470 Mass. 1025, 1025, 26 N.E.3d 194 (2015), quoting Jackson v. Commonwealth, 437 Mass. 1008, 1009, 770 N.E.2d 469 (2002). That principle is no less applicable where the claims asserted involve jurisdictional issues. Such questions are “routinely addressed on direct appeal after a final judgment.” Calzado v. Commonwealth, 479 Mass. 1033, 1034, 97 N.E.3d 683 (2018). See Salomon S.A. v. LaFond, 463 Mass. 1003, 1003, 971 N.E.2d 1277 (2012) (ordinary appellate process “not per se inadequate to vindicate a claim of lack of personal jurisdiction”); Gouin v. Commonwealth, 439 Mass. 1013, 1013, 792 N.E.2d 115 (2003), and cases cited (subject matter jurisdiction claims “routinely addressed ․ on direct appeal following conviction”). See also Fitzpatrick v. Commonwealth, 453 Mass. 1014, 1015, 904 N.E.2d 426 (2009). “[U]nless a single justice decides the matter on the merits or reserves and reports it to the full court, neither of which occurred here, a defendant cannot receive review under G. L. c. 211, § 3, from the denial of his motion to dismiss.”5 Calzado, supra, quoting Bateman v. Commonwealth, 449 Mass. 1024, 1024-1025, 868 N.E.2d 606 (2007).
Nothing in Wallace's petition under G. L. c. 211, § 3, required exercise of the court's extraordinary power of general superintendence, and the single justice was warranted in denying it.
Judgment affirmed.
FOOTNOTES
1. In his petition, Wallace identified himself as “ ‘Szyon Nkrumah, Al © All Rights Reserved,’ Indigenous, Free Sovereign and Private Great Seal Moor, in propria persona, sui juris (not pro se or colorable); Secured Party, Third Party IntervenoAdministrator for WALLACE, NICKOYAN ©.”
2. Wallace bases his claim on myriad treaties, laws, and constitutional provisions. He also claims a treaty right to “Consular assistance” in this matter. We do not consider the substantive merits of his claims at this interlocutory stage.
3. The Superior Court's docket reflects that Wallace also filed a notice of appeal.
4. The rule also requires that “[t]he appeal shall be presented ․ on the papers filed in the single justice session” and that the petitioner must file a record appendix. S.J.C. Rule 2:21 (2). Wallace failed to file a record appendix containing the record before the single justice. See Bishay v. Land Court Dep't of the Trial Court, 477 Mass. 1032, 1033 n.2, 81 N.E.3d 292 (2017) (“[t]his presents a further reason not to disturb the judgment”).
5. We have recognized a limited exception to this rule, where a “criminal defendant ․ raises a double jeopardy claim of substantial merit.” Neverson v. Commonwealth, 406 Mass. 174, 175, 546 N.E.2d 876 (1989). That exception does not apply to the jurisdictional claims asserted here. See Gouin, 439 Mass. at 1013, 792 N.E.2d 115 (subject matter jurisdiction claim not comparable to protection against double jeopardy); Meuse v. Commonwealth, 437 Mass. 1004, 1004-1005, 769 N.E.2d 271 (2002).

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Article One

Moorish sovereign citizen from Dorchester demands state drop murder charges because state has no jurisdiction over him; state's highest court rules it does.
05/25/2023
The Supreme Judicial Court ruled today that Nickoyan Wallace has to stand trial on charges he shot a man to death on Park Street in Dorchester in 2021.
The state's highest court rejected a request by Wallace, 49, who know goes by the name of "Szyon Nkrumah, Al © All Rights Reserved," to dismiss the case because he is an "Indigenous, Free Sovereign and Private Great Seal Moor, in propria persona, sui juris (not pro se or colorable)" and so not bound by the laws of the Commonwealth.
The justices did not deal directly with the sovereignty issues Wallace raised in his "writ of quo warranto" (an ancient legal writ used to question the authority of rulers), because in Massachusetts, appeals of denials of motions to dismiss can normally only be filed after a verdict has been rendered in a criminal case, and Wallace has yet to come to trial on charges he gunned down Ivanildo Barros 590 Park St. on May 28, 2021. The court said it can only hear such pre-verdict motions in rare cases, such as in potential cases of double jeopardy, which is not at issue in Wallace's case.
Wallace's trial on murder and gun charges is currently scheduled for Jan. 23 in Suffolk Superior Court. At a hearing last week, Wallace, who is acting as his own attorney, but with a "stand by" lawyer appointed by the court, objected to "the entirety of the proceeding," court records show.
This will not be the first time that Wallace has faced a murder charge. In 2000, Wallace and one of his brothers were charged with murdering a third brother, allegedly over drugs, and based in part on testimony from a fourth brother.
Prosecutors decided to try both brothers together, but Wallace's brother fled. The SJC eventually ordered the dismissal of the murder charge against Wallace because he was deprived of his right to a speedy trial as police hunted the brother - who was convicted in 2017 on second-degree murder charges.
Both brothers were charged in federal court for robbing a Providence gun store at gunpoint several months after their brother's murder. Wallace was convicted and served a ten-year sentence in federal prison. Source: Rules Don't Apply to Me

