ishikawasachi.bsky.social
(She/Her) Japanese. German. Grew up in Barcelona. Writer. Translator. Intersectional Feminist. Pro-abortion. Black Lives Matter. Endometriosis. #MeToo. Free Palestine.
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Meanwhile there’s a painter yelling in the background “暗い harder, n00b!!!!!”
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I can definitely believe that!! It’s the waking hours in the middle of the day that terrify me 😂
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As someone who is vocal with her hatred of bicycles, make sure you wear a helmet 😂 I need you to be okay!
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what am I gonna do in the summer omg
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You’re brave 🫠
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12,000?!?!?! That’s brutal, wtf!!
I haven’t had a C-section so I don’t know how much they cost, and I do wonder if the NHI steps in then since it’s a surgery… hmm, I’ll have to look it up!
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We also get a 500K voucher for the birth, and some are fully covered by it, but I had to pay for the induction, epidural, and the room (I requested a private one, which are pricier).
So basically, the vouchers cover the bare, bare minimum 😅
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Technically, none of them!
You get vouchers that take up most of the cost for tests and checkups—but I’ve sometimes had to pay out of pocket from a few hundred yen to a few thousand.
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Probably by hand 😩 sounds like a nightmare…!
And thank you 🥰💜
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To do what he did, one must want to do it. I’m not judging the fact people want to analyse these sorts of acts. But, for me, it’s all very simple: this guy decided to brutally stab someone to death and then kick their dying/dead body. That requires decisions. Fuck the guy & everyone defending him.
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Sadly, cysts means the endo is advanced (at least stage 3) so it was a very bittersweet moment…
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Ngl, it was DIFFICULT. I’d been trying to convince my gyno that I had it, but he refused to believe me.
I only got approved for a lap when ultrasounds showed chocolate cysts in my ovaries, and when they sent the tissues to the lab, they confirmed the diagnosis!
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Needs to improve:
- accessibility to epidurals
- all pregnancy/delivery costs should be included in the NHI
- genetic testing and some vaccines (RSV, for example) should be covered by the NHI
- childcare should be more accessible (not just working parents)
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Does well:
- legal maternity leave for up to one year (and can be extended)
- you stay in hospital for at least five days (vaginal delivery) or seven (c-sections)
- all medical care and meds for children are free
- vaccination rates are high
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Not caucasian, just white! (Family is nowhere near from the region of Caucasus)
But yeah, that’s why I make it clear to say that it’s my experience alone… I’m in that middle ground where I don’t look white enough to white people, nor Asian enough for Asian people 😂
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Very much so!! (Again, I can only speak for my own experience!)
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I can only speak for my own experience, where yes. I wasn’t aware I was “different”—I was *made* aware of it.
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Zero tips, I’m on survival mode 😂
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Yuppp
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Having a baby has taught me to let go, in order to know true happiness.
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I went from an accomplished adult, strong and resilient, to an accomplished mother, strong and resilient, whose child will forever know love and warmth.
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I let go of my pre-pregnancy self, to welcome the mom I’ve become.
Who will rock my baby to sleep even though my arms are burning, who will play with her even though I’m exhausted or sick.
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In order to welcome my baby.
I love her so much. Today, she’s a 6mo old who is loving foods, who rolls over when I try to change her, who laughs and giggles and babbles. Who sits on her high chair and doesn’t fit on my nursing pillow.
I let go of my newborn to love my baby.
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Of the breastfeeding, which I stopped at 5mo. The rush of oxytocin, the warm, sweet bond, the euphoria that my body was nurturing my child.
Even the feeds themselves, she now wants to sit up, rather than rest in my arms.
I let go of that baby.
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Letting go of the memories of my baby, who is growing up so quickly, so well, so happy and healthy.
Of the tips and tricks that got her to sleep; rocking her in my nursing cushion, holding her with one arm, watching her drift as she nursed.
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Not having enough time for myself, barely any wind-down at night, having to rush my coffees in the morning.
Having excruciating insomnia fueled by anxiety.
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Letting go of pre-pregnancy me.
Say hi to pelvic floor dysfunction (currently getting treated), resign myself to the fact my knees hurt (going to rehab), say goodbye to my body as it used to be.
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Tried it again later today and she loved it!!!
(She was probably already full or super confused the first time 😂)
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She’s not happy with carrots 😂 she was sooooo unimpressed!!!
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That’s what I tell myself 😭
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OKAY FINE
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Oooh! That’s actually very interesting!!
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Tbf the weather is DREADFUL
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SHOTS. FIRED. 👀