Hi all. This post has taken a while to get started, because the sheer size of what I have to type is going to be a huge burden on our shoulders and arms as they are now. So... a while back, I heard we might have EDS from our wrist doctor. At the time, I have to admit I didn't know much about it and didn't do much research on it. Our friend told us a surface-level description of EDS: It's a hypermobility disorder affecting the skin and joints, it might make one able to move their body past its natural limits, and it's generally understood as the "stretchy skin disorder".I didn't think a lot of it applied to us, but some of it certainly did. Things like joint popping and snapping, chronic pain (to some degree), and I later found out EDS can cause very smooth skin, which ironically means us being so pretty is because of this disorder. On the 9th of this month, we were having a usual affair of a day, then Sunny, out of curiosity, decided to research EDS some more, maybe figure out what typ

(CW: Injury, body horror, mentions of surgery, self-injury) 2003 A little kid gets on his tricycle. He's riding around outside. His mom is watching nearby. It seems like a normal day. That is, until the trike hits a snag in the concrete, sending the boy tumbling off the side. His nose smashes clean into the pavement. He's just lying there looking up. The mom rushes over and helps, taking him inside and getting him cleaned up. It hurt a lot, but surely it would be fine. Over the next few weeks, he starts to have trouble breathing through his nose. It hurts more and more every day. At one point he curiously pries open a nostril with two fingers in front of the mirror. There's some kind of gross, fleshy something inside. With no idea what to do, he tells his mom and tries to show her, but it's ultimately fruitless. 2009 The boy's more sapient now, and attending primary school. He hasn't thought about that accident in years. But it's brought back to the front of his mind when other kids ar