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Article Two

Dorchester man convicted of murdering his brother in a dispute over drugs in 2000
04/12/2017
A Suffolk Superior Court jury yesterday convicted Timi Wallace, 44, of second-degree murder for the drug-related shooting death of his brother, Tasfa Wallace, on Levant Street on March 26, 2000, the Suffolk County District Attorney's office reports.
Wallace will be sentenced today to life in prison with the possibility of parole after 15 years. He is already serving a 25-year federal prison sentence for robbing a Rhode Island gun store with a third brother, Nickoyan.
Assistant District Attorney Ursula Knight and Philip Cheng presented evidence and testimony over the course of four days proving Wallace’s participation in Tasfa Wallace’s homicide. He was observed directly outside Tasfa Wallace’s apartment, moments before the victim was shot multiple times through the apartment’s front door in what prosecutors argued was the culmination of a drug-related dispute, and he was observed leaving the building immediately after the shooting. Among the witnesses at trial was the now-retired detective who was the lead investigator on the 17-year-old murder.
Nickoyan Wallace was also initially charged with the murder, but the charge was dismissed because prosecutors did not bring him to trial fast enough. Nickoyan was arrested in 2000, Tasfa in 2004.
Source: Killed Brother

My doctor prescribed my severely depressed son Selegiline tabs. We are working towards a dose of 10mg/ day, at 5 mg he still has no response. Is this to be expected. I’m worried about first pass metabolism and bioavailability. His neuropsychiatrist says there was no need to get the very expensive Selegiline patches but now I’m worried. Has anyone else taken regular tabs before,not sublingual.

Hey guys! Need some opinions as the doctor yesterday wasn’t very helpful. My son is 7 months old and he was always breastfed & supplemented with formula until about 5.5 months (6-7 weeks ago). I always used the gentlease enfamil or the Total comfort similac and never had any issues.
About 3 weeks I tried using the Costco stuff but my son threw up twice which he’s never done before - no spit up but full on vomit.
Switched back to total comfort about 10 days ago but he’s still throwing up from time to time. Bottle sizes haven’t changed (4-6oz at a time) and nipple size is still a 3 which he’s been at for a while.
Suggestions? Thoughts? Advice? Sometimes it’s immediately after the bottle so I thought I over fed but now it’s 30 minutes-hour after.

My (38f) partner (35m) of 5 years is getting increasingly out of shape. He was always a bigger guy, which is fine, that's his shape, but he has gained some weight since Covid. More importantly though - he's getting colds and allergy attacks more often, he's coughing more, and he's having trouble keeping up when we go hiking and whatnot. I can hear him huffing and puffing behind me and he has to stop frequently. His diet has gotten pretty terrible and he drinks a lot. His sleeping habits also haven't been great since he started working from home.
I've always been fit and pretty athletic, so I know things can come off kind of preachy when I try to talk about this stuff. He was also body-shamed a lot as a kid for being bigger, and I really don't want to come off that way. He can also just be... very stubborn sometimes. I know if I say the wrong thing, he'll shut down (which I get. I can be super stubborn too about other things, but I'd like to avoid that if possible).
But there's a double-whammy of both me being very worried about his health in general and also... I'm just losing my attraction to him. It's hard to want someone who's hacking up a loogy and wheezing all the time (and I feel really horrible saying that, but it is a problem).
I've tried inviting him to things, but it's gotten to the point where he can't keep up with some of the things I do, so he refuses to go. He'll go if I plan something lighter, and he'll happily eat if I make something healthy, but I'm not and have no desire to be his mother.
How would you go about addressing this with your partner?
ETA while he frequently acknowledges he probably should get a physical and checkup, he has yet to sit down and actually make an appointment with a doctor.

