(i ripped this off wikipedia real fast so sorry if it's lib)
In October 1776, the Public Universal Friend contracted an epidemic disease and was bedridden and near death with a high fever. Their family summoned a doctor from Attleboro, six miles away, and neighbors kept up a death-watch at night. The fever broke after several days. The Friend later reported that [deadname redacted] had died, receiving revelations from God through two archangels who proclaimed there was "Room, Room, Room, in the many Mansions of eternal glory for Thee and for everyone". The Friend further said that [deadname redacted]'s soul had ascended to heaven and the body had been reanimated with a new spirit charged by God with preaching his word, that of the "Publick Universal Friend", describing that name in the words of Isaiah 62:2 as "a new name which the mouth of the Lord hath named".
From that time on, the Friend refused to answer to their deadname, ignoring or chastising those who insisted on using it. When visitors asked if it was the name of the person they were addressing, the Friend simply quoted Luke 23:3 ("thou sayest it"). Identifying as neither male nor female, the Friend asked not to be referred to with gendered pronouns. Followers respected these wishes; they referred only to "the Public Universal Friend" or short forms such as "the Friend" or "P.U.F.", and many avoided gender-specific pronouns even in private diaries. When someone asked if the Friend was male or female, the preacher replied "I am that I am", saying the same thing to a man who criticized the Friend's manner of dress (adding, in the latter case, "there is nothing indecent or improper in my dress or appearance; I am not accountable to mortals").
editorial note: I think this is a very cool story and I really love hearing it. We've been around forever and we've been doing variations of this forever. It's really beautiful
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No, they have beds. Generally, they want me to sit in a chair to do it. I have to ask for the bed because I've fainted a few times. When I faint, I'll seize a bit, which, you know, I don't want to do with a needle in my vein (has happened).
This is funny to some nurses/doctors for some reason because I'm an adult and a "man" and not allowed to have phobias (don't think it's a phobia if has actually happened, though!). Would be a lot less of a fear if people would just be kind to me and let me lie down without mocking me.
Is this real??
Kinda annoying that some nurses like to make fun of male-presenting people for this kind of thing. First time I almost fainted (never have yet from bloodwork), I was just in the waiting room waiting for my brother to finished and was just watching TV (until the TV turned black in my vision). No needles or blood involved (both of which I am uncomfortable with).
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Sadly it's all too real. We shouldn't put up with abuse... but at the same time after a stroke or TBI or kidney failure or if you're older even a UTI can make someone super confused - anyway after an event like that, people don't always retain their filter between thoughts and saying something. And there are a lot of gross pervy men out there