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Hey guys, I am a 47f T2 diabetic who is on synjardy XR 5/1000 2 tabs a day and Ozempic 1mg weekly, both started around the same time, end of Feb 2023. I have been at the 1 mg dose for 6 weeks now. My weight to start was 139lbs. A1c was 9.5. Just went to my first endocrinologist appt (the meds were initially prescribed by my PCP) and my A1c is now 6.5, and I feel great, more energy, better sleep, ect. I’m just concerned I am losing too much weight, I now weigh 114.5. I am 5’7” and have always been “thin” but carried nearly all my weight in my abdomen. I literally looked pregnant. My stomach is now almost flat. I never thought this would happen in my lifetime. I have placed a call to my doctor asking about the dosing, no response yet. Basically I am trying to talk myself off a cliff about having some other serious medical issue that is causing this weight loss. I do have issues with health anxiety so that sucks. Help me guys!

Hello reddit.
I come here out of desperation. Something has happened to me today that I can still not comprehend. As I'm typing this, my hands are still shaking and my heart still pounds like never before. My mind is still trying to process the events that happened earlier this morning and I can not tell if what I've saw and felt was real or not. My only resort was to tell this story to someone and I believe you guys can help me out. One thing that I would like to settle is that English is not my first language and I'm pretty nervous typing this, so forgive me for any mistakes I make. Without any further ado, let's start.
First, I believe some context is essential.
I'm a college student from southern Brazil currently, studying medicine hoping for one day to become a doctor. My itinerary is complex and ever-changing, so I usually arrive early at my college and leave late at night. As for such, I usually have a car to transport myself. I still live with my parents and the car in specific is not mine, but rather my mom's. My mom worked for many years for delivery services, and so used this car for her job. After I entered college, she let me borrow this car in order to better transport myself from home to there and vice-versa. Currently, she uses her own car for work, however sometimes she still needs her work car (the car I'm using) for a variety of reasons, either it being because her car is being tuned-up or broke down, etc etc. Sincerely, I don't mind that, her work car is already a bonus for me, so if she needs it, she can have it whenever she needs.
On this oportunate situations, I go to college through different means, usually by my friends giving me a ride or by calling transportations services such as Uber or conventional taxis. This morning was no different.
Last night, my mom let me know in advance that she would be needing her work car today. At first, nothing unusual, I will just book a cab or call an Uber and everything will go as it normally goes.
I woke up this morning at 5:50 AM. My classes start at 07:40 AM, however, since I wouldn't be having my car today, I woke up earlier than usual to guarantee I wouldn't be late. I would be on the responsability of another person after all.
I got up, had breakfast, dressed up, got my bag and stepped out of the house no later than 06:30. It is currently winter in Brazil at this time of the year, and since it rains frequently in my town, the day is usually dark. The sun rises around 7 AM, and the sky is usually heavily clouded, so it's normal for this time to still look like night-time and from 8 am to 6 pm for the day to look darker than the rest of the year.
So here I was, on the sidewalk in front of my house in the usual darkness of the morning. I took out my phone and wondered what method I should use today. First, I intended in calling two of my friends whom also go to college with me, however it was early and they were probably still asleep at the time. I then decided to call for an Uber, but my mobile data isn't the best and calling an Uber would've taken an eternity. The only thing working properly was my phone's signal, which I could use to call a cab. And that's what I did. Now, I look back and realize I should've never done that.
The call was nothing out of the ordinary. I called in a cab from a local taxi company, gave my address and waited patiently. It was not like if I have never done that before. 5 minutes went by, then 10, 20, and I started to worry if the company had really dispatched someone to pick me up, and that's when I saw what I was looking for.
Turning on a street corner, came a regular white cab tagged "Taxi" on the roof of the car and the company's name tagged on the corner of the windshield. A swarm of relief hit me and I signalized for the driver that I was the one who called. The cab slowed down and eventually came to a stop next to where I was, I opened the back seat door and placed my bag behind the front passenger seat, to which I closed the door and entered and sat on the front passanger seat, next to the driver.
As I sat down and closed the door, I told the driver that I've placed my stuff on the back of the seat I was sitting on and I was about to tell them where I was headed to... And what I've saw made me stop speaking mid-sentence.
The driver was a short young woman, probably between 30 and 35, with a short hair, colored mixed between a blonde and whitish color and, in normal conditions, I would have considered her relatively pretty if it was not for what made my blood freeze almost instantly. The woman driving the car had bulged, soulless, never-blinking eyes fixated on the road. The woman had her head slightly tilted up, looking down with those mysterious yet horrendous eyes to the road. You know when you are going downstairs but don't tilt your head down to look where you are going but instead use only your eyes with your head still heading front? That's exactly how she was, but her head was tilted upwards and her bulged big eyes looking down in order to see the road. Look, I'm studying medicine and I've already seen patients with exophthalmos, a clinical condition where patients have their eyes bulged anteriorly by an anormality in their thyroid gland, but this... This was different. Those eyes were not normal, they were big and kept starring at the road motionless, soulless with what felt like no emotion at all.
I stopped speaking and froze as soon as I saw her. The woman did not answer. Hell, she did not even look at me or even seemed to notice I've entered the car... She just kept starring at the road with her head tilted up. Those seconds of silence felt like minutes, I could feel every hair on my body standing up and my heart starting to pounce like a festival drum. My only desire was to scream and run from that woman, the atmosphere she passed was so uncomfortable that I can't even descrive the feeling.
For some stupid moral principle, I tried to shrug it off and tell myself it was all in my head. Perhaps that woman had a medical condition that I did not know and I was afraid of nothing at all. With that thought and a lot of internal strengh, I managed to continue the phrase where I left off and gave the address to my college. The woman again did not respond, just kept her motionless stare at the road.
After around 10 seconds or so, that woman started driving away and making our way to my college. I'm usually a very sociable person and I love to talk to new people, but this situation did not make me wake that feeling. That woman was so weird, so unnatural, almost like she was not meant to be here, and yet she was. The only movements the girl made were to shift gears, accelerate, break, just the essential to move the car. She did not look both sides when crossing intersections, did not look at traffic lights, she did not even change her sitting position, and yet managed to drive like she was doing all of those things, she never cut anyone's front, did not run over red lights, almost like an AI drives, but this girl looked like flesh and organic, she definetly was NOT an AI. Most of the ride I felt uncomfortable, ocasionally looking at her still trying to process what I was seeing, and I swear in God's name she did not blink not even once during the whole ride.
After around 10 minutes of disturing silence, we finally made it to my college. I said one very embarassed and out-of-place "thank-you" to her and asked how much it was, and of course she did not answer, just kept that static position she mantained throught the entirety of our time. I took out my wallet and grabbed a considerate amount of money; much more than any other cab service would have asked for a service such as this, however I did not want to take my chances with whatever this girl was. I said how much I was paying and that I would be placing it in the cup-holder between the seats, and just stepped out of the car as fast as I could. I did not expect nor wanted any change, I just wanted to get out of that car and go on with my routine and maybe forget that whole incident. While I was stepping out of the cab, I told her, even without knowing if she was listening or not, that I would just grab my bag on the backseat and leave, to which of course no response. I shrugged it off and opened the backseat door to grab my stuff.
When I opened, I saw that my bag rolled over to the opposite side from where I was standing on the way, which meant that I would have to reach all the way down on the floor on the car inside to grab the bag handle in order to take it out. I really REALLY did not want to spend any more time inside with that woman than necessary, but I still needed my material. With one fast prayer to all the gods I knew, I semi-crawled on the backseat in order to grab my bag handle and just get out of there as soon as possible, and that's when it hit me.
Out of a sudden, a wave of panic descended upon me. My fight-or-flight response activated, my blood rushed, my heart pounced like never before, I felt a sheer wave of an iced-like cold sensation spike through my organs, the fear in me grew exponentially to such a point that the only thing that seemed rational was to scream for help and run for my life. Never have I ever experienced such fear in my entire life. Frozen by the fear and shaking like a newborn chihuahua, I slowly and painfully raised my head to look at what was making me feel that way, and I saw... her.
The woman, or whatever the hell that was, for the first time, moved. I don't know when or how I did not notice it but when I lifted my head to see her, she was still in the driver seat, but starring right at me with those menancing, disturbing, bulged eyes and with the creepiest, scariest, most blood-curdling smile I've ever seen. She was not with her head tilted up anymore, she was starring straight forward at me with those eyes at the center of those giant eyeballs, and toppled with that ear-to-ear smile. That stare without any emotion behind was now changed to a different stare. I'm not sure what she was thinking, but I swear that those eyes now had intentions, she was looking into my very soul with a killer-like instinct that made every cell in my body scream in agony. This was probably the first experience I've had to what it feels like to be stared at by an assassin. It took half a second, but for me it felt like I was starred into for an entire hour, and as my rushing mind was comprehending the danger of the situation, the girl suddently steps on the gas and takes off with the car faster than I could follow, it's still starring at me and not at the road.
I was still inside the car with my bag in hand when she did this and I still don't know how I managed to jump out without hurting myself on the process. That could've gone wrong in so many ways but I managed to stay in one piece and leave the car faster than I ever did. As I saw the cab go, although I could not see her, I could tell clear as day that she was watching me as she drove away.
It took me several minutes to come to myself again. I puked on some plants on the side of the parking lot I was at and pratically dragged myself to my empty classroom. Even though my friends eventually came and my classes started, I couldn't focus. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that woman... That monster that made me fear for my life more than I've ever imagined. I'm now in a bathroom stall, with my phone in hand typing everything I felt, feel and lived. Telling this via a written story is way easier than telling face-to-face without breaking into tears or having a panic attack. Just remembering this incident makes me anxious, nervous, I start to shake the moment I remember that smile.
If someone can tell or explain to me what I lived today, I would be insanely grateful. It doesn't even have to be complex nor make sense, even a simple hypothesis or theory is already enough for me to calm down a little, since my mind is still anesthetized and failing to comprehend anything. I feel like knowing what I've experienced can make me control my emotions and understand better the situation I was in.
Anyhow, I believe that, should I need to go to college through a different mean, next time I will just walk my way there.

I'm on the other side of my surgery, and all things considered, I'm doing fine!
Context: freshly 30/F, and relatively active (try to walk at least 30 min/day, and salsa dancing 1-2x a week anywhere from 2-4hrs a dance, depending on the event).
At the beginning of this year I found myself having these horrible stomach pains 2-3x a week. Felt like i was being stabbed in my stomach for 2-3 hours straight, followed by a dull pain that lasted another 3 hours. Was misdiagnosed as an UTI infection when I went to walk-in clinic, took meds and thought that fixed it.
1 week later later in early Feb, I took myself to the ER because in the middle of the night, I was in shooting pain on my side for 5 hours an it wasn't getting better. One very expensive ER visit and a bunch of tests later, came up that I had some gallstones. Thankfully none moving, but the doctors recommended getting it taken out sooner than later.
I decided to play the waiting game because I had a birthday trip to Japan scheduled for end of April and I thought getting surgery beforehand, even a month out, wouldn't be the wisest move. So I scheduled it for May 30th (day after Memorial Day). In the meantime, tried to make lifestyle changes - getting more active and eating "better". Probably had 3-5 episodes until my surgery, which was much less frequent than before.
This was my first time getting surgery done. Like, ever. (Tbh I've been to more doctors visits in this past 5 months than all of my adulthood so far, and I try to make all of my yearly visits!) So there were a little bit of nerves coming into it. But my nurse and medical team were so helpful and assuring. Found myself cracking jokes on surgery day with them lol.
I knew that anesthesia would put you out pretty quick, but literally it felt like 30 seconds once they started it I was out like a light lol.
Woke up on the other side of it and overall felt fine! I didn't realize that they numb your stomach, so I tried touching my stomach and was confused when I didn't feel anything haha. Had some juice and crackers, and was sent on my way home. I found myself going in and out of sleep for the first 6 hrs post-surgery.
I bought my house 1.5yrs ago, and I'm so thankful the previous owner was an 87 year old woman who put grab bars EVERYWHERE in the bathroom because they are definitely getting their mileage right now. Lol. I've otherwise been in my guest room bed (on the first floor, next to the bathroom and kitchen) and it's been good.
When I was looking up what to eat post-op, I got a lot of mixed info. I was originally planning to do just liquids for the first few days and then slowly introduce solids. But I had crackers right after surgery and was OK. My surgeon basically told me to try to eat a little bit of what you ate before and see how your stomach responds.
I've also been snacking throughout the day - it was recommended to have more frequent, small meals throughout the day, even after "recovery". So I need to prep for that. I'm thankful people in my church are doing a meal train for me and making me food until next Friday, so I'm looking forward to some good grub.
I've been taking my cocktail of drugs, and my core muscles feel really tense, but all things considered I'm doing swell! The most strenuous thing I've done today is eatery my plants in the garden, so that I can get some light movement in (and fresh air). There's a lot I wanna do during this time of forced rest (read, finish sketches, post pictures from my Japan trip), but also wanna make sure that I actually rest and don't strain myself unnecessarily.
I might update in the comments day-by-day just for a personal record to refer back to. So thank you for reading my long post heh.

Ultrasound states hypothyroid and nodules that are small… was told by numerous people and my new primary care my thyroid felt enlarged and looked enlarged
but labs are within range:
TSH 2.1 normal range= .45-4.5 T4 5.6. normal range= 4.5-12 T3 uptake 27 normal range= 24-39 Free thyroxine index 1.5 normal range 1.2-4.9
I have all of the symptoms and I just keep gaining weight even though I’m exercising like crazy and watch what I eat. In the past I was put on thyroid medication with a TSH of 3.08 but my new doctor will not prescribe me medication.
Does anyone have similar labs and get prescribed levothyroxine? Just don’t want to waste time going to an endo if they will say the same.
Also very confused why my ultrasound is showing it but my labs are normal. I was informed to exercise more and watch what I eat (I’ve been obsessively doing both my entire life)

I was suspecting a rare autoimmune issue which I now have an official diagnosis for, however I went to Apollo Kolkata to seek treatment first and here is the gist of things in a nutshell as to why I am making such a claim.
Upon arriving, I was given useless referrals to 5 doctors and prescribed tests that were not even required for my condition.
Their rheumatologist Parthajit Das, was highly incompetent, which was later confirmed to me through one of my friends grandparents' case of medical malpractice as well. Instead of asking me to seek second opinions, he diagnosed my full body swelling with FAT and hypersensitivity, which I am yet to understand what it means in medical terms. I was a mere 49 kgs, had lost 6kgs within a week due to my bowels not working, yet he asked me to reduce weight.
The General Physician, Jayant Sharma, skimmed through all my reports within 10 seconds and eventhough some of my blood markers were highly messed up, diagnosed me with 'mixed anxiety disease' and put me on psychiatric drugs for it.
The story doesn't end here. The man and women in question, i.e Dr Mahesh Goenka's wife Dr Usha Goenka forced a horrible drug for schizophrenia down my throat, even though I was perfectly cogent in my language, thought and actions, because they are my mausi and mausaji and discourged me from seeking second opinions.
The drug made my rare debilitating condition worse and I almost lost my vision and hearing to it. To this day they refuse to take responsibility for it. I got much better once I switched hospitals for seeking treatment.
My full exposè on them is on here https://www.reddit.com/TwoXIndia/comments/13fmnhb/i_have_been_involved_in_a_case_of_heavy_medical/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button
Please be careful of Apollo Kolkata as a hospital, they don't accept tests from outside labs as valid and coerce the patient into seeking them from their lab itself which should show how capitalistic they are. Consider this a public advisory. The only decent speciality doctor there is the neurologist.
Thanks and regards, please be weary of these especially dangerous and incompetent doctors. Dr Mahesh Goenka also fakes his reviews with spam bot, the real ones are all calling him out on being fraudulent.
Spread as much awareness as you can.